Pirate's Den

[Remec]

Where are they going?

Tommy had awoke at the sound of the door banging close. It hadn't been a loud noise, but sitting right next to it as he was, it was plenty to wake him. Although, when he slowly crept up from the barrel to listen, he saw Johnny and a shorter, slender, definitely feminine shape moving off through the darkness and moonlight. "Jones' blood! I missed him coming back!", Tommy swore to himself.

Climbing from his hiding place, he followed behind at a good shadowing distance, trying to figure out where they were headed. It seemed a bit roundabout, the path Johnny was taking, but then Tommy realized he was making the woman unsure of how they were getting to where they were going.

"Blimey...what if she's not from the island at all? Blackie had said the night before that there was signs of strangers come ashore. Tommy paused for a moment, pondering getting to the mystery of Johnny and his new companion...or turning the older pirate in for a possible bit of coin and a closer tie to Blackie and the ruling crowd. He smiled. Curiosity was always stronger than greed for Tommy.

Continuing after them, he discovered they'd ended up at a secluded...almost vacant and obscured from view of the town and the looking posts...part of the lagoon. While he watched, he saw the woman disrobe and enter the water. Even at this distance, Tommy could make out her beauty and his jaw dropped even as other parts of him rose up. "Obviously not from here, if she's bathing so thoroughly...here, what's this? Johnny's going to bathe too?"

Tommy was amazed at the sight and moved closer to see what other unnatural things this woman might get Johnny to do. Just then, she'd slipped out of the water and moved along a section of wet sand, debris, and palm fronds to the rocks where he was hidden. He took in a breath...or tried to, but seeing her so close and watching the way her breasts swayed and shook as she stopped herself from laughing at Johnny's fruitless search up and down the lagoon's shore for her made him exhale a touch louder than he really intended.
He tried to hug the shadows a bit more, wondering if she'd heard him...

 

[Destiny]

Relaxing to quickly....

I had just about relaxed my gaurd when I heard something behind me a intake of breath? A growl? Spinning around I peered into the shadows and crouched low, "who's there? Johnny?" She swallowed and she began to back up and she headed towards the water full force. reaching to a depth where she can dive under she goes with a large splash of water.

She emerges on the far side of the lagoon and then turns to look back at the shore that she just left. watching waiting to see if anything, or one emerges. The moonlight hides behind a cloud sending the whole area into a deep shadow and she doens't get to see much.

Finally no movement seen she begisn to tread water back to the shore she just left and brushes as much of the water from her body as she can before she goes to where her shirt is...or was. SHit! She looks all around and growls,"damn where did it go?" Her voice soft as she looks around,"you shoulda worn it to swim in you dolt." I spoke to myself as I looked around and sighed. Well perhaps you should trudge back to the town and see what you can find before someone comes along and finds you naked AND alone again.

 

[Remec]

She *did* hear!

The woman was hiding as well as any urchin Tommy knew, but she wasn't so good at keeping her head about her for the unexpected. The way her body had froze, then lurched upright, and then spun about all told him the jig was up. He almost sighed and walked out into view, but then he saw her backing up towards the water again and realized she'd only heard him.

When she hit the water, the sound of her diving under echoed through the still night's air. He wasn't worried about anyone coming around though, between the fish and the diving owls...and the fact that everyone was up having a go of Blackie's former woman...no one would take much notice of an odd bit of water splashing at the lagoon.
Except Johnny, maybe.
Tommy left his hiding place and ventured into the open near the shore. He tried his best to avoid the moonlight, but with so few trees near the water's edge he couldn't help but be silhouetted or even illuminated for a moment here and there. He could barely make out where the woman was at, she'd chosen a right properly deep place to use to dive under, but could guess at where she'd come out and turned to go await her there.
"What's this?", he said as he stepped on something that wasn't sand or rock or plant. Kneeling down, he touched the ground with his hands and lifted a large blousy shirt. Even though he was out of the revealing moonlight, the smile that broke across Tommy's face shone bright enough to have told anyone who knew him he was there.

Quickly tucking the top under his arm, he made back to the relative safety of trees and rocky outcroppings. There he settled himself to watch for the woman's emergence from the water. A giggle escaped when he saw her go straight for where the shirt had been and look for it. Only to be replaced by a mix of pity at how dismayed she looked as she began trudging along, and a renewed sense of desire at how lovely and entrancing she was even when walking like that.
He waited until she was close enough to not be startled by his presence and cleared his throat. "Ahem...*cough*...'allo dere"

 

[Destiny]

Moonlight serenade....

"Ahem...*cough*...'allo dere"

I spun around at the sound of the voice and peered into the dark, just the the clouds skittered away from the moon and revealed Tommy. Damn it where the hell were they all coming from? She gritted her teeth and attempted to bluff her way out of this as she looked at the boy/man before here. He was a bit younger then she was she could tell. And she stomped up closer to him and snatched her shirt away. "How DARE YOU take someone's clothing away." I moved back away as quickly as I approached and began to redress. I decded to try to bluff my way out of this if possible...


"Um seems Johnny decided I coudl walk back to his hut alone...he's my...um cousin yes see I hadn't seen him in so long and I have been working as a kitchen maid at a house in england. I heard he was in the new world and wanted to come in search of him. I suppose lucky me I was caught in that stormy or I never would have found him." That would explain her being able to speak so properly and even the bath. But she didn't walk like any kitchen maid from london. She walked with her head held up and her back straight.

She watched Johnny waiting to see if he believed her and she swallowed and tried hard not to fidget.

 

[Remec]

Discovered

Tommy felt the smile that had been building as he watched the young woman...younger than he'd thought, but still older than him...turn and bereate him as she moved closer. Her hair had that sheen of having been freshly wetted down, but was already almost dry again in the still warm night. The droplets of lagoon water on her skin mingled with the sweat that had come from the combination of heat and the fear of being found wandering naked on this island of pirates, scoundrels, and worse.
As she snatched back her shirt, Tommy considered fighting her for it, but just opened his hand and let the soft fabric glide along his palm. He smiled at her, thinking about the same material he'd had in his hand covering that pale, lovely, wonderfully freckled skin. Especially her breasts...he licked his lips without thinking about it as she'd rebuttoned the blouse, tucking them away as best she could without bra or corset or anything. "It's not like I knew it was yours, is it?"
He let his eyes drop to her barely covered bottom and the strong, shapely legs leading up to them. "Well, least not 'til I saw you naked and all. What's up with that? Why were you bathing in the lagoon, and why was Johnny here? More importantly...where'd he go?"

Tommy nodded as she'd gone on, listening to her story with all the facial expression of a mother listening to why he'd been found with fruit juice and pie crumbs on his face and her pie pan all empty on the table. When she was done, he moved closer to her...slowly...one step at a time. "Kitchen maid, is it? Let's see your hands then...come on...", Tommy entreated gently with her, holding his own hands out with their palms up, his eyes flickering down past them to the flashes of red hair beneath the bottom of the shirt she now wore.
He licked his lips again and swallowed the sudden mouthful of saliva he found he had acquired.

 

[SmkyMtnRain]

Bartholomew

The figure leaned over the rock barrier and watched the waves crash along the beach below, sighing as he considered the options before him and how with each they all promised...DEFEAT.

Never before had he used that word, NEVER in the bloody battles that raged on the deck of a ship or the sand of a beach on some uncharted island, NEVER even when it seemed all was lost and by sheer will he had forced a solution...

The wind tore at the thick, shoulder length black hair and the tall figure brushed it out of the way of his blue eyes, ignoring the irritation as he pondered greater problems.

*Why?* He growled out loud and with two lithe, long steps moved to the near empty jug and snagged it, pitching it to his lips to drain the last of the burning liquid down his throat before moving back to the open window. *Why after following me across every one of the seven seas, sharing our drink, our food....even our blood....did the men who called themselves the loyal crew of the Bloody Witch and me....resist?*

Deep inside the man he knew the answer, and as the alchohol flooded thru his veins it did not blur...did not stop him from admitting the truth...

"Tis the way of Zeus" The words came from his lips, the tone and meaning both low and dark "I am what all claim me to be, a PIRATE, a leader of ruthless and fearless men...and on the high seas I bow to no one...or no country"

And that was the crux of it. His small fleet of ships and fearless men were equal to all that he came across, as they soon found out as thier blood poured from them, thier jewels plucked from thier once fine clothing...thier woman stolen away to be forced into a life unimaginable.

Black Death he was called on the wide ocean tops and in bedrooms where mothers wished to scare thier little children to bed.

Terror of the seas, murderer of the innocent and rapist of the pure, all of it indeed.....was true.

And no one dared try to stop him for over and over again he had proven himself on the deck of a ship...or the bed of a lass.

"I am a pirate" HE admitted to himself and swung over the barrier, pulling broadsword and the nearly empty bottle with him. "NOT a leader of farmers and merchants"

And with those words the dark figure walked the beach, looking for answers on how to lead his valiant crew into the world he knew they must enter...or in a few shorts years, die from.




"Kitchen maid, is it? Let's see your hands then...come on..."

The words cut into the dark thoughts of the man, coming from an area forbiden to all save himself and the rare, invited guest.

And as he recognized the sounds of a mans voice...a female voice came as well, guiding him to the bushes where they knelt...

"WHO violates the beach which I claim as my private haven?"

The voice came loud, clear and violent now, the heavy sword steady and ready to strike down any that might dare oppose him...to punish those who broke HIS rule...for he was...

Black Bart

 

[Destiny]

Oh shit!

"Kitchen maid, is it? Let's see your hands then...come on...",

Tommy approached his hands out and waiting for my own hands to move forward, instead ai Backed away and fast. Johnny was gone and all that stood between her and freeedom was this person. She stood her full height not mouch more then his shoulder and she placed her hands on her hips and she smirked as she opened her mouth.....

"WHO violates the beach which I claim as my private haven?"

Wow she even stunned herself at tthe words that came from her mouth?...no not hers...his.

She turned and blinked and there standing bigger then life was the scariest man she had ever seen. Words failed her as she watched him approach his cutlass weilded and he was advancing quickly. Anne didn't have time to react beyond doing something she had never done in her life....

She fainted....

 

[SmkyMtnRain]

Blackie

"Tommy! What in all of Hades are you doing here with THIS street urchin?!?"

The words rang over my lips and then I laughed, imagination giving way to an answer as I looked down at the unmoving woman.

"Have you gona def and killed her, lad?" I wondered and looked at the boy...boy in my mind though the years were few that seperated us...boy only because I had killed more scores of men with my hands then he had lived....years.

"The lass does not have the mark of my island upon her?" I remarked, curiousity giving way to anger now, the trespass all but forgotten. "And yet her dress tells me she is not of one of our ships...nor a freewoman"

I had insisted on branding all the enslaved women...marking them upon the eve of the auction if they were to stay on my island...no escape unless they were of the right spirit, brave and strong enough to survive one of the fighting ships.

"Explain yourself and this woman, young Tom" I demanded "Or face my longwhip if you dare lie to me"

 

[Remec]

Oh shit, indeed

Tommy let his stance ease a bit, thrusting one hip slightly forward and resting his weight on the backwards foot...ready to spring after the woman should that slight wavering motion of her body mean she was going to take off into the night. But she decided to argue and planted herself. She was going to say something but never did as someone else spoke first.

The young man's own stance shifted almost immediately to what hers had been. Blackie! he sighed inwardly. Why was he down here? Tommy couldn't think for a bit. It hadn't made sense. Unless...perhaps the old pirate hadn't really wanted to punish his woman like he'd done. There were a lot of things that the pirate life called one to do or to suffer merely because that's "how things are done."
Much of life was like that Tommy had found in his short life. It was one of the reasons he'd really not wanted to join a pirate ship if he could really help it.

He snapped back to the moment when Blackie called his name and began grilling him. Mumbling, incoherent stammers were all that fell from Tommy's mouth. His brain was becalmed and neither the signal flags of his speech nor the rudders of his legs wanted to work. Then the last bit of Blackie's words sparked him into action...well, speaking, at any rate.

"Explain yourself and this woman, young Tom, or face my longwhip if you should dare lie to me."

Swallowing nervously, Tommy gave a slight shrug. "I think I saw her yesterday, but she'd gone hiding. I found her on the beach a bit ago. She'd been bathing and a shirt I'd found and picked up had belonged to her. She grabbed it back, sure enough, and covered her tophalf...and too much of the bottom, sad to say...and gave me some story about her having been a maid washed ashore in the storm o' a few days ago, but I was just beginning to question her when you came upon us."
He met Blackie's eyes and nodded slightly, the way people will when saying something they want folks to believe or approve of. "I was going to get to the bottom of things as best I could."

 

[Destiny]

Anne

She lay on the sandy coved beach now. Her long blonde hair fanned out around her head like a halo of light mixing with the sand. Her eyes closed her upper torso atleast covered by the man's shirt she wore. The upper part of the shirt gaped open and exposed her down to below the breasts. The only thing vible being the inside curve of both breasts. Her breathing rising and falling as she continued to lay there passed out. Her ass and hisp were covered as well but just barely the large shirt coming to just above the knee on here when she was standing.

Anne moaned a bit ,but that is all she did as Tommy stammered out his answer.

 

[SmkyMtnRain]

Blackie

Many things I knew about each of the "free men and women" that were on our tiny Isle and I nodded at his explanation, trusting my judgement as I did in each situation.

"Tis Good on several accounts, lad. Bring the wench with you and we'll have a talk about things that have rested on my mind about ye"

There was no use to stand on the beach over the half nude woman...not when there was grog and mutton in my own abode only 30 fathoms away.

"And lad?" I added over my shoulder with a grin as he knelt beside the still woman. "Enjoy the wench all you want as you carry her...But be warned, I've seen hellcats awaken from sleeping pussy's"

It struck me as funny, the face Tommy made as he hefted the woman into his sturdy arms, as if wishing at that moment he could toss her back to the sea where she claimed to have come from.

"But then perhaps she be a mermaid" I continued, checking over my shoulder occasionally as we climbed off the beach and towards the rock faced wall looming ahead of us. "You did mention she claimed to have come from the seas, correct?"

My mood had lightened, slightly at the expense of the young lad burdened with the not so unconcious woman, and from looking forward to discovering who that woman truly was.

"Lad, I kin smell you now that I'm downwind of ya and insist the first thing you do after we eat is to use the bath"

Indeed in my humble dwellings I had found a natural hotspring and tapped into it, mixing cool water from the mountains above to create a grotto that served as many things, a lovers tryst...a place to meditate and drink the night away... and in Tommy's case...

"A bath never hurt any seafaring man and tis time we had that talk"

I slid aside a huge solid door and waved him inside, not missing the half opened eyes of the curvaceous burden he was carrying, nor how they quickly closed when she became aware I was looking.

"DROP her on the skins over there" I grinned at Tommy and lifted a full bottle of red wine captured from a Spanish freighter. "When she awakens we'll take a closer look at her, til then we will fill our bellies"

 

[Destiny]

Anne Bonny

I was lifted by Tommy and we walked a bit, I could feel his body against mine, and I definitely did need smelling salts to awaken me from my slumber. GAWD didn't ANY of these heathens take a bath.

I held my piece though the man leading us to his room scared me. He was a big man and he exuded power it was no wonder these men followed him, he was that magnetic.

"DROP her on the skins over there" .......... "When she awakens we'll take a closer look at her, til then we will fill our bellies"

He knew..he saw me awake, and when he said that I popped up my head and barely prevented myself from being dumped unceremoniously onto the floor. I stepped away from Tommy almost as if he were on fire that is how bad he stunk. I looked at the large man that dwarfed the huge room. and it had the huge cathredral ceilings and was as big as a normal sized house...only it was one room. Of course I was used to these huge rooms like this, but it seemed Tommy wasn't he gaped at the fine artistic work the spaniards had done to the room ....ashame the manse was only half livable the other half having been destroyed by a fire.

 

[Remec]

Tommy

Tommy stirred himself into action as Blackie told him to bring the woman and come along with him. He knelt beside her, looking down on her in the sand and stray palm fronds. She was angelic, the way she had fallen after fainting, but Tommy remembered how she'd laid into Johnny back at the shack and shook his head. "Fire and brimstone and nothing but trouble...", he muttered softly, grimacing a bit as he slipped his hands under her back and thigh and lifted her off the ground.

He pulled her close against his chest, getting another glimpse of her lovely breasts as the shirt gathered a bit in the center, but then he turned her and placed her over his left shoulder. His right hand still rested against her legs, but lower down, holding them to him so they didn't swing as he walked and strike him or through him offbalance. His other hand seemed to gravitate across the small of her back and over the curve of her bottom, he caressed her ass almost without thinking...his fingertips slowly feeling their way through the cleft between her cheeks.

"And lad?", said from behind him, just as he picked her up. "Enjoy the wench all you want as you carry her...But be warned, I've seen hellcats awaken from sleeping pussy's" Tommy froze midstep and realized what his hand had been up to and pulled it back to merely rest upon her ass, giving it a squeeze now and then as they moved along the sandy path from the lagoon back to the central living areas of Blackie and his crew.

He mused to himself as they trotted along. Thinking how he'd been spending so much time and energy avoiding Blackie's notice and attention, and here this woman had brought him right to the pirate leader's doorstep...and into his home, even. {Now what am I going to do?}, he wondered. His thoughts had strayed from the woman or even Blackie until the older man had stepped past him complaining of his smell.

Tommy sighed and shook his head. His mother'd be turning in her grave...assuming she had one, as he'd not seen her since he was 12...she'd always tried to teach him a proper way to behave and conduct himself. And, truely, Tommy tried his best to live up to what he recalled her telling him. Last thing he'd wanted was to end up another typical island resident...avoiding soap and water like the plague...

When they arrived, he merely nodded to Blackie's comments. Tommy had gone silent as they finished the hike from the lagoon. His skin suddenly felt grimy and sticky...caked with sand from the woman's body...seemingly a fountain of sweat from the exertion of carrying her, not mention the warm night and the nervousness he felt over being in Blackie's presence...especially if he smelt bad. He went to set her upon the place Blackie'd indicated, only to have her spring up and back off from him like he was a devil.
Then he saw the look in her eye and the way her nose twitched. {Aye, a devil o' a stench...} he thought and turned to Blackie,"Beggin' pardon, sir...but, might I wash up afore we eat? I'm feeling dirtier than I was a while ago, and it might make the meal more...(he cut a glance back at the woman)...pleasin'?"

 

[Destiny]

Anne

I watched the boy plead for a bath and I was a bit astounded. Weren't they allowed to bath when they wanted to? How could anyone NOT want people around him to bathe? I shook my head and noticed my dishevelled appearance and tugged my shirt down along my limbs as I watched both men now. Blackie sitting self confidently on hsi chair sipping whatever he got his hands on, and now Tommy his nervousness? around Blackie. I didnt' realize that this was THE Pirate of the Sea. This was a man that bought and sold women like they were mere trinkets. My long blonde hair filtered along my shoulders and arms and finally my hips as I looked back at the man watching him his dark black hair and his eyes now piercing me with thier gaze.

I met his gaze with a full one of my own and unwavering one. He had scare me on the beach under the moon's light I mean who wouldn't be scared with a man waving a cutlass around and bellowing like some wounded beast. I placed my hands on my hisp and stood taller,"And I DEMAND you send a note to my father for what ever price you want so I can get off this god forsaken island."

 

[SmkyMtnRain]

Blackie

" Aye Tommy, All that I have is yours to use and enjoy, Just put it back when you're done with it"

I grinned as he frowned at the words and explained further, knowing I had slighted his honor with my invitation.

"Tis a jest, Lad. My castle...such as it is...is yours to enjoy and I trust ya...otherwise it would be me poor back aching from lugging this wench up the hillside and your head laying in the sand"

I met his eyes and something was exchanged between us...an understanding of trust...and also of how it stood between us. He was my guest and I approved and as long as he behaved to my rules, came under my protection and genorousities...

"I'll be keeping the WENCH company, we'll wait for ya" I grinned and turned my attentions to the brave but tiny figure next to me.



,"And I DEMAND you send a note to my father for what ever price you want so I can get off this god forsaken island."

Grinning I folded my own arms and stepped up to her, looking down into her face to study it...and everything else below her chin.

"And what makes ya think I'll be interested in his money?"

The words came out as I intended, a leering laughing that finished with a savage, serious note.

"Maybe it's what lies beneath that filthy rag that has caught my eye?"

And then I laughed, the sound echoing off the walls and spanish paintings of a green homeland...and I grinned down at the waif.

 

[Destiny]

Anne

I looked up at him and I looked up at him and I looked up at him. I barely came to the man's chest and as he stood over me my head had to lift to look up at him. When he spoke his voice was like a blast of a foghorn in a lonely fog ridled night. LOUD. I flinched but I narrowsed my eyes,"because i am Earl's daughter and A Duke's fiancee. YOu will release me or face the wrath that only the english army can bring down on your head."

I hoped he wouldn't point out that my ship had been lost at sea, that when I didn't arrive home and when I didn't arrive at my intended destination the two would collaborate and come up with , I was dead. I wasn't I stood my ground facing the pirate and waited.

His eyes stared over me and the long shirt barely gave me the protection that a layer of air would, it was like he could see every detail beneath the shirt and I wasn't even wearing it.

 

[SmkyMtnRain]

amused and more...amused

"And how is it that I should tremble at an Army that can't swim?" I returned with glee, enjoying the battle that was about to begin. "Or a Navy that can't float a ship worth fighting, without getting lost?"

The thought amused me and again I laughed, not at the brave waif before me, but at the idea of the British....navy!

"Why last month I was greeted by three of thier so called best and before I could fire a round they run into each other, then discharged a salvo into the side of the Admirals own ship! I was barely able to clean out the holds of one ship before they all went to Zeus's own graveyard below!"

I had placed a hand on her shoulder, fingering the coarse cloth and knowing it wouldn't be found in her wardrobe...that the shirt had came from one of my own men, then tugged at it...the top button letting loose and dropping to the rock floor.

"I'm waiting for yer answer, Lass"

 

[Destiny]

I was not amused, how dare he laugh at my countrymen. I watched him laughing at me, making fun of those that would save me, if I could be saved.

When he reached out and placed his hand on my shoulder, his touch was barley felt but I slapped his hand away none the less , not able to catch the shirt before it fell to pull at my feet. I stood there now naked before him my hair barely covering my yuong body. I bent down and picked up the shirt but not before he got a good look at me. My breasts were not huge like a sluts, but they fit well with my body. I was definitely no boy, nor did I have the look of one. I was 18 and still growing into my body at least. My stomach was flat and like the rest of me smooth as silk and as white as fresh made cream. The hair at the apex of my thighs was blonde like the hair on my head. I gathered the shirt to me as if that would protect me,"How dare you, Decease and desist this instance. I will ask you nicely to PLEASE send me home to my father, you will be well for your troubles. ALl men like gold." I lifted my head as if I weren't standing there naked before this huge man.

Little did I know there was a full mirror behind me giving a nice view of my back and rounded ass and long trim legs.

 

[SmkyMtnRain]

amused and aroused

"Aye Lass" I agreed admiring the sights before me "Gold comes in many forms, coin...bar and rounded, firm buttocks"

So brave and yet so tiny and alone. My eyes narrowed at the memory of what had happened to someone so like her not too many years ago...And at the hands of the very people she defended.

"After we dine you will bathe and dress" I informed her in a cool voice, suddenly tired of the play. "I have just the thing that suits your position and stature...No man alive will say that I don't know how to treat a lady nor have to. I am not the savage your eyes make ME out to be"

"At least not until I've verified you are what you claim to be" I warned, knowing I had a Naval officer in the hold of my own vessel, and his jacket was not just red from his blood.

I ignored her and moved toward the great desk, a huge, hardwood thing that was only slightly burned, the ornate gold trim on it still in place and shimmering in the light of the lantern. Unrolling one of the many rolls stacked on one side I spread it, then placed a bag of coin on each corner to hold it.

"Eat if you wish" I called over my shoulder. "The food is fresh and hot and plenty for all"

I took minutes to pour over the map, my own notes placed in careful scribble over the areas I thought needed improvement, or fortified against attack.

A noise behind me and I grinned, she had moved to the table and food, but lifted a heavy blade used to cut the meat...

"If ya want to stab me in the back, ya need to use something that will get my attention"

 

[Destiny]

He was laughing at me still, no laughed at me and I was tired of his voice too it grated along my ears. I took a step back and as he turned and gestured to the bathes were Tommy was and then to the clothing so I may dress I watched his hand and looked were he had.

When he looked back at me I could see the spark of admiration he had for me, and when he found I was telling the truth I knew I would have his respect more. But still he taunted me and that was not something I could stand.

When his back awas too me I quickly re-donned the long shirt and walked closer to the table. My stomach gave an audible growl that could be heard in the room and then I saw it the glitter of the knife. It gleamed dully in the lantern light. I picked it up and aimed it at his back.

"If ya want to stab me in the back, ya need to use something that will get my attention"

the knife clattered back to the table, atleast he was offering food and clothing and hadn't done more then look at me. I reached for a peach and a pear and sank my teeth into the peach the juice dribbling down my chin. I hadn't eaten what johnny had brought and I don't know how long I was out cold on the beach. The peach tasted like the nectar of the gods though as I ate it like an animal rather then the lady I was claiming to be.

I finished it and finally ate the paer more slowly. I moved to pour myself something that looked like wine from the pitcher, mamboo, I would learn it was a favorite pirate drink of rum and honey mixed with fruit juices. As good as it tasted it was highly alcoholic. I finished off one glass quickly and licked my lips clean completely ignoring the pirate going over his maps.

 

[SmkyMtnRain]

Blackie

Defeated again by the endless details I rose from the desk with a grunt and moved to the table.

"Tis time you gave me your noble name and birth name, lass" I spoke softly looking at the juice smeared face and smiling gently.

A hand I lifted slowly, snagging a silk linen with the intent of wiping some of the trail of fruit and drink away and the women shirked before me, drawing back from my intent.

"Unless you prefer me calling you lass and wench?" I continued, pushing the cloth into her hand and reaching for a small peice of meat, then cheese.

"By my own rules on this Isle you'll be branded unless you quickly enter into negotiations, I can naught protect you long unless this happens"

I poured the mamboo into a glass then filled hers again, wondering about both our futures, and the men and women on the Island.

"Eat wench" I joked lightly and followed my own advice "You're much too skinny to be a pirates lady, yet"

 

[Destiny]

I flinched when he came nearer to me with the cloth, I still didn't trut this huge man before me. As he shoved the cloth into my hand I was watching him. My head was swimming a bit, the drink. I blinked owlishly at him and then took the cup he offered and drink half of it down I was soo thirsty.

"my name,"my words slurred a bit, I stood up straighter and lifted my head. "My name is Vicountess Regina Angelica Maria Carrington. " I burped loud and blinked and quickly covered my lips as I looked at him and flushed a bright red." But the name I go by is Anne, Anne Bonny."

I was watching him and it sunk in as he said,"Did you say BRAND me? As in carve something into my body? Like a common prisoner?" My head was swimming more no food in who knew how many days and then the effects of the Pirate drink were taking its toll. I swayed a bit and reached out to steady myself and the only thing I found was his arm. The pear fell from my hands and I reached up with my other hand as I whispered,"The drink..it..it was not fruit juice was it?"

This is an idea of what Anne looks like...

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This is from an AV site Aug 2003 http://www.lucylasticslair.com

 

[SmkyMtnRain]

"Aye Lass, fruit juices, honey....and the finest rum" I informed her and wrapped my arm around her waist as I digested her mile long name.

"But dinya let it worry ya, three mugs have put many a fullgrown lad under the table, so don't be worried if one makes ya light headed"

And then I quickly found out she was more than light headed as she swooned, forcing me to catch her, then scoop her up in my arms.

"Bonny Lass I'll call ya" I told the face now so close to me and marveled at how ferocious it could be in one moment, then peaceful as it was now. Striding across the floor I pushed open a door and stepped into another room, filled with furniture and a four post bed. "Sleep, Bonny Lass, It will wear off and leave you refreshed"

This time her sleep wasn't feigned and I drew a cover over her to fend off the nights cooler air.

"Rest well" I told her and brushed the mass of hair away from her face "In the morn you will need all your strength"

 

[Destiny]

flying...

I felt more then saw him lift me up and I nuzzled my head into his shoulder as he began to carry me like a small child to his bed. I barely reached the door before I had already drifted off to sleep.

I nuzzled into the bed as a cover was dran over me, my long blonde hair flowed out behind me and along the pillow that I nestled into. Exhaustion and the fright I had had over the last two days and finally the drink had taken their one finall outcome to knock me off my feet.

That night I dreamed of the storm that had brought me to the island. The lightening flashed the rain pummled me and all I could do was cling to a piece of wood and barely could scream with each wave that crested and sent water over my head. I saw the large man too his face looming over me as I fought the waves to keep afloat, he was egging me on. Still I slept through the noght although fitful.

 

[Remec]

Tommy

The bathing chamber Blackie had rigged up was, indeed, unlike anything Tommy had encountered before. He had an idea how it worked, but wasn't that interested, really. As long as it was warm and soothing and helped him to get himself clean and smelling decent again, that was all he needed from a bath.

Well, perhaps someone to bathe with he amended as his thoughts ran back to the other room. To the way she'd looked standing there all defiant. Different than she had laying on the beach, but still lovely and...something Tommy couldn't quite put his finger on. On the other hand, truly, something he could and was putting many fingers on was stretching itself within his grasp, enjoying both the warm bath water as well as the pull of his hand and the memories of watching the woman at the lagoon and walking about looking for her shirt.
She'd looked slightly different then. The moonlight and the wetness of her hair had made him think she was more red than blonde, but as it had dried Tommy'd quickly seen she merely had highlights of that colouring. The rich gold of her hair fit her so well. Although, from the spirit he'd seen her have with both Blackie and Johnny, he bet redheads ran in her family somewhere or another.

Spying himself in a mirrored surface along the far wall, Tommy looked at his own mass of unkempt curls. There was a reason, he guessed, why the pirate's were only just now getting around to bespeaking him on joining a crew...why the women in the town viewed him as still a bit of an urchin...he'd never pass to being taken for an adult until he began looking and acting the part more, he supposed.
He let his hand fall away, despite the whining call that part of his body made in his mind, and stretched to allow his torso to slip into the bathing pool and his head to go under. Wetting his hair thoroughly, he soaped it up and cleaned it as much if not moreso than he had the rest of him. Then he found a brush and stroked it as often as it took to get it under control, tying it back with a ribbon some previous bather had left behind, than regarding himself in the glass again.
He tilted his head and nodded slightly. Damn, he was almost presentable. He was still a bit on the lanky side...lean and wiry for his height...but he could see where his arms and thighs were beginning to fill in from some of the chores Mistress Boone at the tavern put him to in return for meals and a place to sleep. He smiled, watching something else trying to fill in and remind him of what he'd not finished earlier, but he was probably gone too long as it was. He stepped to a rack near the entrance to the chamber and dressed himself from clothes that were obviously not Blackie's, too small and short by far, and then put his own boots back on and returned to where he'd left Blackie and the woman.

He entered into the room to find Blackie tucking the woman into bed beneath the covers where he'd set her down originally. He watched the older man brushing his hand through that lovely blonde hair and the coughed lightly into his hand to give notice of his arrival. "You wanted to speak to me, sir? And, you mentioned food?"