Treasure Hunt(Closed)

[Chief Baliff Ealora]

Warning: Adult Situations and Violence does occur in this storyline. You be warned!


Jack Trades: -=The lightening sky was crowned with the first sliver of the sun's profile cresting over the horizon. At the stern of the ship, leaning against the railing near the helm, was the oilskin clad figure standing stolidly as if it were a new figurehead waiting to be installed on the bow.=- (d)

Shaden: Coming up behind him she moved to his side... " Still the silent treatment?" ever since her little episode in the tavern he had been.. well silent and pensive.. almost as if waiting to explode.. the short trip back to Skye.. had been well... to say the least strained.. and it seemed as if every time he looked at the bruise on her face he turned into a thunderstorm waiting to happen.. " It really was a fluke.. that we got caught up in.." she offered softly trying to cajole him back into something of good spirits at least.

Ealora: Slowly the Captain appeared but not from anywhere expected, she slowly ascended from the mast having tightened the ropes of the sails since day began to break, it took finesse, it took talent, it took balance as to not tip over and fall either into the sea or splat, a messy death on deck. Luckily, years aboard a ship gave her the skill to do her work with ease and only a small flutter in her stomach at being so high up. It was a risk but wasn't that what life was about, taking risks. Boots collided into the floorboards of the ship and her jacket was pulled off a hooked nail on the mast and slowly one arm pushed in then the other before she made her way towards the helm noting both Jack and Shaden there. A brow rose on the stark looks on both their faces, Lovers quarrel? A tip of her head went to both of them"Mornin'"

Maahes: This was hell. He was in hell. For sure he felt that he had been damned for an eternity of suffering. Though the ship had no longer made him so ill he could not move, it still made him feel....less then what was before. Yet, it was green around his gills that made him wish the day had not started, but the large knot he was nursing from his sudden fall. Never in his life had he known what modern "spells" could do to a man. Only swords, arrows and other weapons had brought him down, but never a simple white cloth. How embarrassed he was..guilty..that the battle had been won without him. Raising from the bed he placed his feet flat on the floor and held his head between his palms. Slowly he started to coax himself to stand, "wahed, ithnaan, thalatha " Cursing under his breath he counted, and took his rise. Steps came a lot easier then he expected, but as he started to dress he found the room spinning for a few moments. "arba'a, khamsa, sitta" He continued to count closing his eyes for only a moment. The sun had risen without him? How strange that felt, the final days of Ramadan and he already was starting to fall behind.


Jack Trades: -=The hearty voice would rumble over a broad shoulder to Shaden without any inflection.=- I hope this has given ye a taste of how vulnerable the lot of us are. The lack of discipline is invitation to disaster. I expect ye tae swallow this lesson and exercise better situational awareness, otherwise that bruise may be surpassed by an eviscerated bowel. -=The wrinkled brim would dip in a nod to the captain.=- Captain, I have yer heading waiting fer ye.


Shaden:Not exactly the response she had hoped for.. she turned nodding to the Captain.. her lips pulled into a tight line " Morning Captain.. " the tenseness in her voice was a little hard to miss.. but nothing more was said as she moved down the stairs of the helm and onto the deck.. standing at the starboard side rail watching the waves out before her... if this was how he reacted to a little bar brawl.. who knew how he would react when he found out what she was employed to do ...by the Duke of Aberdeen.. ? pensiveness set in.. as she leaned her elbows on the deck rail and plunked her chin into her hands.. this was why she swore not to fall in love... tooo toooo complicated...

Ealora: A brow twitched upward the last few inches it would go at the mans words to Shaden. The woman was better then she was at biting her tongue. A tip of her head went to Shaden as she passed again. A turn of Celadon eyes went to Jack then and she nodded"Excellent."the sudden arrival of her first had her eyes turning away from him to give Sam a weak smile"Provide them with Sam here, he will be heading the helm."Celadon eyes turned again to Jack and her voice lowered as she turned towards him"What upsets you more that she was in a brawl or you were unable to protect her?"She'd heard of the incident and felt damned sorry to have missed giving the 'bad guys' a wallop. "She doesn't need a lecture Jack, the woman survived before you, she'll survive if anything happens to you. Just remember, your lucky to have someone, its an honor, its not automatically given to us because we think we deserve it." There she said her peace meaning nothing more by it then giving her own opinion damned if she was asked for it or not. Now where was he bull, he was probably in need of a pressure point to stop seasickness.

Maahes: voices outside the captain's quarters kept his attention, but it would be Ealora's voice that would lead him from the darkness. Rising from the shadows of the deck, the Lion stepped into the sun like stepping into a pool. Rays of light acted like water as they spilled over his skin bringing it to life. Dark bronze tones of his heritage coming forth, and coming alive. If he was feeling unwell then he was very good at hiding it, but he had mastered that in Roderick's captivity. Dark eyes regarded Sam as he passed and narrowed at the man. However they would instantly return to the monologue the Pirate Queen was giving. "What if it is both, Pirate?" He spoke in his deep rumble behind her. "That he could not have been there, and she was in a fight." Circling around her he kept his voice in that growl before turning his face towards the sea. "You would not feel so differently had the tables been turned." His frame stilled and turned after giving the ship a once over; of course crossing his bare arms over his chest. Wouldn't be Maahes if he didn't now would it?

Jack Trades: -=There was no change in the rumbling grumble as it continued towards the captain.=- On the contrary, Captain. If I do nae survive this journey, it is extremely unlikely that any of the rest of ye will. Ye imply that she is tough, then why do ye insist that I coddle her? I understand exactly what my place is and what she needs. It is a mistake to place her ego as a higher priority in this matter. -=The brim would swivel towards the first mate.=- When we clear the bay, your heading is 213' until we reach the nearest trade wind. After that, sail due east. If the weather holds, we should arrive before suppertime.


Shaden: It wasn't her ego that was bruised beyond the one that flawed her cheek.. her ego would survive any amount of his briskness.. perhaps some men were not as apt to notice or perhaps she had indeed succeeded in her Ice Princess demeanor once to often.. at any rate his words were mulled over and tucked away.. there was a lesson in there .. perhaps not the one he wished her to learn.. but then again.. each new situation taught multiple lessons.. straightening she glanced up at them.. and then headed below decks only to.. appear some ten minutes later .. clad not in skirts or a dress as usual but belted britches and a shirt, boots.. a knife tucked into her waistband as she moved to where the crew worked.. and perched upon a barrel.. taking up.. one of the sails.. that was being mended.. and setting to work.. She certainly wasn't going to sit around in the cabin doing needlepoint.


Sam’s eyes moved from the slanted glare of the beast, now what the hell had he done to be glared at by the beast. Sneering in return he didn't break his gaze till the man gave the heading. He held Jack's gaze for a moment before turning a look to the Captain.

Ealora: Ealora eye's were on Maahes but they turned briefly to Sam and she gave a nod of her head “Do as he says, this once” She sent a wink to her second before returning a look to the two men.” It could be both, true, but I wouldn't lecture the person I love when they very well know the lesson. I am not saying to coddle her Jack. I'm saying she doesn't need a lesson, least of all from you. She is strong, all women have the power within them to be more then barefooted skirt wearing figures bred to meet the demands of a hard assed egotistical husband who looks at them only to bear their sire. As if a woman is any less. and No, I would not feel any different were I placed within his shoes but that doesn't mean I am going to lecture you on what can not be changed. I am not going to lecture the person I love for their role in what transpired. Only embrace the fact they survived. A little bruised, a small bump and no worse for wear then before. I'm merely saying, is to give Shaden more credit. Look at her now, she is not sitting there doing nothing. She is helping, guiding the sails, not cowering in a corner. I'll say no more of it though, I'm not going to talk about her as if she weren't here. These are close quarters gentleman, we have a long day ahead of us and no where to escape each other. We're better off agreeing to disagree."

Maahes: "Then it is a disagreement, and we will leave it at that." Whoa someone check his head, "but no love of mine would see the inside of a fight or captain a ship." His eyes squared away with Ealora's proof of how very serious he was. "My wife." He took a deep breath. "Would do only as asked, and tend to what women are meant to." He lowered his voice to almost whisper. "I do not think I could handle it any other way." Jane.


Jack Trades: -=The wrinkled brim shook slowly.=- 'Tis nae a disagreement. It be clear tae me now that ye have me confused fer someone else. Though further discussion is likely unproductive. -=The hulking frame turned as if mounted upon hinges, taking a step and then pausing. The hearty voice would rumble in an afterthought.=- Though fer future reference, it be redundant fer ye tae give me leave tae deliver bearings and then have ye affirm the mate. Would ye prefer that I deliver them tae ye fer yer review first?

Shaden: Delicate hands made quick and precise stitches in the canvass, a bone thimble slipped over her forefinger to keep from puncturing it as she pushed through the tough fabric.. the sailors who held up various ends of the sail doing like work talked and joked amongst themselves many hands made light work.. and did not deny the extra pair of hands that so expertly seamed the rips in the sailcloth. A slightly rony sailor who seemed more bones and sinew than muscle settled beside her " Iffn I say so myself Miss.. he has no right to bark at you so.." he stuttered and spoke.. She turned looking at him... oddly... funny she didn't remember seeing him onboard before.. and she had a very good memory.. " He is a foolish man who thinks he owns me " she snorted.. and jabbed harshly at the canvas.. now noting a few things about the man.. he was.. unusually dirty.. most of Ealora's crew were clean.. for the most part.. and his clothing.. was not that of a sailor.. though used and torn.. and dirty.. they were more a landlubbers style trouser and shirt.. his boots more for riding than.. deck side.. " I don't believe I have had the pleasure of you Name... MR?" the question was posed as she directed seemingly all her attention to the cloth before her.. pretending to absently be interested in his name.. "Smith" he offered "Josiah Smith" he held out a grimy hand toward her... dark eyes razing her form as if cataloging each curve.. " Pleasure Miss.. " his hands returned to his work..

Ealora: "Sam's not used to taking orders from someone other then I, Jack, I have to give him credit for gaining my approval. I wouldn't be Captain of this ship then would I? “She returned to Jack before fire laced eyes were turned to Maahes"If you seek to gain a wife that does only ask she is asked to do and what women are meant to, providing your talking about bearing only children and tending to a house, I'm sure there are plenty of women out there willing to do it, but not I...You'd be more then mistaken if you ever think I'd take a position likeness to a servant. “Slave, she was going to say slave but the word was bitter on her tongue and knowing some of Maahes background, it was better she reframed a little then having two people lost to Jack's quest. Celadon eyes caught the grimy man next to Shaden, she was just to angry to focus completely on that situation at the moment. More focused on this one she was.

Maahes: He had to laugh then, pressing from his little stance to move closer. "It is not a..." He searched for the word, wanted the right word.. English Arabic it was starting to run together. "Duty, but an honor. Do you think for one moment that I am going to sit by while, my wife moves over the ocean without mercy?" Yeah he was going to do this right now. "Jack has every right to be angry with her." He whispered then as they stood but inches away. "And you would be wise to finish this while we are alone."

Jack Trades: -=The wrinkled brim would cant slightly to the side, a tinge of annoyance creeping into the grumble. The whisper was not lost upon his ears, but he still spoke at the end of it.=- That does nae answer the question, dear Captain. Shall I deliver them tae him, or tae ye? Which will be more efficient?

Shaden: Mr. Smith " she nodded softly " newly come to the Shadow Storm? " she turned a enchanting smile to him... then back to the sail.. hemming the edge perfectly... " Ohhh aye... fairly new.. " no use denying the fact.. though he wouldn’t elaborate " And you.. you be the barkers woman?" he cast a look up toward Jack.. and shrugged " In a manner of speaking I guess you could say.. he bought my services for this voyage " her hand lifted to her cheek softly.. then pushed back her copper curls.. what an actress it didn't take much to make Mr. Smith.. take instant pity and concern with her... thinking somewhere in the back of his mind that he could not only get information on the treasure that Jack..Trades was after.. but perhaps the woman in his bed as well " I'll tell you Miss... no woman deserves a hand on her.. no matter the money.." his hand reached to touch hers.. but a quick movement on her part turned the sail over and in the way of the gesture.. Suddenly she stood.. handing the sailcloth to him " Mr. Smith.. there is no other option " the look on her face was one of a damsel in distress.. of course she was playing him like a finely tuned fiddle.. he was a spy.. she was sure of it.. and now she would watch him like a hawk.. and show... Everyone she was not just.. a bit of fluff.

Ealora: She was taken back by his words. For the first time in hell, forever, she could not read him completely. What the hell was he saying, while his wife moves over the ocean without mercy? She took that moment to look at Jack “Give them to Sam, your heading this voyage Jack. "She turned a stare at Sam for a moment who was looking at her and the beast exchanging words with a worried crease. A fiery stare went back at Maahes"An honor to serve a husband who commands her ever whim? That is a poor choice of words. Jack has a right to be angry with her? Likeness to you being angry at me for my wounds and my battle scars? Why because you aren't there to protect me? Should then I be angry at you for your wounds, because I was not there to protect you? “She moved forward to stand nearly chest to chest with the giant, the bull and her voice dropped to a whisper “you’re right though, we'll finish this in private.."

Maahes: This..THIS was what drove him crazy about her. How heated she made him, how angry they got at each other. Every eye was on them, but he felt none. One hand rose to brush her cheek lightly, the cool feel of the wind blown skin a rush under his heated palm. "You did not give me the chance to protect you." He whispered letting his hand fall to his side before stepping away. The man sitting next to the courtesan would quickly get his attention before his eyes shot to Jack. You take him from the right? I'll push him overboard? Asked with only a look, of you say when.

Jack Trades: -=The weather-beaten brim would dip in a casual nod to the two. Surely Maahes' keen senses would perceive a deliberate blocking of eye contact as the walking talking shadow would step away from them and out to the rail. A calloused hand would slip free of the poncho, holding a simple pocket watch. Gnarled fingers would flip the face open in a practiced motion, and just as easily close it and tuck it back under the folds of oilskin cloth. The brawny frame would resume its statue-like behavior, staring out at the sea.=-

Shaden: She retired from the company of the sailors.. moving back toward the rail were Jack stood... but she didn't stop beside him.. merely kept moving.. none but Jack would perceived the slight touch of her hand to his.. as she made her way aft.. past the helm.. and out of sight of most aboard.. especially Mr. Smith

Ealora: Her hand raised to catch his just as it brushed her skin. For a moment her lids fluttered closed then opened again as she released his wrist and let out a sigh. She was still boiling mad but lord did he gave a way of cooling the pot just a bit. “You may still have that chance....but you can't protect me all the time Maahes.."She'd whisper back before he stepped away. She took a step back herself and turned on booted heels to join some of the men with work around the deck.*

Maahes: It was in that motion that he knew the smith well enough to take note of every action. Where Jack was the cool, Maahes was the heat. He did not hide his apprehensions so well, but learned to work them in to his 'routine'. Slowly the Beast would work his way around the back of the small group, pretending to be interested the workings of the ship. His mind seeming lost in the rigging, but in truth it was working around death. He was born for this, the art of battle being second nature; something he did not need to think about--just go. With Ealora safe out of the way, Shaden moved from her spot, he stood just behind the man with his eyes burning into Jacks.

Jack Trades: -=Several moments passed after the sailing-clad Shaden had passed by. There was no motion. No glances. Nothing that might have even been misconstrued as a signal. Without any pretense, his bulk turned and hob-nailed boots thumped rhythmically after Shaden's path, following her out of sight. As he closed their distance closed, he said nothing, and the rhythmic thump faded to an eerily soft pad easily masked by the slosh of waves.=-

Shaden: Once out of sight of the bulk of the crew she waited for him to arrive.. her eyes softening as he appeared.. " There is a spy aboard.. one of the crew.. that was not there when we left for Skye... his clothes are not.. worn but made to appear worn,, the hem and underneath are clean as a whistle.. and he covers his English accent with a mixture of cantney.. and highland.. I don't think.. he's here to actually steal the treasure.. just to gain information." she nodded softly... " Be careful Jack.. and keep a wary eye.. on your things.. pertaining to the treasure " she smiled softly.. then winked.. nothing more to give away that the quarreling lovers were indeed.. not quarreling at all.. she brushed back past him heading up to the Helm where Ealora and Sam were...

Ealora: Maahes always had a way of leaving her a mass of anger, confusion, emotion filled and curious. Damn the man, no one could help who they loved and she knew it all to well at that moment. It did not stop her from noticing the man who talked with Shaden as being someone new to her crew, unlikely as she screened each person who boarded her ship as a crewmate. Perhaps the only one who knew with only one glance that something was amiss. Then again it felt as if she wasn't the only one who knew something was up. The crew was experienced, enough that they didn't need her help at the moment and she turned to the helm with Sam who continued to stare at her with concern every once in a while. She in return gave him a slanted glare meaning back off till Shaden approached. "My apologizes Shaden, I did not mean to talk about you as if you were not there “She knew all to well the wind could carry a conversation farther then anyone intended it to go. So she intended to not let any words alert the unwanted. I know what your going to say.*

Maahes: The wind was blowing, there was something on the air. Was it a chill of cold or excitement as Maahes took his first look out over the oceanside. Pretend to be interested in something else, Maahes. Though it was not hard to realize in the beauty of the sea. The words, danger Spy, treasure always seemed to run together.

Jack Trades: -=Following her up onto the helm, the burly figure would roughly pull Shaden to him, burying his face into her neck. In the close quarters, the veil of shade parted enough to give Shaden clear view of his grizzled features if she turned. The voice was but a whisper in the broadest of definitions, more a mouthing of the words with puffs of breath pressed between them.=- Good work, sweetie. I want tae know who he's working for, if anyone. Be brief, he'll know he's been made soon if nae already by the crew's unease. Now slap me, hard.

Shaden: She waved her hand idly as if chatting at a socialite dinner.. " Think nothing of it.. I appreciate the sentiment.." she smiled softly turning her back to the deck and looking over the rigging on the aft mast.. " Tell me.. how...she was taken by surprise as he came up behind her.. she turned suddenly as if he had accosted her..his words heeded.. her hand lifted and smacked the living piss out of him turning his head.. " Don't you ever think... for one minute Ever !" she railed at him... pushing him.. before taking off in a near run.. down the stairs and into the long hallway below.. Once there.. she waited.. making tears well up in her eyes.. and right on cue... who should arrive a few minutes later Mr. Smith " Miss... don't cry.. " he offered.. an handkerchief.. clean..too clean to her as he made his way to her side... A few sniffles and she took the cloth.. blowing her nose loudly.. " I can't stand it anymore.. he just paws me like an animal.. " again with the sniffle... her hands rubbing her eyes like a way ward child.. it was then his accent took on the English tone.. dropping all pretense " Miss you help me find out where this treasure is... and I can promise you... you will never suffer his touch again..." his hand reached out to take hers... " I will see him.. and this pirate crews end... My Lord Maurbury will see to it... " he spoke with conviction.. and it was almost sad to know that he would likely die for the same ones. " Maurbury? the English Lord...?" she played dumb... " He wants the treasure ?" her eyes were wide.. as she feigned weakness and leaned against the wall behind her...

Ealora: There was a twitch to her lips in a smile as she offered the woman a wink “Think nothin' of it..us women got to stick together." Then there was Jack and she fixed her face into a scowl, she was not quite the actress Shaden was but she could do her fair share. Even when she smacked the living hell out of Jack, she kept her cool and face. A brow rose giving the definition of, you deserved that even as Shaden disappeared downstairs she waited till the spy followed. Opening her mouth to say something she was cut off by the call of an unseen crewman within the mast. "Ship approachin on the starboard Cap'n". Ealora mothers closed as she moved towards the side of the ship and gripped the netting to pull herself up onto the rail and lean out to view the approaching ship.

Maahes: Perhaps someone should have clued Maahes in on this little 'game' cause when the sound of Shaden's hand went across Jack's face an animal rose up inside his orbs. He could tear her heart out in that minute and be perfectly ok with it. Instantly he stalked across the deck coming up to Trade's side. "You are going to let her walk away from that?!" He narrowed his eyes to Jack, "She had no right to hit you! Go.." He pointed in the direction of Shaden and this..Wait, was she talking to someone else. "Jack, if you don't do something I will." Was he searching the man's face for something broken or marks like a mother? Yes..yes he was.

Jack Trades: -=The burly frame would visibly bristle at the strike and the hearty voice soured to a gravel-ladened growl, rumbling like thunder peeling off its fickle creator as he shouted after her.=- Ye lift a hand tae me again, and mount it tae me wall, whether yer still attached tae it or nae! -=Muttering curses under his breath, he would pause and say something unintelligible but undoubtedly salty to Maahes. His face flesh was clearly reddened, but his nose still looked straight. The figure would pace agitatedly along the deck until the call came from the lookout. The brim snapped towards the starboard side, centering on the approaching ship. Without a moment's pause, a spyglass was produced from under the poncho, expanded, and brought to an eye.=- Damnit, not now... -=he would call up to the crow's nest=- What colors do they fly?

Shaden:"Maurbury ? you are in his employee?" she questioned.. " Your a spy " the dumb act was really stretching things but she pulled out the innocent look with a decidedly childlike believability " Are you insane.. do you know you are putting your life in Danger for a treasure we don't even know exist?" she looked scared.. pretense.. her eyes going to the open hatch that led down into the quarters and then further down into the bowels of the ship "we been shadowed since we left port by one of his ships... all you have to do is get me any information.. and then we can jump.. and they will pick us up.. before they destroy this pirate ship " he looked almost fevered his highest hopes becoming reality before his eyes... treasure.. the girl... and Lord Maurbuys' respect perhaps even a Title for all his work.. he turned looking toward the opening.. " We must hurry.. though... can you get to the map ?" he turned back.. just in time to feel the pointed blade of a dagger at his throat... she motioned with her other hand upward.. and out the opening... " I think The captain would like a word with you Mr. Smith " she ushered him out onto the deck at knifepoint.. her eyes never straying from her quarry.. until they were in sight of both the beast, the Captain.. and Jack.

Ealora:"English Sir! “The call came down from the ropes of the mast and the man present there. Ealora swang inward again and dropped down on deck. She moved towards Maahes and gripped him to jerk him to face her though her touch looked rough, it was surprisingly gentle “You would die before your stroke fell! “She hissed at him, but her eyes were as soft as they had ever been. Even with the fire he made burn within her both with emotion and anger. Do you feel me Maahes? You always can. There is a spy on board, easy. It's all a trick. Her body shielded them from the eyes of the crew on deck so that when her arm left his, it was a gentle caress. I love you. Just as her hand left his, Shaden appeared, with a knife at the mans throat and Ealora turned, this time her look anything but gentle. Had he any idea what she did to spies on her ship? He would beg for mercy when she was done with him.

Jack Trades:Damn Damn Damn -=Other curses fell onto the deck as the burly frame ran across the deck. The timbre of his voice rumbled over the general din of the crew coming to view the new ship.=- Captain, I donnae expect a warm welcome from them. I suggest we man the guns afore we start receiving fire. Maybe we can get the first shot. -=closing on Shaden and the spy, the voice soured again to a growl.=- Come, I have a purpose fer ye. -=With the speed of a viper's strike, a calloused hand latched onto the spy's throat, jerking and dragging him over the deck like so much grain.=- Shaden, grab a rope! -=Bodily throwing the spy against the railing, a long black curved blade poked out from under the oilskin cloth to hover over the spy’s throat.=- Yer pants. Remove them. -=Slightly dazed and confused, the spy blinked.=- Remove yer pants, er I will cut them from ye and anyhtin' else that might get in the way. -=With a shaky nod, the spy began to undress.=-

Shaden: A rope.. was gathered and handed to Jack.. her eyes wide.. she almost felt sorry for the man , because it was his.. feeling sorry for her.. that had revealed himself.. to be a spy " Jack... he might have information.. shouldn't you ... question him first?" she bit her lip.. and then quieted.. suddenly thinking that if MR Smith did live through this.. then.. he could indeed.. tell the English.. that she wasn't just a silly courtesan.. and considering her efforts for Aberdeen.. well.. the man needed to die..She was sorry for him.. but.. her own life and Jacks far outweighed that of the English spy.

Ealora:Ealora let her eyes slip away from the spy to Jack as he moved. Respect. She had it for him even if they did not see eye to eye. Moving to the railing, she gave out the call “Run out the cannons and load, be at the ready!" Turning, she moved towards Sam and jerked her head “Join the crew “she muttered as she took over the helm"Beng, to me...be ready to take the helm when I say." She called to the closet man helping to rig the cannons for battle. He was quick to move away from the cannon to join his Captain at the helm. Former pirate, ha, she loved the smell before battle!*

Maahes: "You can not wage a war on the English." He spoke above all, quickly snapping from the bit of rage and turning into the voice or reason. "YOU fly the colors of Skye now Ealora!! TO wage a battle against them can start a war! “Instantly he slipped back into the role of Lord General, like a good nobleman should. However, this was not just about their safety but for the likes of Skye. He wore her colors with pride. "We can not afford another war at this time, Jack." He moved his voice to a whisper to the man, "It's what I wanted to talk to you about the other evening." His accent made his words almost impossible to make out in such a quiet one-on-one to ears outside the small circle. There it was..his plea. "We have to run Jack." (d

Jack Trades: Aye, we should -=No time was lost. As he spoke, he hogtied the half-naked man with the rope gruffly in the reverse posture with his hands and feet behind his back.=- However, the arrival of his friends willnae give us that luxury. -=With that, the hulking frame tied the opposite end of the rope to the main mast, ran back, bodily picked the now wailing man up, and tossed him over the side to dangle in front of the gun deck level. The next sentence came almost as an aside, surely not heard over the pained angry cries of the spy.=- And I do hope they are yer friends. -=Turning back to Maahes, the voice rumbled again over the din.=- If we are tae run, now is the time. We have a meat shield. The war has already begun, Maahes. The question now is: who will fire first?

Ealora: She watched Maahes and then Jack and then back again. Muttering Egyptian curses under her breath because he was right. She flew Skye colors and damned if she was about to start a war that Skye could not handle at this time. It wasn't only her and her mens lives at stake now. "I'll not fire first, but if they fire on me all bets are off, I'll be damned if they rip my ship apart and kill my men and friends without a fight out of me."*

Maahes: "We can not be the ones, Jack." Instantly he snapped to Ealora. "You will fire when I say. Now get this ship into motion, and prove how worthy you are as a captain." His eyes turned out towards the sea, watching the ship pull forward. "They will not fire on us, not yet. Not all of the pieces are in place. "It would not be in Maeburies best interest to gun down the ship with people of Skye." Returning his eyes towards Jack and his bathtub toy he smirked. "Let him go." Now did that mean over the side or onto the deck. "Money is growing thin, Trades with the lost connection to the Queen. There will be many to come after your treasure if word gets out that we have sailed for it. Kill him. Let this ship chase us out into open water, then we will gun it down." He hated the word gun, as he felt they were but a cheating way of combat. However it was not like he could simply walk over to the next ship and start tossing punches. (d

Jack Trades: -=The burly figure stood and listened stolidly to Maahe's speech.=- Open yer eyes, Maahes. Whose tae say whom fired first? If we play by the rules we shall undoubtedly die by them, either here or at the end of a noose. As fer the rest, that I can agree with. -=Without another word, the burly frame would leap over the side, falling onto the dangling man to the tune of snapping joints and a wail of pain. The long black blade would emerge again, and lop off the source of the sound without any apparent effort. Hauling himself back aboard, one might even detect a hint of a chuckle in his voice as he cut the dead weight free.=- So then, how long do ye wish fer them tae tail us?

Maahes: "Let us leave that to our Captain. Pirate.." He smiled. "Take us away, "

Ealora: A fiery gaze was slanted on Maahes. True he was the lord General but the pirate in her was unwilling to relent to higher orders then her own. A point of brow went upward at Maahes words. "As you say bull". Celadon eyes moved to sweep the men “Pull in the sails, let her sit and let them move in closer". The boards creaked as the men moved to obey orders. Some climbed the mast with apparent swiftness as others hailed the sails, the white fabric billowed and protested as it swept upward. The ship lurched, apparently heading the loss of wind . The water slowly subsided by the ship, they were quickly losing speed and the other ship seemed to gain upon them with each passing second. The seconds ticked, flowing by like an eternity. "Cap'n!" Came the call from above. Ealora turned, hands still on the helm to see the bow of other ship approaching. "Loose the clouds boys and let her fly, drop aft line, fire at the slant then reload! “She called into the wind. The sails hissed and blew they were released from their capture catching the wind and puffing its great massive white chest outward. The anchor was released, crashing into the sea. As the ship lurched forward, Ealora released the helm "Hang on to something! “She warned as the ship suddenly pitched and pulled sideways, dragging the ship to a slant. As the head of the other ship came into view, the boom was resounding following in a line from each cannon as it fired.

Maahes: For once it was all he could do, but sit back and watch the Pirate work. Both her and Jack knew what they were doing and for once all he could do is trust. Pray. Yeah, he could use the Lord right now. Allah help him as the ship turned so did his stomach. He found find his hands reaching out to hold onto anything..something to keep him from falling, but only finding the rigs of rope. "They fired first Jack, take em out'"


Jack Trades: =With all the casualness of walking to the barber on a Friday, hob-nailed boots thumped over the pitching deck towards the base of one of the masts.=- Maahes! Indeed! I need ye here! Now!

Ealora: "Fire all! reload and fire at will! “She called and ducked out of the way of splintering wood. Beng took the helm and dragged the wheel to pull the ship round again “Pull up the anchor so we're not sitting ducks!" Sias were pulled from under the Captains close and braced between fists. The English ship looked near ready to collide. This time the booming came from the shadow as the men went about their work, what they did best. The stern of the English ship turned and wood groaned as the two ships rubbed hull against hull. The two ships continued to fire, a cannonball whizzed by Ealora enough to make the woman drop to the deck with a groan at hitting the deck so hard. Whipping her head about she called out to the men “Board now! leave none alive! “Former pirate, no, she was still a pirate as she jumped back to her feet.*

Maahes:This was defiantly a first for him, but as always he caught on rather quickly. Swords were drawn as he moved to his mark. The Arab glaring the other ship down as if his gaze alone could burn holes in the side. "Just say when." He listened for Jack's signal, and heard Ealora..board? Instantly his eyes snapped to the woman, no no no no no. He wanted to cry, but did his best to keep his head in the game.

Jack Trades: -=Bracing against the mast, the hulking figure waited placidly as splinters, arrows, and the odd cannonball sailed past. Amidst the battle cries, screams, and roar of cannon, the small black oasis waited for Maahes to arrive. With but a nod, a calloused hand literally clapped on the scruff of the now anxious Maahes's neck and pushed his shoulders down.=- Keep yer head down. Wait fer it. -=Men crossed steel and by now both ships were heavy with smoke and noise.=- Wait fer it. -=The voice was calm, surprisingly soothing even.=- Wait fer it. -=The wrinkled brim poked out form behind the mast for a brief moment as smoke began to billow out from under the poncho. The hand would push the general out as the voice roared.=- Sic'em boy!

Ealora: The smoke cleared and the two sides mingled. Some of Ealora men jumped between the two rails to attack the English while some of the English had passed her men to board her ship. Two ran in her direction, leaning down, she heaved up with her weight tossed him over her shoulder as she lashed out at the other with the Sai's. Maahes and Jack were on their own, not because she wanted it that way but because there was a battle taking place and she could not focus on them. She sliced into the mans belly before slicing his throat. The man before her had regained his footing and she turned her attack to him.


Maahes: What was he keeping his head down for? BOOM..oh. This was where the animal separated and left his man flesh behind. Even his heart was left with the pirate on the ship as he took hold the ropes and swung to the otherside. "Finally." He grumbled to himself hitting the decks of the other ship with a heavy thud. Instantly eyes turned to the Moor, and widened. "Is that a Scot?" Maahes could only smirk, "Not by blood." Eyes low on the men heads started to roll as the top heavy blades swung like pendulums in the air. Jack no doubt had a few cards up his sleeve so he would keep watch on the man from the corner of his eyes as he moved.


The rest of the battle would be bloody.. But victorious for those of the Shadow Storm.. In the in.. not a soul would remain alive to tell the story from the English ship.. She would simply sink into oblivion.. beneath the Scottish waves…

[Chief Baliff Ealora]

Ealora:Her 'meeting' with Maahes was as private as it could be on a ship but the slanted stares of the crew towards their Captain could mean only one thing. They had their theories about what had happened but none was brave enough to approach her about it. Sam most of all though he had reason to hate the bull. Because Ealora was like a sister to him and he saw her emotions as clear as a picture where others could not. Now it was uncertain, was she hurting? Was she angry? Just like with the news of her sons death, she had been stark quiet. Always a bad omen for it meant her stormy rage could break free at any moment. Dinner had been set below deck, a table constructed from a top board and cargo boxes. The crew had eaten quickly and returned to work, leaving the captain in her chair, leaned back, one boot on the tables edge and a bottle of port resting on her thigh.

Shaden:Shaden had managed not only to defend herself in the battle with the English ship.. first with dagger then by... absconded rapier... indeed those fencing lessons had come in quite handy.. and when pressed.. a flash of bosom beneath the shirt that had been slashed narrowly avoiding the skin beneath.. served a well distraction to most adversaries that.. were ill fated enough to come upon the firebrand.. modesty not being her strong point soon enough the shirt was delivered to the opposite hand to use as almost a flag, of distraction, not to mention the sight of her , rapier brandishing, clad in a bustier corset and britches, was to say the least disconcerting to most.. and downright shocking to the rest.. thus.. she managed to take her toll on the English.. until the battle was over.. when she did then replace the tattered shirt.. sans not even a tiny scratch.. Afterwards while Jack and the Crew made sure the English ship sank to the darkest depths... she tended the wounded, noticing that both the Beast.. and the Captain had disappeared.. below.. Sometime later Ealora would appear.. just as Shaden finished stitching up the last of the wounded.. sending him off to a late dinner.. her brow arched at the stormy looking Captain.. " Captain ?" she approached quietly to the table her plate in hand.. settling to the Captains left... " I feel I should apologize for Jack's and Mine ruse earlier... "

Ealora:The bottle was lifted and a heavy drink taken, a few deep gulps before it returned to her thigh in time for the woman to appear at her side and sit. She gestured to the remains of a fish platter, fruit, nuts, cheese and the remainder of a roast with some carrots and potatoes in a broth. The last of the meat before it spoiled. Besides, no one could ever say she didn't feed the crew well “Eat Shaden, we've all had a long day. There is no apology needed. I would of hacked and slashed with no information. I thank you for your excellent care of the men. I am only minorly apt at stitching wounds and my second has gone missing. He is the best with wounds. “Honeyed voice was dry at its best. She raised the bottle again to take another swig before licking at her lips. “You are a woman of many talents it seems Shaden, acting, sword fighting, wound tending. I could use a woman like you board my ship. “There was a twitch of her lips like she was going to smile but couldn't. "Call me Ealora...please. “At least she said please.

Shaden:He plate was filled with roast and vegetables... a glass of wine poured to wash it down " I was only doing what my heart told me to in taking care of your men.. it's a thing I find myself doing more often than not.. " she was referring to taking care of the men at the battle of the Valley of light afterward.. fortunately here on the ship today.. not one of the sailors had needed the tender mercy she had offered some of the butchered soldiers. a quiet sleep they would never wake from.. " Jack and I knew.. there was a spy.. we caught someone.. thought we didn't' see who.. outside our door last night listening.. and concocted the ruse.. that Jack was unkind to me.. to draw them out.. we had to be sure.. " she offered before taking a few bites.. and then looking back at Ealora with a cant of her copper curls.. now duly mussed and not at all fashionable.. soot staining her face to the point where one could not tell where the bruise ended.. and the soot and bloodstains begin.. good thing there was not mirrors about.. " Ealora.. then... it is.. " she smiled almost waifishly then sobered as she took a sip of wine.. " Your eyes look most unhappy Ealora.. what's wrong.. are you worried the English will retaliate?"

Ealora: "Nonetheless, my men aren't used to kindness from strangers, neither am I so my sincerest thanks for your care." She watched the woman on her left for a short time before turning her eyes to a stain upon the wall, whiskey from a bottle she had broken there after the death of her son. Her lips twitched slightly, as if she wanted to smile again but could not. Though the words of the woman did finally make her hum out a soft laugh with a short twist of her lips into a smile. “If I was worried about that then I would be dead from worry from all the ships I've attacked. No I am not worried of that, not worried and not unhappy. Just...angry with myself. To ever think a pirate could find some happiness besides a life at sea." She kicked her boot against the table as she sat up before letting her boot rest there again and the bottle moved against thigh, more to play with it then anything else. Her head leaned back against the back of the chair. “I am not cut out for the straight arrow...I should of known better."

Shaden: The look on Shaden’s face was commiserating as she finished off the first glass of wine and poured a second.. it seemed that the two ladies of the Shadow storm might just tie one on tonight... " I fear.. much the same... that.. I can never be what he expects.." the glass was lifted once again.. " though he has yet to make demands...or may never... " that too niggled at the back of her mind.. such a complicated bit of grey matter.. that sometimes she found herself confused by her own actions and thoughts.. especially where Jack was concerned.. " I take it Maahes was unhappy with your part in today’s skirmish?"

Ealora: "If he loves you..then he will take you as you are. My parents love taught me that much. “She raised the bottle in salute to her before taking a swig of port and again licking her lips afterwards. Another humming laugh “He is never happy about my ways. Lets just say though that he will never accept me for what I am. He does not love me and I was foolish enough to let my heart open to him. “A slanted gaze went at the whiskey stain on the wall “I will not be that naive again...you mark my words, as a pirate. No good ever comes from being a pirate and it never shall. “She raised her free hand to touch at the scar of Issa on her neck before letting it move away. "I will say it again though, you did remarkably well in today's fight. I am rather impressed. “There was that twitch of her lips into a smile.*


Shaden: "His mouth and heart speak different things.. I've seen the way he looks at you.. it's just.. Maahes is a different...animal than most men.. be patient.. even the wildest animal can be.. domesticated.. with time and tenderness" finishing off the last of her roast and vegetables she slid the plate aside her mouth curving into a wicked smile as she suddenly had a mental flash of Maahes,. with a collar on.. grinding and organ.. begging for coins.. completely domesticated.. on a leash.. Ealora hands holding said leash.. it faded as Ealora's words fell from her lips.. and the scar pointed out.. " To love and lost.. is far better than to never loved at all " she smiled softly " The soul cannot subsist on hatred and sadness .. alone... grief will swallow your soul if you let it " was she talking from experience.. the look in her glacial green eyes said yes... a grief stricken horrid past.. flickered in their depths.. " Hope.. is the light that guides us from the darkness Ealora... you must cling to it" her hand reached out to squeeze the Pirate Queens softly.. then withdrew.. a smile flitting across her face at the praise of her skills with a rapier.. " Fencing lessons.. a gift from.. a Patron.. he liked.. to .. have a workout.. before.. get the blood pumping " she winked cheekily trying to lighten the mood.

Jack Trades: -=From somewhere out on deck, a voice carried out over the water and lingered in the woodwork of the galley where the two women ate and conversed. It was light and sad, tinged with a yearning not held in the words.=-
~Home is behind the world ahead
And there are many paths to tread
Through shadow to the edge of night
Until the stars are all alight.
Mist and shadow
Cloud and shade
All shall fade
All shall fade ~

Ealora: "On the contrary, he has told me so. Can't get more proof then that. But I agree, it is better to love and have lost then to never have loved at all. “She squeezed the woman's hand in return. “I’ve left my hatred and anger rule my life for so long Shaden...I opened up, perhaps I should not regret it, but at least it adds the fuel to my fire. I appreciate your happy look on things. But I am going to hang onto my hatred and anger, its the best that I know. The way of a pirate. “She stopped when the singing filtered through the cracks of the board and down to the gallery. Tossing her head upward, she sat up and set the bottle on the table before removing herself from her seat to head up to deck to find out who the hell was singing!

Jack Trades: -=The burly figure stood near the rail, facing out to the west. Still clad in the oilskin poncho and hat, he looked unchanged since the beginning of their voyage. Calloused hands rested on the thick wood rail. An astrolabe was tucked under one hand while the other absently stroked a rough divot in the wood left behind by the fury of battle. There it stood as if waiting.=-

Shaden: " it's not just a happy out look Ealora... it's the only way I could survive.. with some measure of my humanity intact." she knew who the singer was.. she had his voice memorized in every possible facet.. angry happy.. thoughtful, comforting and in the throes of passion.. few and far between were his words most often.. but everyone was lodged in her memory and heart.. Following the Captain up onto the deck she smiled.. his form bringing a smile to her face.. before it faded... slightly... remembering the feel of his flesh beneath her hand when she struck him.. that.. had hurt her.. almost as much as it had him.. maybe more .

Ealora:"It is a good way to live, I am not telling you to live any different Shaden. My way is to simply shut down. It's the way I survive “She spoke to the woman behind her as they headed up top and as soon as she hit that salty open air, she did just that. Shut herself down. "You surprise me Jack, such a stark figure having a singing voice. “It was a hint at a tease, to bad her honeyed voice was dry and devoid of the humor she was trying to output.

Jack Trades: -=As a familiar perfume was carried to him on the salty breeze, the brawny frame would turn towards the source, finding the captain and her attempt at humor in the way of what his night-shaded gaze sought. Broad shoulders would raise slightly in a shrug.=- Nae tae sound arrogant, but I don't think I've ever nae surprised anyone since I was about ten er so. But I have tae say that I was impressed by yer captaining earlier. It makes me think that we might have a chance at success. -=The wrinkled brim then centered upon the following Shaden.=- As well yer fighting. How are ye faring hun?

Shaden:" Not a scratch " she moved to his side.. easily..leaning against him.. as if she belonged.. it was a comfortable familiarity.. " The Captain is indeed quite talented.. and resourceful.. her men well trained.. I think our odd have increased tenfold with the expertise she showed this afternoon " her hand covered his for the briefest of moments.. a light squeeze given.. beneath the oilcloth.. then brought back to lace over her middle.. pulling the torn shirt closed... " So when will we be where we are going.. didn't you say by nightfall?" her eyes cast up at the darkness above.. only broken by the scattering of millions of stars and a hazy harvest moon... granted the battle had slowed them some.. but still..

Ealora: "She tugged at the black Captains coat, pulling the two sides together for a moment then letting them ease. “Aye, we just might survive this “She winked but it was a quick movement, easily missed. A tilt of her head upward to look at the night sky before lowering again “The battle set us off about an hour. We should be arriving at your destination soon. If you'll excuse me, I'll check on our position. “She dipped her head to the two of them before moving off to join Sam at the helm.

Maahes: Maahes didn't wear boots very often. thank you very much. However his sandaled feet went across the deck in a pacing effort to sooth the stir of raw emotion. Cabin fever came with a rush, as the sickness of the sea passed. "Jack I need a bath!" He growled to the man. "To fight, exercise..run. How much further?!" He boomed across the deck turning the eyes of many men. He had become spoiled on the life of a 'decorated General' but in truth it was the treatment a prized fighter had always been given.

Jack Trades: Change of plan. I severely doubt that spy and ship were isolated. Someone powerful knows about our purpose, and we have reason tae believe that it be Maurbury. I am delaying our arrival in hopes that his operatives will think we've sailed further, are damaged, or have sunk when their ship does nae come tae port. -=The wrinkled brim swiveled towards Maahes as he stormed across the deck. The hearty voice would rumble back in a matter-of-fact manner.=- Maahes, yer surrounded by water. Grab a rope and take a dip. While yer down there, push the boat if'n ye like. Run around the deck. Spar someone. Lift cannonballs. Kill some of the damned rats. Always remember that boredom sets intae the boring mind. Ye always have opportunities. -=The brim reentered on Shaden and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead.=- As if I'd shout our arrival time over an open deck and open water.

Shaden: Silently she thought the General had done more than his share of fighting today, both against the English and..with Ealora, a copper brow raised at his.. gruff exclamation.. then folded into a frown of distaste she couldn't seem to control... what was it about that man.. that seemed to be set at odds against her.. yes she had heard parts of his threats against her.. earlier.. take care of her indeed.. these thoughts were however.. dispersed after Jack's answer to the Generals tirade.. and then the soft kiss and words nuzzled against her ear.. a laugh that was for only him as she whispered " But a bath does sound good.. Jack... "

Ealora: "There is the sea, go for it “She waved a hand as she passed the bull. “Maybe I'll even come back and pick you up. “she didn't even look at him as she passed to join Sam at the helm. "I'll gladly throw him overboard for you Cap'n" Muttered Sam to Ealora as she joined his side. Ealora lips twitched in a grin but she said nothing to his comment. Only softly elbowed her first who laughed at the silent gesture. "Follow Jack's orders, Sam. He's a good man. “She spoke to her first before leaving him at the helm. She looked about ready to join the others before she made a curve in the other direction to watch the side of the ship and the open waters they were treading.

Maahes: One of the rig's rope lay across the deck, and idle hands would move to wind the rope. Oh the things he could reply..do with that rope. He could even imagine the tightly wound rope going about her neck. However his attention went back to the cuddle that took place before him. "Go give your woman a bath, Trades." He spoke in a smooth sound one filled with the affection he felt towards them both. "She deserves one after her display." Of course he would not forget her for the hit she struck Jack with no matter how they tried to persuade him it was only in pretend.

Jack Trades: Aye, I cannae argue with that, m'dear. A bath it is at the next opportunity. -=The hearty voice was soft as an arm would snake about her waist and pull her to him for a gentle squeeze. Releasing her, the brim would dip in a nod to Maahes as hob-nailed boots thumped across the deck towards the wandering captain.=- Ealora. I imagine that our arrival will nae go unnoticed fer long. Speed will be our best friend. Is it possible fer ye tae gather supplies fer a long journey and any materials fer current repairs in less than half a day?

Shaden: A soft smile overcame her face.. deny all she could but it was there.. that... feeling.. for him.. at Maahes words she turned.. sensing his unease still with her.. her arms folding over her middle as Jack sought out Ealora to speak of shiply things... the gaze she gave Maahes bordered on defiant challenge.. not willing to look away.. and concede that she had done anything wrong, her chin lifting slightly .. even if she didn't exactly look into his .. eyes.. focusing on the sea directly behind his left shoulder.. brave little firebrand.

Ealora:She leaned her elbows against the railing though her head did turn at Jack's approach. She mused his words for a moment, she didn't know what port they would be pulling into but a few strings pulled, a little batting of the eyelashes and she could get it done. “Aye, I imagine wherever we're pulling it, it would not be good to linger long. It will be done. If I can work a little feminine charm, we can be prepared to sail again in little over an hour of arriving “A hint at some humor though she was speaking truthfully. A little feminine charm went a long way. Oh let her pretend with Maahes, she'd give him a sound ass kicking! please please please. I'm been good all day! Put it away Ealora, shut down. "If you don't mind my asking, where are we headed to next?"*


Maahes: Amber was smoldering hot when it settled inside the eye of Shaden, and with it he would square away with her. The rope that bound around his biceps and over his hands stilled as the slack was picked up. However it would still his movement. There it was, the wildness he was known for, what separated him from the rest. It was the transition between man and beast that kept him from removing that 'dare' to follow through with her challenge. "I only meant it in the kindest." He spoke through his teeth but in an overall calm. "of ways." Speaking of the bath, not perhaps the woman part of course.

Jack Trades: -=The brim dipped in a sound nod=- Capital. I suppose there nae be harm in tellin' ye now. We're headed tae Benbecula. I trust that yer men can handle loading heavy items aboard? Last time I was there, the dock had a treadmill crane. -=The wrinkled brim would swivel back as he took note of the exchange=- Oi! I'll nae have ye two clawin' at each other. -=spoken in the tone of "I will turn this ship around..."=- Ye are both dear tae me, remember? Petty squabble will nae increase our life expectancies.

Shaden: Her face was a plate of placidly, not an dram of fear registering on her face, yet the heart beneath her shirt pounded wildly.. and had she not been leaning against the rail.. her knees might have given way at the gaze he returned to her. She moved then picking up a bucket of seawater and hauling it with her, the rope handle shared with both hands.. as she passed him... quietly speaking " Don't think for one moment you are the only one that cares for him Maahes.." glacial green hues swept up to his face... her meaning quite clear.. before she brushed past him, as Jacks words caterwauled in their collective ears... "I'm not squabbling dearest.. merely getting some water to clean up with... I trust when you are done.. here you will.. find me.. " she turned then and nodded softly to Ealora.. " Night Captain... " then to Maahes.. " General " and with that she was.. gone. disappearing in a sway of heart shaped ass that was almost.. bratty..

Ealora:Hands clasped together, elbows still on the rail, her head dipped as he spoke. She gave a nod of her head in answer before turning to view the bull and the cat at ends. She could only muse a humming laugh."Easy there papa bear. They have to have it out sooner or later"Muttered in Jack's direction, again elbows were placed on the rails and she leaned with one boot crossing the other. Pure amusement on her face and nothing more. She watches Shaden take her leave, ah she knew there was a reason she liked that woman!*

Maahes: Looking through the glass..darkly; he kept his gaze upon the woman the entire time she moved until out of earshot he would only turn his face to one shoulder and speak in the direction of the Toymaker. "Forgive me if I find it hard that she hit you." His upper body would turn then to give a look over his shoulder at the pair, before he would return his back to them moving over the deck rooting. What the General was looking for could be questioned but he was in fact in search of something. A small barrel..no..the rope..no. He gave a heavy sigh before turning his attention to the jig.

Jack Trades: -=A hearty chuckle would rumble out form under the brim towards Maahes.=- Ye are fergiven, but it will be retracted if'n ye insist on being bull-headed about this. If'n ye wish tae be mad at every lass whose ever made me wish I had shaved the previous morning, ye best tote about a book tae record all the names. Ye can have me assurance that I donnae have hard feelin's over the matter, and thus neither should ye.

Ealora:Pushing off the railing, she gave Jack a gentle elbow. A playful gesture before she moved off to take a seat at the stairs to the helm. What in gods name was the bull doing? A brow rose as a daggered stare went at the beasts back before she pulled one Sai from its perch in a sheath at her side and a rag to clean the blade off. "At such, I'm surprised your head isn't spinning Jack"A tease from a still dry honeyed voice as she worked, though she did give a brief glance towards the hatted burly figure.

Maahes: "Do not laugh at me." He muttered pushing around a few objects to allow himself some room. "I'll let it go this once.." He mused to himself before stepping atop a barrel to reach a mast and start his work out. A lot of pent up aggression this one had, from both fights. So the night would be spent in a make shift training ring, and the Arab would not let his body fall behind.

Jack Trades: Let's just say I'm sturdy. -=Stepping closer to the exercising general, the hearty voice would hush a bit.=- Donnae worry, Maahes. I havenae fergotten, and I donnae think less of ye. I'm looking forward tae sitting on a beach with ye and a bottle tae laugh about this later.

Ealora: Let the boys talk, this was one conversation she was glad to be out of. Besides, they didn't want her to join in on it. "Land, Cap'n!" Came the call from above to draw her attention away from her own aggrestion she was taking out on the Sai within her hand, the rag was tucked into her belt, the sai in its sheath as she lifted off the stair. A turn of her head went to Sam"Steady as she goes Sam." Boots tapped the stairs as she descended them once more and moved towards the pair, only to grip the draping ropes and begin to pull herself up the mast. A regular tree climbing panther this one, she made it look easy!

Jack Trades: -=The brim would swivel towards the mast and the ascending captain before turning towards where he expected land to be. The spyglass was produced again and held under the shade of the brim. Slapping it shut again, the toymaker checked the pocket watch. With a satisfied chortle, the brawny frame would move to lean casually against the mast.=- Right on schedule. I suggest ye donnae work too hard, Maahes. I'll have some heavy lifting fer ye in just a few hours.

Ealora:Straddling an extension of the mast, she held onto a knotted rope to keep herself steady as she called down to her first “Steady as she goes Sam. Round her in them drop anchor and lower the plank! “She’d stay up the ship was rounding into the dock and then she was climbing down again. Dropping down beside Jack, she gave a tug of her coat and grinned “We’ll be ready to go by sunrise I suspect, probably sooner."

Maahes: "To leave by sunrise? Or to board by sunrise?" Boy there was that kid in the candy store look as he let go of the rig and feet came to a rest atop the deck. "Like I can sleep in a real bed kinda sunrise? On land? With trees.." Maahes moved to the side of the ship, watching the men move about the board but mostly taking in the sight. "Is there a bath house?" Turning to ask Jack as if knowing the man had been here before. "Or are we just stopping long enough to carry things?" No doubt Shaden would have been right beside Maahes with her hopeful eyes. The Princess much like the Bull loved their bath, and the 'are we there yet?' was getting old.

Jack Trades: Excellent. -=He would nod to the captain before shaking his head to Maahes.=- Sorry friend, nae bed nor bath in this town is safe fer us today or tonight. Though some other time, I may make some recommendations. -=With a tug at the weather-beaten brim he would turn and stride down the plank. towards the dock.=- Stay here, I'll have a task fer ye and timing is of the essence. -=Walking past the dock towards the warehouses, the walking shadow would easily vanish into the dark alleyways.=-

Ealora:A brow rose in the direction of the General. That is if she was willing to meet his eye but she was not. Holding back a snort, she gave a nod of her head to Jack though she knew he was probably speaking to Maahes. She had a supplies to get anyways. "Capn?" The voice of her first had her turning to Sam. "Sam, gather Beng, Rooter and Savy. Get the supplies we need. You have any problems you come find me. hmm?"She reached out a hand to pat at Sam's chest before the man nodded and headed away from her. That left the panther with the bull and she wouldn't even acknowledge him as she head towards the plank and the feel of solid land.

Maahes: His heart fell, but like a ball it bounced back and returned to the game. "As you wish." Reaching out he touched Ealora's arm as she passed, "Captain, do I stay here and wait?" Or what? What is it you want me to do? I'm sorry I feel the way I do.

Ealora:The touch to her arm had her whirling around and the look was plain on her face. Don't...touch me. You lied to me. "You wait General...Jack has something you for to do on his return, so you wait." Her arm jerked backward as she turned away from him.

Maahes: Wait?!? He didn't want to wait! You can't make me wait!?!?! He felt like throwing a fit, like Shaden kicking and screaming the whole way but opted to simply walk down the plank. His fingers curled the ends of his tunic and soon pulled it free from his body. The water was cold and black, but frankly he didn't give a damn. A cat that could not swim was thankful for the waist high murk. Even his shoes were left in the wake of him, and if only for a moment he was alone, naked. He couldn't help how stubborn he was, it was in his sign..his mother. It was his mother. Her defiance to the end to stick with what she believed in. Would she be proud to see her baby boy a high decorated General working on the side of peace? Or would she frown knowing he had hurt a woman who needed him just as he needed her.

Jack Trades: -=The better part of an hour passed without incident. Then there was a rattling down the street from the docks, punctuated by the intermittent crack of a whip and whistling. A four horse team labored before a wagon bearing a portly driver and a large crate roughly fifteen feet in length, eight high, and eight wide. Their nostrils flared puffs of steam into the morning chill, while a pair of hob-nailed boots dangled off the back of the wagon. As it came to a halt, Jack would hop off casually, and step to the driver. He thanked him and pressed something into his hands. Turning towards the ship, the shadow raised a hand under the brim and let out a shrill whistle before stepping towards the dock's treadmill crane, gathering lengths of rope.=-



Ealora:She was shaking, in rage and emotion. She couldn't cry not because she wouldn't, she couldn't become that weak, but every fiber of her was aching, was hurting despite wanting to push it to a place it couldn't effect her. Shaking fingers worked the buttons of the coat closed against the chill. Needless to say, it would also not do to display the weapons at her side. They needed the cover and a swift getaway, not a brawl they couldn't escape. She'd do what she promised, put him away to a place where only she could reach him but right now, it was stark coldness. He had hurt her more then she was willing to show. If he was not going to push away from her, then she damned sure was going to push away from him. Not even a look went back as the Captain disappeared into the night to get the work she promised done in time.

Maahes: He was not long, the water was chilled but it felt so good. There wasn't a need for a towel or to dry at all, the clothes he wore could use a good wash. Like a good dog should, Maahes came when Jack whistled and was wringing the water from his hair. "What is this, Trades?" Chills chased his bare chest and ran his shoulders but his curiosity took hold. He would take the other end of the ropes and move them around the boxes. (d

Jack Trades: -=The wood of the crate was unmarred, and still smelled of cedar. Though the shadows clung to the oilskin clad figure like an infant to its mother, one could hear his smile in his voice.=- A toy... -=Little ceremony was put into lashing the lines to the crate, but the motions were methodical and so were instructions as a few crew members gathered to assist. Soon, the lines were hooked to the crane, and the burly figure stepped into the wheel of the crane with a gesture to Maahes to join him. As he waited, he braced against the slats, preparing to toil.=-

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Jack Trades: -=The wood of the crate was unmarred, and still smelled of cedar. Though the shadows clung to the oilskin clad figure like an infant to its mother, one could hear his smile in his voice.=- A toy... -=Little ceremony was put into lashing the lines to the crate, but the motions were methodical and so were instructions as a few crew members gathered to assist. Soon, the lines were hooked to the crane, and the burly figure stepped into the wheel of the crane with a gesture to Maahes to join him. As he waited, he braced against the slats, preparing to toil.=-

Shaden: While everyone was out gathering supplies.. Shaden had purloined a sailor to do her wishes... Coin was given to him and promise of more... if he returned with what she wanted in record time... off he went.. while she helped the rest of the crew square away the things that were being brought onboard slowly but surely.. why had she sent this sailor on a mission.. one because she knew darn well that Jack would deny her to go tromping around port at night alone.. and two.. because Maahes would likely find it suspect and think her up to no good.. so the Sailor was.. elected to do the job.. and sure enough after a few hours of him scouring some taverns and inns, he had bargained... for the most perfect thing she could think of at the moment... a copper tub with a high back.. ... ohhhhh the bubble baths she would soak in in that..! As the sailor made the way up the gangplank.. the copper tub hefted over his back... like a copper behemoth.. she clapped her hands in delight.. " Perfect.. ohhh Mr. Cain.. how well you shall be rewarded for this night "

Maahes: This was the perfect example of the difference between nations..cultures..man and woman. While Maahes bathed in the dark murky waters of the cold ocean, Shaden sent out for a copper tub. No doubt the water she filled wouldn't be so frigid, but in many ways the cool air was welcomed by overheated flesh. Maahes was all shoulders with a wide broad chest that narrowed down to slender hips, and the naked lines of perfect tones instantly gathered them unwanted attention, as even in the night the lower class wenches who came to greet the sailors all pointed. Though missed by the Beast, he was no doubt leaving a trail of crumbs to be followed. If every port was to be questioned who could forget the man with the darkened skin who bathed in the sea like an animal. The Egyptian Arab was known for many things, but being the hunted was something he was still learning. Turn the tables there would not be a better man fitted for the job. "A toy for what, Trades. One you have made I am sure." Or so he hoped.

Jack Trades: -=Braced against the interior of the wheel, the hearty voice would rumble out to the naked Moor.=- Maahes, normally I would nae care whether ye sported yer brithday suit, but this really nae be the time tae make a spectacle of yerself. -=The hulking frame shifted slightly and tensed against the wooden slats.=- What are toys used for? Now get in here and help me push.


Shaden:Shaden watched curiously as Jack brought his treasure aboard.. while she directed the sailor down to the cabin she and Jack shared with her treasure.. " Please... Maahess for the sake of propriety.. dress before you help him " she quipped turning to look for the Captain... not seeing her.. she frowned and just leaned against the ship rail watching Jack.. and his curious cargo " Toys are made to play with Jack what else ?"

Ealora: "Blowing things up, oh wait. That's my toys “Replied the Captain as she crept from the darkness like the stalking panther she was. A cart pulled up behind the toy makers loaded with crates of supplies. She worked as fast as she had promised. Now it was only a matter of getting it on board “Unlock and pull up the gallery gates, then pull the supplies off in pairs, don't strain yourselves but we can't wait for the crane. “She turned to look at Shaden and winked “Did I see a treasure of your own being lead through the streets only moments ago Shaden doll? “A honeyed laugh followed, probably the first in hours as she turned to return to her men to help with the unloading.

Maahes: "I've got pants on." He muttered turning the youthful strong back to the crate and squaring his feet with his shoulders with a push. "That.." He grunted along side the smith, "will do." Opening his eyes that were closed with the train, he turned to place the flats of his palm against the boards using more weight on his good shoulder of course. "I don't play with toys, Jack. I kill things, and I hope this does to." He was not about to go through another sea battle.

Jack Trades: -=Walking inside the wheel of the treadmill crane like an overgrown hamster, the hulking frame wound the lines as the general's pushing moved the crate laterally towards the ship.=- It does, but I give my sincerest prayers that it will nae this time around. -=Deep measured breaths could be heard under wrinkled brim as his bulk strained harder against the wood, lifting the crate portions of an inch for every winching step.=-


Shaden: "Indeed you did Ealora... and you are most welcome to share.. although I claim first.. rites.. tonight.. we may have find a place to store it between uses.. our cabin is not that big.. and Jack takes up alot of space.." she winked.. teasingly at Ealora.. and then returned her gaze to Jack and Maahes with a grin... They were on a ship.. being chased by the English.. and had already sank one English ship.. would there be more sea battles.. likely.. and more.. rough seas... even more likely.. poor Maahess the green.. just the thought made her smile.. it wasn't that she didn't like him.. but.. as he held a grudge against her for her offense to Jacks cheek.. she wasn't very happy with him... for his offense to Ealora's Heart.. Her attention turned to Jack in the great hamster wheel.. and she had to admit there was nothing like the sound of a man.. straining in earnest.. against physical forces of gravity to set her heart pitter patter.. thank god for the bathtub he would need it.. after working up that sweat.. Dark lashes closed over glacial green hues for a moment of silent.. reverie.. she could almost smell the manly scent of him from here playing on the salt breeze.. abruptly her eyes snapped open, a blush staining her cheeks.. well at least no one around was a mind reader.

Ealora: There was another honeyed laugh as she jumped up on the back of the cart to push the carts to the end of the wagon to be taken off."Shaden darling, I think I'm fallen in love with you “She tossed up in tease. In rather good spirits. What an hour or so did to the body. A gold locket dangled from her wrist as she worked an she caught a look at it every once in a while “When we have time alone Shaden, I need to speak with you. Yes? We'll wait till we make our way." She gave a grunt as she pushed a crate towards the end of the wagon as the men lined up in twos to take the heavy loads and in a graceful dance, move them down the dock and up the plank. She waited, on top of the last crate till a pair of hands were offered up to her. Leaning down, she leaned into the body of her first as he helped her down from the wagon and together they lifted the crate and bore it towards the ship.

Maahes: Boy this was a lot harder then he realized. Beads of sweat already rolled down his forehead, but when he'd turn his back once more to use his legs for the push. Maahes would find the eyes of trades and use the other man's struggle to push through his own. "Come Jack is that all you got?" Spoken with that cokey glance and full grin; a tactic he used on his men to get them through the harsh times.

Jack Trades: -=The smith never missed a step as small dots of sweat began to darken the wood under him as it passed by. Deep measured breaths would punctuate a chuckle and his.=- Ye should know by now that it is impossible tae goad me like that. However, I take it that yer in a hurry. I have tae say that me grandma would shame ye. -=On cue, the hob-nailed boots stepped more heavily, legs often compared to logs of columns stretching through their full range of motion with each step.=-


Shaden: She leaned over the rail, calling down to Ealora as she called up to her, a light laugh filtered down over the docks where Ealora was busy with the wagons teasingly she blew a kiss " The Love is returned I assure you Mon Capitan.`" she rolled her tongue the French accent highly emphasized after the pouty blown kiss.. " I am at your Leisure Ealora Dear " she winked seductively.. yet playfully knowing not only the crew but Maahes and Jack might raise a brow at their antics.. a little fantasy never hurt anyone did it?

Ealora: She gave a grunt as they set the crate down on the top deck “Prepare the levy to lower them into the gallery “She was able to pant out before turning a grin at Shaden. She even went as far as to move to the woman and embrace her from behind. To the men it might look like more. The arm that curled around the woman was more of a sisterly hug though “How’s about we share that bath then? “She teased in return. Fantasy indeed. With a honeyed laugh she released the copper haired woman and moved towards the plank as another wagon pulled into sight as the other retreated. A sigh left her lips. A Captains work never done “Anyone not working, man these crates. You get them on board before those two old men, there will be a free night for all of you! “She challenged to her crew who roared in laughter but pumped fists raised in air to the challenge. As for the Captain, she didn't join in unloading this wagon. She disappeared into the night once more, one more point of work to do and she would return, likely before the loading was done.*

Maahes: Dark eyes met the tease of Jack with a black daring gaze. "Not what your grandma said last night." Of course he would carry that smirk, would come as a shock no doubt. Hell Maahes wasn't even sure where he heard that before. Inch by inch the crate moved with Jack's little..big toy. The women's words were lost, but had they been heard there would be no DOUBT that the crate would have been lost. Hard to push when the bottom lip was dragging the ground. His head fell back with a soft cry from his lips in Arabic, a prayer to Allah to give him the strength. Father, just a little further. His eyes closed with the words and even the world slipped away as he concentrated on something else other then the strain.

TART: Oh what a night this had been! Swaying hips with little style moved like a cat down the boardwalk. It took very little to find the short attention of the honey haired beauty. Her clothes tailored to fit snuggly over the natural curves of her body. Red lips soon gave a pout as she watched the men work, and smiled at the stranger in the hat. Such a simple mind on a simple man..like women right? Though there were other women..or well what was left of a woman standing watching the men work, she had to smirk. This was going to be easy. Hair flip.

Jack Trades: Really? Ye never told me ye had a passion fer corpses. Though as such I cannae imagine she said much of anything. -=Another chuckle would be huffed out from the straining shadow. The wrinkled brim swiveled back towards the deck, half to measure their progress, half to observe the cavorting women. As the crate hovered a few feet over the deck, and the arm was swung into position, the walking slowed to a stop. The hulking frame remained tensed against the slats, preventing it from releasing and dropping the crate.=- All right Maahes, gently. It is critical we do nae shock it. Gently now. -=A hob-nailed boot stepped back, letting the wheel ease back as a long slow breath with a quiet guttural sound escaped him.=-


Shaden:" you wash mine I'll wash yours " she laughed loudly and swatted Ealora's backside.. her eyes dead on Maahes for a moment then flittering up to Jack with a devilish wink, her hand lacing over Ealora's for a moment longer than just friendly ... until the woman moved away to attend the crates.. " I'll just go help unpack in the galley and put some water on to boil... for OUR bath " she called loudly after Ealora as she made her way back to the wagon.. there was no way that part of the conversation was missed. a saucy kiss blown toward Jack...before she disappeared, never seeing the newly arrived Tartlett...

Maahes: He could not see the end, but kept the gaze of the other man for the signal to stop. He as well measured the distance by the pupils of his eye and how far ahead the smith was looking. He let up on his heavy pushes and jokes as he could feel the edge of the plank. "Should I go an ease it from the other side?" Lord how that boiling water sounded so divine, and after this he would kill for a back rub.

Jack Trades:-=The saucy departing had not been missed, but at the moment there was nothing he could do about it, lest he jeopardize them. With slow backward steps, the smith strained alongside the general. Checking back every now and again, he sought the hand signals of the nearby crew. They progressed as such until after one last muscle-torturing step, the tension on the line ceased, and the crate rested on the deck. With a guttural exhalation, his bulk straightened and wobbled a bit.=- Ach, that never gets easier.


Shaden: Water put on to boil and the cook shushing her out of the galley.. seems Shaden wasn't that handy in the kitchen.. and alphabetizing the supplies was not among the priorities of the cook.. she made her way back onto the deck just in time to see the crate finally come to rest.. " Bravo boys" she clapped... moving to Jacks side.. her hands sliding down his back to massage it soothingly... a wicked smile at Maahess " Your almost dry now General.. but your baths been wasted your all sweaty again "

Ealora: He would think better then to ask Ealora for a backrub, she'd likely stab a Sai into his back then rub it down. The Captain returned from the dark with a bag slung over a shoulder, the contents within clanked as if filled with metal. With Ealora it was anyone’s guess. The bag was passed to Sam who waited patiently for his Captain as the last of the cargo was brought on board after Jack's big toy. Hell, she would still give her men a free night. A brow rose at the tramps presence before her and a hand rested on a Sai at her side as she stepped in front of and turned on the woman"Bugger off...loose your money or your guts...your choice". The eyebrow raised wasn't in curiosity. Just a challenge to the woman. She might of been mad as hell at Maahes but she wasn't about to let the tart aboard her ship.

Maahes: "My mate has an Elephant back in Skye." He slumped against the large box and let the weight be lost. Heavy pants would ease as he rested and used his tunic to clean away at his face as it balled in his hand. "When do we sail off?" He asked with eyes following the lines of the dock seeing a rather fit to be tied Pirate captain, and a small group of whores.

TART: With the other woman flashing her..whatever that sharp pointy thing she had to snort, before turning pout lips into a smirk. "What country are you from?" It says chicken of the sea, but it's in a tuna can. "Are those men's clothes??" She gasped in air, but it would be the little gold heart there on Ealora's wrist that would catch her eye. "I've got a dozen of those you know." All of them on display around her neck. [/font][/color]

Jack Trades: -=No resistance was given to Shaden's hands as his breathing relaxed.=- We sail as soon as everything and everyone is aboard. Sam! -=The hearty voice bellowed out=- Where the devil are ye? -=The wrinkled brim swiveled to Shaden as an arm snaked around her waist to hold her to him.=- Now then, what was all this talk about bathing I was hearing?


Shaden:She grinned up at him as he pulled her tight, her hand still massaging lightly against his lower back " I bought a tub and Ealora wanted to take a bath with me.." she kept a straight face.. if you didn't count the twinkle in her eyes.. it was about that time she heard the skirmish going on below them on the docks... tilting her head she looked over the rail " Ohhh that does not look good , not at all " she was speaking of course on the prostitutes.. outlook on staying alive.. after goading Ealora .

Ealora: "The country of none of your damned business." She stepped back away from the woman, though her ire was up. She could slice the bytch right now and not give a second thought to it. Yet she'd promised to me good in so many words to Jack. They didn't need trouble they couldn't get out of.

SAM: Sam who had been close to Ealora, gripped the woman’s arm softly before turning a head to Jack aboard ship “Right o Sir!" He gently tugged Ealora arm before releasing her to join the others on board. "Cap'n!"He called from the plank.

Ealora: Ealora gave one last look towards the woman “An this “A gesture of eyes to her locket "is of my home and worth more then your entrails on the black market. Like I said, back off.."And the Captain turned towards the gangplank.*

Tart: Her attention span was like that of a fly everywhere at once moving from topic to topic, but with the hour growing late she caught sight of the Moor upon board and took note that no one came to rub his back. "I'll make ye a trade, your slave for two horses." She smiled up at the man while speaking to whom she believed to be in charge--Jack. "Would get those crates loaded a bit faster."

Jack Trades: -=Parting from Shaden, the walking talking shadow would pause and whisper something to Sam to the effect of weighing anchor. A calloused hand would reach out and grip the captain's shoulder as her weight shifted to gut the prostitute like a kipper.=- A trade ye say, eh? What sort of horses do ye wish tae trade, Miss...? -=he let the question dangle.=-

Shaden:Her eyes widened with Disbelief.. first off that he left her.. standing there like.... castoff driftwood.. and second that he even entertained the thought of trading Maahess.. Maahess was no slave and dam worth more than a couple of horses that a whore would afford.. had he lost his mind.. her lips parted to contradict him.. to expound on Maahes state as not only a free man but a General of Sky as well... then her Jaws snapped shut, she was almost going to combust.. with that promise to follow his lead.. her foot stamped the deck below her in a fit of temper as she cast a look at Maahes.. and moved to his side.. her lips drawn into a fine taut line.. serious as could be as she whispered.. " No matter what I will not let you be traded if I have to purchase you myself to keep it from happening " she nodded and crossed her arms stubbornly over her chest.. brow arched.. looking for all the world like a Small General about to go into battle

Maahes: Maahes actually thought the offer a wee bit tempting having been proven time and time again that the life at sea was simply not for him. Shaden always surprised him, her little spouts of nerve and ruffled feathers. Though they bickered like children he did care greatly for her..just don't be hittin' on the Jack. A chuckle fell quietly from his lips and an arm would snake around her shoulders pulling the petite figure into a one armed hug. "You can keep your money, I'll just be giving it back to you later." Releasing her he moved up beside Jack and the Captain; crossing his arms over his chest.


TART: "Oh I've got lots of horses!!" She giggled with a grin clasping her hands together. "Black, brown, even different breeds. It's what my father did for a living." Blue eyes did dance at the thought of the trade. "This town doesn't have many men if you have not noticed." Twilight zone anyone? As they were surrounded in female, and what men were there are aged and close to the end of their life. "So we don't have anyone to..blow the fields..bail the hay..cut back the bush..you know?" Wink. (d

Jack Trades: -=The wrinkled brim leaned slightly towards the rambling prostitute as the cheerfulness of the hearty voice faded a bit.=- This does nae concern sailors, unless ye mean tae proposition me. -=Straightening again, the voice rumbled on unabated.=- So I take it that ye donnae take part in yer father's business then? Who might be that lonely man then?


Shaden: She was so confused.. Jack was talking of trading Maahess as if he was a slave when he darn well wasn't, for horses they didn't' need cause they were done.. loading.. the ship.. and the doxy was talking of plowing fields and cutting bushes.. when it would obviously be better to have horses to plow with.. and to yank up the bushes.. it seemed as though the world had gone completely mad ? and then Jack asked her if she wanted to proposition him.. glacial hues went wide once more.. and had someone been standing near they might hear her teeth grating together... WHO the hell cared... about HORSES when they were on a ship.. hadn't he told her himself why she couldn't bring Merribell.. her fist balled at her sides.. and she cursed under her breath foot tapping.. after she moved to stand beside Maahes once more.. " What the holy hell does he think he's doing ?" she hissed... completely perturbed now.

Ealora: A snort was heard from the Captain as she looked at the woman like her eyes would become dagger and pierce her heart then and there. Sheathing the Sai into its place, she swiveled on her feet and took Maahes face between her hands and soundly planted her lips against his in what appeared to be a solidly heated kiss. MINE MINE MINE MINE! The kiss seemed to scream. It even seemed to last for the better part of a minute and a half before she broke away and swung another daggered look at the woman and then Jack before she headed up the gangplank without one more word to the three left on the dock.

Maahes: "He is only playing, Shaden. Jack would not trade..." He was cut off by the pounding feet of the Pirate and assaulted by her lips. However there wouldn't be any fight given on his end. Can't rape the willing right? If there was one thing that could wipe away any doubt from his mind or any fear he may have about their lives together it was there..then..in her kiss. Like an invisible chain wrapped around his neck he would slowly turn from the group and make his way up the gangplank.

Tart: "Well if not him, then you?" She twinkled her pretty little eyes towards the man in the hat. "You seem to be of fine stock..and not a wedding ring I see." Moving forward the little tart put her hands on her hips.

Jack Trades: M'dear, it be hard tae do business with someone who refuses tae identify themselves. However, -=the brim dipped and rose as if taking a better look at her.=- perhaps an agreement can still be reached. -=A calloused hand would extend and make a waving gesture for them to walk together towards the street and away from the dock laborers. A he turned, the oilskin poncho would float in the sway of his bulk, brushing past the ropes binding a stack of crates and barrels at least twice as tall as himself. Taking a few step with her, he continued to speak, as perhaps only the keenest eye would notice the rope slowly beginning to fray.=- Yer offer is fairly tempting, though as ye can tell, me company is nae so willing tae part with him. Perhaps ye would have him for three horses and perhaps some plowing? -=He let the last word inflect upward enticingly as the rope continued to fray unnoticed. He turned and stood in her way to further punctuate the question. It was then that the stack was invariably bumped, leaned on, or otherwise jostled by some uncaring or unwitting dock worker. The ropes snapped and the stack came crashing down upon the poor prostitute and missing Jack by scant inches. The stolid figure did not move at first, but then bellowed as the sound of wood and her pained scream subsided.=- Ye lousy bunch a louts! Have a care! =grumbling and cursing, the brawny frame strode angrily up the gangplank as the the anchor was clearing the water. A calloused hand motioned for Sam to take off.=-


Shaden:Well it seemed Ealora's kiss had righted the wrong between Maahes and the Pirate.. if the puppy dog look on his face was any indication.. however.. Shaden wouldn't employ the same tactic.. she had not reached the stage of confidence with Jack where she could proclaim mine mine mine.. infact.. she wasn't even sure if they had that kind of exclusive relationship.. instead she seemed to sink into the shadows.. her heart and ears straining to hear.. what she feared most.. that he would indeed take the tart up on her offer.. if not now.. to return in the near future.. for a moment.. she hesitated.. and shook off the though inhaling deeply.. " Come what may " there was no changing another persons mind.. or character.. and she would not try.. nor lay her pride on the line to do so.. Maahes was safely out of the hussy's reach and so was Ealora. Up the gangplank she would go.. Her water was boiling after all.. And Jack had left in the company of the hussy.. scattered curses filtered thru the air as she made her way to her cabin where.. the water in her tub was filled and steaming.. much like herself... the cabin boy was all but tossed out.. the door slammed.. and a chair lodged beneath the latch.. Jack Trades indeed.. Trades with a whore.. dam him! she kicked the door.. soundly.. almost breaking her foot.. and tossed a bottle of brandy at it.. as if it were his head.. DAM YOU !

Ealora:Perhaps she had not hardened her heart as much as she thought she did with that hour and so minutes within the dark coldness of the village and perhaps she has showed in that kiss more then she wished Maahes to know. She knew it for her lips still burned with the fiery passion of the kiss she had given him. She had in some way given him a power over her but the whores statement at him being a slave had infuriated her to the point that she was going to gut the bytch or do what her heart told her to do. The truth was that even if he did not love her, she was indeed madly in love with him. Damn what people thought about a pirate loving a General. She didn't give one rats ass what people thought of her or how she choose to act. Fingers lifted to touch at her still heated lips as sight of Shaden flying by in her own rage. She could not help but feel a ping of guilt. Believe it or not even if the women hadn't poured their souls out to each other, Shaden had been the one comforting hand when she was hurting the most. Quite literally and she rather liked the woman’s fire and gusto. The bang of the crate and the scream had Ealora whirling around only to bump into the chest of the General behind her. She turned Celadon eyes up to him before peeking around him to make sure Jack was ok, even if he did walk off with the whore."Jack?!" She didn't agree with what game he seemed to have been playing but hell, if he killed the bytch for her, then she couldn't hate him for that. The scrape of the gangplank and the appearance of the man had her letting out a sigh of relief as the ship eased away from the docks.

Maahes: He felt his heart drop in the same rate she turned. Panic rose up when he heard the sound of the falling boards, but just as his breath left him he turned to see Trades board the ship. Pull yourself together, Maahes. He exhaled deeply with relief. However, it would only take him a matter of seconds to turn worry into pride, as there was but a shimmer of pleasure there. "Oops." right?

Jack Trades:Aye? -=The brawny frame halted in its tracks as the captain called out his name, confused by the urgency in her voice. With a quick glance about, the hearty voice made no attempt to mask its dismay.=- Aw hell, where's Shaden?


Shaden: The object in question was now ensconced in her bath.. up to her neck in bubbles.. the steam rising from the tub had nothing on the steam rising from her temper.. glacial hues practically bore a hole in the door willing him to be opposite side.. the ship lurched.. rolling out of the bay with the tide... it was all she could do to.. stay in the tub.. wondering if he had returned before they set sail.. and hoping they were far away.. out of longboat distance if she found out he had not returned.. hell she might even doggy paddle back to port to... to... she grumbled thinking up all amounts of bodily torture.. that all started above the knee and below the bellybutton... she wasn't even that pretty.. what was he thinking!

Ealora: "Fraggle rock you scared the bajesus out of us “She let out another sigh before she turned a scowl on him “Couldn’t let us in on what you were plannin aye? She stormed below deck when you walked down the dock with the whore."She gestured towards the lower decks.*

Jack Trades: -=Broad shoulders rose slightly in a shrug=- I didnae consider it necessary, though perhaps I over-estimated yer trust in me. It couldnae have been helped though, lest I tip her off and give her information about us as well. Ye have me apologies. Any chance I can ask ye tae run interference fer me? Methinks any approach I make on Shaden will be painful, and I shouldnae let her stew in the thoughts I think she's having.


Shaden:The bath while it should have been soothing.. and relaxing .. wasn't doing it's job.. after a few moments of staring at the door.. she begin to wash quickly, both hair and flesh.. scrubbing almost violently.. as was her train of thought at the present moment.. finally done.. wrapped in a towel.. she would settle on the bed.. scowling at his shirt laid out on the end.. with a dainty manicured hand she picked it up and tossed it on the floor.. with a grunt of displeasure.. punched her pillow.. and blew out the candle.. " He didn't come back " she whispered to herself as she pulled the covers over her body...

Ealora:"Your right there though. Least it of given her information..at least you made her death look an accident. Mine would of been murder.."A look went to the gallery leading down to the Cabin they shared before she let out a snort “An she wouldn't hurt me in her rage at you? No Jack I won't. Go down there, break the door down if you have to and kiss her silly. Kiss her till she knows there is no other. or bear her wrath like a wronged puppy. Either way, you'll of manned up to it. You know, she told me to have hope last night, when I was ready to go cold. She was the gentle hand. You got a right good woman there Jack. Do the right thing now, aye?" Awww, Kodak moment and the Captain was grinning his way. No she was not going to let him be a coward at this point.

Jack Trades: -=A low grumble rumbled from the barrel chest as he thumped his way past the captain=- I did do the right thing, ingrate. -=The thumping turned to near silence as he crossed the gallery and neared the door. Standing to the side of the door, a calloused hand would slowly, silently turn the knob, letting the door more fall open under its own weight than tugging it. A moment passed and nothing flew out of the darkness within. With a huffed breath, the smith steeled himself and ducked in through the doorway, moving toward the shadows of the room to find her in bed.=-



Shaden:The scent of her bath.. was still in the air.. the darkness of the windowless cabin engulfing.. indeed he would find her in bed.. his shirt recovered from the floor and held to her.. as she slept soundly.. cheeks still wet from tears... she had a long day.. first a battle.. then up most of the night with supplies.. then her lover ran off with a whore.. she was exhausted! and beyond.. soft steady breathing sounds.. came from beneath the covers... interspersed with little hiccups... a sure sign she had been crying .

Ealora:There was a honeyed laugh following after the burly figure fading as he disappeared downstairs and the pirate queen turned. Brave man. She'd miss him, sure Shaden would kill him. Then again maybe not. They say angry sex was the best. She stayed on the top deck, even took a seat near the mast before the pirate queen dropped off into a deep sleep. Dreaming of a fiery passion filled kiss.*

Maahes: was the last on the decks, his massive frame moving in the darkness towards the slumbering captain. In the distance the flashes of lightning could be seen as it tore through the sky, but no thunder in it's wake. It was too far still, but they seemed to be heading straight for it.
"Come, hellcat." He spoke gently as he scooped the much smaller figure into his arms. "No place for a lady." A smile crept across his lips as he cradled her against his chest, and somewhere as vain as it sounded she was dreaming of him. Served him right as he would have been thinking of her in return.
Once the pirate was placed within her sheets he removed her boots, removed her stockings, removed her overcoat, and then pulled the sheets up to her shoulders. A well worn hand trailed the line of her face before he would return to the deck.

[Chief Baliff Ealora]

Maahes: Shaden would have her scented tub and Maahes would have his shower.. The storm had provided cleansing waters that sluiced down the sails and mast in a steady stream.. As he bathed, soap lathering his body he reflected on the several times he had looked into the castle mirror thinking to cut of his trademark dreads.. Anulia had put them in when he was but a teenager in the arena. They were a sign of esteem, the man who had the longest dreads, held the most esteem.. He wondered what the citizens of Skye, and others would think of a Maahes without the trademark dreads.. Instead a head of soft black curls.

Shaden: Leaving Ealora’s cabin and making her way back to her own, was a matter of traversing part of the deck.. The blanket was lifted over her copper curls.. As she hurried along.. But stopped dead in her tracks at the sight of the General showering like some pagan Adonis.. Her eyes widened for a moment then adverted.. As she headed toward the stairs that would lead below deck. The darkness however hid a coil of rope, that her Maahes blinded eyes failed to see.. It was this that tripped her and sent her sprawling, into a skid across the deck amidst curses .. Then a loud thud as her body met with the side rail of the ship “ Who left the Damm rope out !”

Maahes: "Mmm I know this one." Be it of Egypt it was now Arabic and the very same drums that pounded below pumped the boiling blood through his veins. "Come my Queen unless you are afraid?" He offered his hand to the soaked Courtesan, and even wondered himself if he had been drinking. However there was a small gap placed between them from the past few days that music was often used to close. His amber eyes found Ealora filled with amusement and joy, but for now life was good. He was clean..a little cold, and fed. The man was content to the max, and perhaps even a little giddy. So take advantage of this, it was not often he was in such a rare mood.

Shaden: She looked at him oddly to begin with " Afraid of you ?" she gave him an look that lay mostly with siblings who goaded each other once to often.. with an indelicate exhale she smiled brightly tossing the towel back to Ealora.. then placing the small delicate hand into his much larger.. paw " Your Lead Milord " she cast him a glance that would have melted steel.. such a prickly little pear.. this woman.. scared indeed.. bah.. of a half naked man.. if he got to out of hand she would just.. snatch his.............................................................................................towell.


Maahes: She caught the towel and turned to toss it into her cabin before turning back to watch the pair as Maahes offered his hand and Shaden accepted. Never in a million years would she of thought this would be possible. What the rain would do to a person. Sliding back on bare feet, she leaned against the wall near her stained glass doors to her quarters to watch.

SAM: Sam wasn't about to let that happen, look at that man. He was trying to court another when the man knew full well what his Captain, his friend, hell even heart sister felt. Grabbing his replacement, he placed Beng to the helm before bouncing down the steps and offering a charming smile and hand to Ealora"Cap'n?" Ealora could only laugh as she took Sam's hand for a dance.

Maahes: In these lands so much meant they were in love and courting, when in the desert lands men danced with other men, hand in hand. It was not uncommon for men to bounce between women in rooms, it was called socializing. "You are afraid of me." He spoke the smile still present, and the booming of his deep voice in a tease. "I can smell it on you." He brought her body against his taking both of her hands within his own and holding them out to where she would be forced to meet him. Ok so maybe their version of dancing was more of a push your mate around, but if done right was very much the sight. Shaden just needed to know how to drop it like it's hot...though...he figured she would have it in there somewhere. She always surprised him. So this Sam...could think all he wants to, but if those hands moved anywhere he didn't like he'd find them on the floor. Trust him. True Story.

Shaden: Her hands were pulled outward forcing her inward, the thin soaked nightgown not much of a barrier.. she could feel the chill of his skin.. as he forced her into a submissive pose against him.. body submissive.. mind never.. mouth with certain.. NEVER.. " Your nose deceives you then General " her hips swayed elegantly to the beat of the music.. her footwork dainty and delicate as she moved still in his grip.. abruptly turning in his arms.. so that now.. instead of being held out to the side.. she was firmly encased within his embrace.. her back to his chest.. the arch of her back was dramatic as she swayed.. this would not be a battle she lost.. he would fold before her... that she was sure off.. a wicked gleam glittered in the depths of her glacial hues as she did the unthinkable.. most unladylike thing she could think of.. to dispose him of the notion that dancing with her was.. anything in the realm of fun.. She slid downward.. her backside pressing intimately against him slowly all the way down... until the lush curves settled over his knees.. then back up.. just as slowly.. but with a subtle grind that melded with the music.. drop it like it's hot indeed.

Ealora: She laced her fingers with Sam and submitted to the mans lead as he raised their hands up, she twirled, fairly easy on a wet deck and bare feet before being crushed to the mans stomach. Arms sliding around the mans neck as hip met hip swaying in time to the beat.

SAM: Sam's hand swept down to the small of her back as he dipped his Captain backward then brought her back up to crush against his chest again.

Ealora: Ealora let out another honeyed laugh before lids fell closed so she could feel the music. It was how she had learned to dance. Thank god for it with Shaden sliding down Maahes they way she was! She felt Sam's hand move across her back and unwound her arms to turn in his arms. Laying her hand over his, she guided his hand to her hip as she swayed them in time with the music. It was all just dancing, feeling the beat and moving how our body told you too. Lids lifted and she grinned at Sam as she slid a hand back behind his head before turning in his arms again, this time rolling her body like the waves that hit the side of the ship from shoulder down through her hips. A perfect roll of the feminine form.

Maahes: "You forget, Almas " Maahes stilled as her body moved against him, but then who could not. See..she did surprise him. Oh, how he thought of home, the women of the Arena with coins that circled their hips and spoke when they stepped. “Of our..words..the other morning." His accent rolled from his lips in rich thick tones, often running his words together and pronouncing vowels in awkward sounds. With her back to him, one hand released her own taking hold the slender shoulder as if to prevent her from doing that again. A brush of the wind sent water remnants from the sails across his bare back, that had just certainly been warmed. He sucked in air at the bitter cold and arched his back with a cry leaving his lips. ''ibn il tinayich !" He cursed with Arabic first, as he nearly ran Shaden over to escape the icey cold. "Son of a.." He released the hand of Shaden that he still held with a laugh. "I am sorry..was very cold." At least that took care of one problem, but how quickly his heart heated at the sight then before him. Mr. Sam with the rolling ocean. He sucked in air and puffed his chest, the light dusting of black hairs on ends from shock of the water. Distract him, distract him, distract me Shaden. "You were afraid."

Shaden:" my name is not Amos.. and I've conquered my fear of you.. seeing you in the nude.. has... cured my illusions " caustic viper tongue, no wonder courtesans were often likened to serpents, another reason was their ability to wend their way about any situation.. as he balked forward.. she laughed... " Cold was not a word I was thinking " her hands landed across his broad chest.. her thumbs tweaking the male nipple.. in a mean spirited way knowing he was all eyes at Ealora.. and that she could have been naked atop him screaming tally ho... and he would have still had nothing for her except the game of.. " he looked at me... are we there yet ?" pinching hard now at his left nipple she quipped.. " If you want her.. take her... if not.. " her head swiveled to where Ealora and Sam seemed to be having the time of their life dirty dancing " you may loose her.. for good "

Ealora: Sam looked like a man who had just won the jackpot. Sliding a hand around Ealora waist. He pulled his Captain in tight to him, rolling body and all as he worked his body to move with her own. Ealora turned again his arms, pressing her bottom into the front of him as they continued to sway to the beat below.

SAM: Sam gave a groan at her move. Lord all mighty his Captain was the devil. Sliding one hand around her waist and the other slide down her thigh and yes between her legs only to grasp hold of her thigh though as he lifted her up, did a complete turn around and let her slide down his body to the ground again.

Ealora: Ealora hand gripped the back of Sam's neck as he lifted her and did a turn. She could not help but laugh as she slide down his body only to continue the sway of her hips in time with him.


Maahes: He quickly caught her wrist belonging to the hand that pinched at the nipple and ran his palm over the flesh. Ow! Though the word would not leave, he could not speak in the moment until.."She does not smile very often." The music below deck slowed then, the drums subsiding to a single violin, and so too would his steps. A gentle sway, the General moved to be a bit more..gentlemanlike. Taking her with perfect form as he had been instructed. "and I did not say Amos. Ah-la-mah-s. Almas means diamond. The diamond in the rough, the rough being Jack." He had not missed her storming away last eve, and in fact wondered what had come of that fight. Hell he might have even asked, had his mind been clear and not watching those hungry hands of Sam's. Eyes daring him to go any further.

Jack Trades: -=Amidst all the festivity, music, and the noise of the storm, the familiar shadowy profile had silently emerged on deck. It leaned against the outer wall of the cabins below the helm, clad in the same garb that draped his figure on sunny days. The hearty voice rumbled out on the ebb of thunder, seeming perhaps a continuation of the deep rumble.=- Rough, eh? Methinks it nae be appropriate fer the kettle tae call the pot black. -=A chuckle shook the barrel chest.=-

Shaden:Taken now in a more proper.. from.. they danced a Scottish waltz.. as was signaled by the soft vibrato of the violin below deck , " sounded like Amos.. and Jack is not rough.. so much as.. needing a little polish.. but he shines brighter than any I know " her words fell from her lips as she was whirled, not knowing Jack had appeared.. until his voice.. boomed out.. her face paled.. eyes closing, and she tripped.. the master dancer tripped ungracefully stepping all over Maahes bare feet.. flailing against his half nude body... to catch herself.. on anything that would keep her from an intimate meeting with the deck once again.. and it happened.. the towel about his hips.. well it was gone.. in the flurry.. and she still hit the deck.. towel in hand blinking up at Maahes.. shoving the towel back at him " Cover that up !"

Ealora:With the descend of the beat and the new tune. Ealora had gracefully stepped away from Sam. She didn't know a Scottish waltz. The booming voice of Jack had her turning to look at the man when she caught Shaden trip from the corner of her eye and turned in time to see a completely nude Maahes with the towel being tossed back at him. Her body rocked, trying to keep in the laughter that desperately wanted to get out. Shaden's horror wouldn't be Maahes downfall. He wasn't ashamed of his body, just like she was not ashamed of hers."Hmm. well..."And the pirate queen had no smart remark.

Maahes: He had nothing to be ashamed of, and you know what they say about the Moor. Once you go black..However he would take the towel and return it to his hips. "Hello Mr. Kettle." Would that be a new nickname? Nah. His gaze was low on the man but instantly on the hunt for Sam his eyes snapped in the man's direction. Dark, daring like a Lion in the brush he would stalk his prey with slow steady steps that cried of his confidence. Maahes was in no way cokey, but knew damn well what he was capable of; what his body could do...what his hands could do to a man. That man, those hands that touched his. As she had claimed him the night before, this was his way. Around the backside of the smaller frame Sam was looked up and down, and victim to his hot breath as it blew out his nostrils in a huff. Was that a low growl escaping him? Why yes, yes it was but the silence would be broke as behind Sam Maahes whispered through clenched teeth. "Watch those hands, pretty boy." With the music and the now distant storm no one else would hear, but just the scruff on the back of his neck standing on ends who couldn't
figure it out?

Jack Trades: -=The chuckle blossomed into a laugh at Shaden's unfortunate spill. Striding over the distance between them, his bulk would bend in a flourishing bow more befit a gentleman than one dressed as himself. The violin crooned on as the hearty voice rumbled.=- M'Lady, may I have this dance?

Shaden:Left in a disgraceful heap at Maahes feet.. she would have taken the hand of the devil.. to rise from the deck that had claimed her behind injured now twice.. there was gong to be a bruise she just knew it.. her lips drew into a taut line.. as she was hauled up.. chin lifted like a princess not a sodden nightgown clad waif on a ship.. " Of Course.. my hero " sarcasm.. with a dash of iciness.. seemed she was not over her fit.. her hand linked in his.. as she stared at his chest as the music directed their steps

Jack Trades: -=The chuckle blossomed into a laugh at Shaden's unfortunate spill. Striding over the distance between them, his bulk would bend in a flourishing bow more befit a gentleman than one dressed as himself. The violin crooned on as the hearty voice rumbled.=- M'Lady, may I have this dance?

Shaden: Left in a disgraceful heap at Maahes feet.. she would have taken the hand of the devil.. to rise from the deck that had claimed her behind injured now twice.. there was gong to be a bruise she just knew it.. her lips drew into a taut line.. as she was hauled up.. chin lifted like a princess not a sodden nightgown clad waif on a ship.. " Of Course.. my hero " sarcasm.. with a dash of iciness.. seemed she was not over her fit.. her hand linked in his.. she stared at his chest as the music directed their steps.

SAM: Sam's chest puffed out in return. True the man was a head taller then him and well muscled unlike his scrawny body. At least he had the arms for the heavy work. Blues stalked left the right but he wouldn't back down as the beast stalked behind him like some crazed animal. Jaw taught. He turned to eye the beast as he muttered low so he wouldn't embarrass his Captain nor alert the other two to what he was saying “Why, you don't touch her...hell you don't even love her. You don't own her. What your afraid of, is she'll get over you...and she will..damned if I have to spend my last breath helping her along" The pirate backed up a step but he wasn't backing down, merely taking a step back to turn his head up so he could stare the beast down.

Ealora: True enough, she couldn't tell what was going on but the tension was enough to have her stepping between the two “That’s enough!" Honeyed voice firm as she slid a look to her first and then to Maahes and back again “We’re all having fun here. None of this..."Was there a bit of pleading in her voice. Tired of fighting, tired of hated stares. Yes. There had been enough of that and she had honestly felt good before, just dancing, nothing implied.
Maahes: Fine. Though eyes would not tear away from the man 'oh yeah? Well watch this' they dared as his abrasive hands came to clasp her hips the hold unmovable as she pulled against him. Her body was in the moment moved for her with his pull. Every inch of her was forced against every inch of him. Hard massive lines met soft feminine curves, and it would be then his arms would curl with his hands cupping either side of her face. Where Sam was one head shorter, Ealora would almost be two, right? The muscles over his back tightened and flexed with the bend in his neck as a kiss met. If passions were pulled on earlier in the eve they only touched what he was offering. MINE MINE MINE, right? One hand remained to her cheek while the other ran it's open palm down the soft flesh of her neck, chased by the gentle tips of his fingers. In that moment he offered her everything as suddenly Sam and the rest were gone and they stood on the deck alone. The wind blew filling the sails, and he would break to open his eyes taking her in. The beautiful features that could melt thousands only fueled the fire. However, what better way to ruin a perfectly romantic moment then the lift of his head to Mr. Sam. with a cokey..'yeah top that' grin.

Jack Trades: -=Stepping and swaying in time to the music, the hearty voice softened for the lady in his arms as if the squabble a short distance away was not happening.=- 'Tis me fault, and I know it. I overestimated yer trust in me. Yer performance with the spy had been perfect. I figured ye would be in the know if I played the part as well.

Shaden:" you didn't' overestimate my trust.. I trust you.. always have " her tone was that of a chastised child for a moment.. her eyes not meeting his.. " There is no fault in your actions.. I have no... hold on you.. you are free to act as you wish.. " damm Scottish waltz was taking forever.. and like Jack she was immune to everything else that was going on with Maahess Sam and Ealora... how was it she could dance with a half naked man.. and her blood stay cool.. not even a thump or thud in her heart.. but when Jack was near she felt as if her knees would buckle.. and her heart raced.. pulse throbbed. she was twirled outward then back in, her hands landing on his chest.. and she stopped.. no more dancing.. she just stared at his brawny chest.. rain pouring down over her features.. before she removed her hands... " I can't do this..." the words.. fluttered on the breeze... as she turned.. heading for their cabin..

Ealora: Their challenging stares only proved this wasn't going to end with just saying enough. Her mouth opened again to speak when her body was pulled into the hard muscle of the beast as her hands collided into his chest. For a moment her ire rose, she wasn't going to let him prove his point just by pulling her in! Then his lips met hers and she had thought she kissed him with passion. Had his arms not been around her, her knees would of buckled and she would of gone splat, right onto the deck. In that kiss, as foolish as it sounded, she felt what he was offering, Lord how he had hurt her and perhaps she was stupid for it but she let him in within that tiny moment and the meeting of lips. Yes this blood crazed pirate loved the man that was kissing her and it wasn't going to change. The feel of his fingers down her neck made her shiver in his arms. The man was driving her insane and then his lips left hers and she saw the look he gave Sam. Romantic moment ruined indeed. Gritting her teeth, she let her hand fly, smack, right across his cheek as she broke away from him. She wasn't going to be a game, 'lets see who could make Ealora weak'. Just as Shaden had retreated, the pirate queen did as well, right into her own quarters.*

Maahes: It would not be his face, or his pride that hurt, but his chest as his heart tightened until it stopped. The beats that followed very very very still and meek. The rain started again, and he could feel it around him, and he heard voices but he could not move. Did she just hit him? Was he just slapped? Often it was forgotten that in many ways he was learning..or changing. Scorned like a puppy still in training, he would learn to NEVER do that again. With one step forward there would always be three back. He felt it then the cool rain against the sting of his face, and everything about the man flat out shut down. What giddy mood was there, flew like a flock of birds--away. He hardened up, eyes darkened and his anger rose. From man to machine he transformed, the raw real danger coming alive in the heat of his hatred.

Jack Trades: Wait! -=a calloused hand reached out to grasp her arm, stopping her. With a single motion, the hulking frame bodily picked up the soaking waif in his arms and hauling her off towards the cabin.=- If ye cannae do it out here, then we'll do it in here! -=A hob-nailed boot kicked open the door before the two slipped inside.=-

Shaden: She didn't make a sound as she was hauled out of sight... over his shoulder like a sack of grain.. her eyes wide as she saw the parting shot of the pirate crack across Maahess face.. well that went south didn't it...? yikes..

[Chief Baliff Ealora]

Ealora: She was shaking. Hurt at the look he had given Sam. Was she just a game? The anger also rose in her. How could he do that knowing how she felt, knowing he had told her he didn't love her. Her knees buckled but she managed to grab hold of one of the pillars of the bed and keep herself upright. Her body was screaming with firey rage. He offered her everything in that kiss, how could he do that when he had broken her heart only a day or so ago. She'd begged him to let her go then. He had a soul mate and it wasn't her. Her hand stung having connected with his cheek and she clenched it to keep the sting to a minimum. She wanted to shut down, shut him out of her head, out of her heart and her body but it wasn't possible. Not when she was so angry and just like the panther she was. She let out a growl.*

Maahes: Oh, she would not have to worry finding reasons to shut her out, he was more then willing. Was that a game? No. His eyes parted from the bleak darkness to settle on Sam, and the distance was slowly closed. Chest to chest, face to face his warm breath moved in a puff from his lips. "Keep her." Such a foul taste had been left with the bitter sting.

SAM: The man backed up into the railing. The wrong words meant his death. Even he wasn't stupid enough to tempt the beast with foul words but his jaw crunched at the words spit in his face"You don't deserve her anyhow."He bit back before working in a wiggle away from the man only to turn to watch Ealora appear at the doorway. Damn it, guilt wrecked the man. He had been selfish. Her loving meant a change in his life. That was why he hated the beast. He couldn't spit out any more words as he stalked down to the gallery.

Ealora:She couldn't believe she had struck him, had even returned to apologize when she heard the spitting words of Maahes. Celadon eyes slide to watch Sam take his leave before they turned to the back of the beast. Even she felt the rage within him like her own but there was that stab at her heart. Yes, this was her fault. She never could control her anger nor really find cause at time for her anger. That kiss had meant so much to her but to see the look after. She reacted before thinking on it. A hand raised to rake through russet waves as she stalked past the beast and began to pace the deck. What to say, was there anything to say?*

Maahes: She wouldn't get a word out of him, he had seriously shut himself in, but his eyes did watch her move. Nothing was said in return to Sam, hell he didn't even move. All he could do was think about how Tommy would have taken her head off, and felt it best he never spoke of the slap. Go to bed Ealora, so I can. That's what he needed..sleep. All would be better once he slept. Besides he was having too much fun tonight. Fun: wasn't a word Maahes took part in very often.

Ealora:Whirling around on her bare heels, she had felt that. She could still feel him. What he said without words. She stalked back towards her room but stopped halfway there but still a few feet away from him"I told you..I damn everything I touch..."Was that her way of an apologize. Somewhat but it was the tears that trickled down her cheek that were the sincerest part of her hurt in hurting him. She needed him, by god she didn't want to let him go but now she was left without a choice. The pirate hadn't cried in years, stopping them at any turn they would show but here, she couldn't. Pressing her lips tightly together, she inched forward before the effect took over and she disappeared into quarters.*

Maahes: He would follow her, with normal like nothing happened steps. Nothing happened as in he never slept in that bed, or kissed that face; nothing. He didn't want to say anything, didn't have anything to say. However he wanted a change of clothes, or clothes to put on rather. The very sight of the bed and the pillows made his eyes grow heavy but not tonight. He'd make his own bed in the crow's nest if he had to. Gathering his gear he slung the bag over his shoulder. "Sleep well." With that he just wanted away, and to be alone. He wanted to be home in Skye, in the hills...and to see Avaria. (d

Ealora: "Maahes, I'm sorry..."She spoke to his back before taking a seat on the windowseal like seat, sinking into the cushions heavily and gripping at the edge of the seats and into the pillows there. "Don't...sleep out there. It's raining and your going to get sick if you keep soaking yourself and not drying off."She only needed a minute to sit before she pushed off the seat and headed towards the door."I'll sleep in the gallery with the men, the rocking doesn't bother me." She let a hand raise to her face to wipe away the dampness of the tears that had been there. She knew he was not going to talk to her but be damned if she couldn't shut up."You hurt me...treating that kiss like a game. You know I love you...you know what you said to me, I remember. You have a soulmate in Skye. You..don't love me and by god, my heart broke but I needed to push you away. To stop the pain and then that whore called you a slave and Jack played his little game...then that kiss...I meant it, every unspoken word of that kiss...I..."She stopped and raked a hand to her mouth. Hell if she could go on, it hurt. Her body, her heart, her soul.*

Maahes:"You think I did not." He spoke as he turned still with his bag over his shoulder. "I do not play games, Ealora. That was not a game. He was touching you! His intentions were to touch you..to make you happy. You laughed." Falling from his mouth, the words felt like rain. He parted his lips to continue but just shook his head and moved out into the night. There would be no stopping him, Maahes was back to normal. (d

[Lady Shaden Aramoire]

Jack: -=In the same manner as she had been carried in, the soggy kitty was plunked down on to the bed.=- All right. Let's have this out. I love ye, and ye love me, at least as far as I know. So let's have this out so we can get back tae lovin' one another, eh?

Shaden : She glared at him " Manhandling me is a great way of showing affection " standing from her position on the bed.. she huffed.. and moved to the trunk that held her belonging flinging it open and rummaging thru it.. her face pale at his words.. Love.. what the hell...? " I told you before I don't believe in love.. it's an over romanticized ideal perpetrated to keep women happily married and having babies.. not to mention used by women to keep men in line and on occasion to supply them with a way of life " cold harsh words.. as she pulled out another nightgown stripped off the sodden one and shoved the dry one over her head.. wiggling out of her under drawers and replacing them beneath the nightgown.. never turning around to look him in the eye.. for the time it had taken him to leave with the prostitute.. until the moment he walked into her cabin after they sailed.. she had labored under the delusion he had actually went with the tart... her heart was crushed.. and that it didn't really happen.. while making her glad on one hand.. only served to seal her decision.. the pain was awful.. but it was gone now.. the balm his very love... how she wanted that so much she dreamed of it.. of him... yet she knew with certainty.. that she would not change her profession.. nor her ambitions of starting a House for Courtesans.. and he would suffer the same pain she had ten fold.. with each client.. each... night she was not in his arms.. how could she condemn him to that.. she couldn't... she loved him to much...


Jack: -=There were no words to express what he knew or what he felt. The hat and poncho were promptly discarded, unveiling his grizzled features in the lantern light. Calloused hands gruffly gripped her, pulling her away from the trunks and spinning her to him. Without giving her a moment to speak, his lips pressed to hers, sucking the rising protesting breath from her mouth as his arms held her to him.=-

Shaden: She struggled against him.. god and all his saints no.. she couldn't bear his kisses not now.. not after he told her he loved her.. roasting in the pits of hell was less torture she was sure... her hands pushed against him as she fought.. her lips bruised and taken.. claimed.. into a kiss that was laden with passion, anger.. lust.. love.. all combined in the perfect expression of what he felt.. her heart lurched inside her breast.. jerking back.. she bit his lip... painfully enough to draw blood but not to do permanent damage.. nails sinking into his chest.. " I don't love you " she hissed.. trying to make him believe it..more than likely failing miserably cause it sounded almost like.. I love you breathy... intonation.. not quite the great actress in his arms.

Jack: -=His body arched in pain with an unbidden gasp. He words were only met with a breathy growl=- Don't lie tae me! -=His arms tightened about her again, wrestling her down to the bed where he pinned her, his lips pressed to hers again in passion, smearing his blood across her chin like so much lipstick.=-

Shaden : She wriggled beneath him like a wildcat.. and when he spoke of lies.. she stilled... her eyes going wide... before he kissed her once more... the taste of his blood on her lips... metallic... as his tongue invaded her mouth... she had lied to him.. and he called her on it... she had promised not to.. and broken that promise... but... wasn't it for the better... her hands pinned above her head.. his body over hers.. there was little to do but wriggle like a fish outta water.. against him.. which only served to heighten his arousal.. " I don't.. " she gasp.. feeling her body heat beneath his .. oh how this man provoked her in more ways than anger...

Jack: You do! What do you gain by saying otherwise? Ye think yer going tae save me form some wretched fate? -=Another bloody kiss punctuated the question, not giving her time to answer before a hand tugged at there nightgown roughly, ripping the fabric.=-


Shaden : "yes" she gasp as the fabric was torn.. her breast reveled to his eyes chilled flesh.. perfected globes displayed before his hungry gaze.. " I.. Never want you to feel what I felt.. " she pushed at him with her shoulder... " I won't.. be the cause of that.. " her head turned.. then staring at the wall.. her whole body shivering beneath him.. " I don't... " whispered.. into the darkness " I can't...not to you"


Jack: Yer too late then. -=He growled as a hand gripped her lovely breast, crushing it under his weight, feeling her shiver.=- But ye were nae the cause. And ye never shall, because I understand what ye havenae yet. I'll love ye despite the fact ye might lie with other men.

Shaden : Her breathing was erratic.. a mixture of emotions.. fear anger.. passion.. lust love.. love.... she loved him... ? a catch in her breath and she stilled completely.. his lips finding her neck.. fingers playing over her breast.. roughly almost painfully... pinching taut the buds of femininity that throbbed and ached for his touch.. " Jack.... " his name was soft.. now.. imbued with all the emotions she held for him... " I cannot ask you... that... when I cannot do the same.. I was almost insane last night.. when I thought... you... and her... " she wriggled her hands from beneath the calloused ones that pinned her.. framing his face in her palms.. " I felt I could kill her and you just the though of you with her... how can I lay that burden at your feet.. ?"

Jack: Ye cannae lay at me feet what I've already taken onta me shoulders. -=kissing up the length of her neck, nibbling at her ear, the other hand would find the tear in the fabric and rip it further, letting the shirt fall away to bear her body to him.=-

Shaden : Her eyes would close then.. leaning back.. her arms.. returned to the hand that pinned them .. in submission... a soft purr as she arched upward toward his lips... her breast teasing against his chest... after it was ripped completely from her.. and though her words said one thing.. they meant another as she whispered against his cheek " I don't love you " her tone husky and sweet... legs raising to caress his hips.. in invitation... " not even one little bit "..

Jack : His lips teased over her for a long moment before he claimed her.. Murmuring “ you will.. “

[Lady Shaden Aramoire]

(and so returning from Aberdeen to Skye the Foursome did decide to resume the Treasure Hunt.. this small deviation from the rebelion in Skye would afford both time to heal for Shaden.. Time to Grow ever Closer for Maahes and Ealora.. and Time to find what may be the saving grace of Skye.. a treasure.. of sorts.. that could change the way the wind blows.. for Scottland.. what did the ToyMaker Seek.. only time would tell )

Jack: The stolid figure stood at the docks, observing the last of Shaden's possessions and her steed being brought aboard. A hefty arm crooked through the elbow of Shaden's as a calloused hand reassuringly stroked her forearm. The hearty voice rumbled quietly, not carrying out into the crowds around them. “ How are ye holding up love? “

Shaden: Gazing up at him she merely nodded softly before walking toward the ship.. “I’m fine.. just takes time.." she patted his hand softly... almost absently.. she adored him.. with all her being.. there was no doubting it.. she watched as Merri was lead aboard.. and turned to the cart with the small carpet bag that held Leo.. her own hands holding the little yorki terrier.. London.. it was going to be like Noah's friggin ark.. if she didn't stop collecting animals.. " I should ask you the same.. we haven’t really.. talked.. lately .. where are we going.. ?" perhaps a double edged question not only as in destination.. but.. perhaps she was asking about their relationship too.. he wasn't the only one who could be cryptic.

Ealora: A hand touched Shaden back softly before Ealora passed her. More supplies had been loaded. Another destination unknown to the Captain. A hum of amusement passed her lips at the sight of the horse being loaded onto the ship and the cat within the bag and the dog within Shaden arms. What was she a friggin Zoo keeper? She was going to get Shaden a Camel, then it all would be complete. The hem of her coat flapping as the Captain made long strides down the dock towards the ship. Normally, there was no fear of the night for the woman, but lately, she felt a shadow looming and not the shadow witch for which Aberdeen called her. The name still rang within her ears, thankfully she found amusement in it. How else could a pirate hating General and a former pirate fall in love? She fairly danced up the gangplank, happy to be going back to sea? No and yes but mostly happy to have her family all together again. Battle hadn't broken that at least.

Maahes: There was a small groan lifted from thick full lips outlined with the black of his beard. "Another ship." His face was slightly green in areas, but thankfully the Beast was starting to get used life at sea. Maahes always packed light, when really everything he had was in pieces, and most of his clothes were rags. Need of a woman's touch? More then Ealora even knew.

Jack: The rhythmic thump of hob-nailed boots trailed after Shaden as she walked towards the ship. The voice rumbled on without any apparent change. “ I've actually never been better. Words would only complicate simple truths. We are close tae accomplishing something very important tae me, but it makes me most glad that ye are with me. “

Shaden : She turned to him as he said he had never been better her brow furrowing for a moment.. then it was as if the thought dissipated.. " I'm glad I could accompany you then.. " she tried to smile.. warmly.. but it didn't quite reach her eyes.. it hadn't much since... the little dog was cuddled and petted softly as she moved onto the deck then.. casting a glance at the excitedly happy couple.. oh.. how it made her joyous in her heart to see them so.. in love.."Maahes.. Ealora... I see we are going on an adventure once again..?"

Ealora: She couldn't help but let out a laugh as she patted at her husband behind. “Another adventure love “She shot him a wink and a grin as she passed him and then turned to look at Shaden "Looks that way sisterheart, which kind of reminds me, we're to have a talk, you and I...alone “A nod of her head as if that sealed the deal.

SAM: Sam moved to take a bag from Ealora arms and head towards the gallery, muttering about it being a damn zoo now that the beast was on board. Honestly, what did she see in him? The big black and blue ring around his neck testament to his dislike of the brute.

Ealora: "Thanks Sam, and shut up, be nice “She muttered under her breath, the bag taken from her hands and she turned again to watch the procession of cat in bag, dog in arms of Shaden and Jack aboard the ship. "Where we off to anyway's Jack?" What had gotten into her? All nice and smiles. Love did.

Maahes: A grumble here and a grumble there would return his word about never seeing a fairy in a zoo. Mumbling his dislike of the ship already he moved into the Captain's quarters and stretched out over the bed. Wouldn't be long before he was throwing up, so better get a few moments peace. It would all get better in time right?

Jack: The wrinkled brim centered upon Shaden as she turned to him. As they turned away, Maahes and Ealora, a calloused hand gently clasped hers, tugging her to face him again.” I'm sorry love, that did nae come out right. It has been comparatively good with the life I've led, though I know this is one of the roughest times you've ever faced. I love ye, Shaden, and I wouldnae make this journey without ye.” The brim would tilt up at Ealora's question. “ Make sail for the nearest trade wind.”

Shaden : There is was.. that elusive smile that had been.. missing as his hand touched her face.. she cradled it within her own a moment.. " Forgive me .. lately.. I.. cannot control.. my feelings.. and I am.. well.. childish.. I know.. things will get better.. and with you.. here.. it has to.. I wouldn’t' be anywhere else but with you now " what a mismashed load of.. garble.. when what she really wanted to say.. was simply I love you too instead she made no sense at all.. which was even worse than just being silent.. such a coward.. she had become.. but when she said the words.. she didn't.. want him to think.. they were a reaction to what had happened.. she wanted them to mean something to him.. Her eyes lifted as he spoke of trade winds.. "I'll just go settle London and Leo... in our cabin.. " up on tiptoe she brushed a kiss to his cheek and headed toward the cabin.

Ealora: Yes Maahes seasickness would pass in time and if not, she had the pressure points to ease it off him. She used them once before. One did not forget. A dip of her head was made to Jack and she turned away so the two could have at least a semiprivate moment. She would check on Maahes in a minute, for now she gave the call. "Pull in the plank, set off all ties and billow my sails with the wind!" The Captain set off to the helm to guide the ship away from port. True Sam could do it but he had been grumpy lately and one mistake meant the ruin of what was still her ship.

Jack: -=A soft chuckle burbled within the barrel chest as Shaden .=- Good. -=As she trotted off, and the ship bustled with the machinations of casting off and making sail, the wrinkled brim would swivel slightly from side to side. Broad shoulders expanded as a deep breath was taken and his arm extended upward. With nostrils filled with the salty air, his arms would clasp behind his back and the brawny frame would meander casually through the working sailors like a man might stroll through the park on a warm sunny day.

Shaden : Once inside the cabin she would settle the puppy and the Cat.. then flop on the bed with a sigh.. Leo.. coming to peer down at her with sage like green eyes as if to say..something pithy " Ohhhh I know Leo.. I know.. he's been a perfect gentleman.. and so sweet.. and patience.. understanding.. " her words drifted off.. as she moved to unpack a few of Jacks clothes.. lifting one of his shirts to her face and inhaling his scent.. for a moment it calmed the panic she felt in her heart.. as she turned to look at the cat once more.. knowing the yorki was a bit too young and well.. distracted by chasing her own tail to really understand.. " He hasn't.. even wanted me since.. what if he's just being nice.. because he feels guilty.. or.. what if he thinks.. I’m.. used.. now " she sank down on the bed once more.. and lifted the cat into her arms.. and begin to sob softly.. " I hate being in love.."

Ealora: The ship was settling into open waters and the Captain had disappeared leaving another in charge of the helm. Leaning on the doorway of Shaden and Jack Cabin, she merely watched her sister talk with the cat before she started sobbing, moving into the room, she shut the door behind herself, quietly while clearing her throat to announce her presence “Should really shut the door before you go announcing being in love sister dear." Honeyed voice was soft as moved the small distance and kneeled at her sisters side, a hand came to clasp at her knee. A knowing smile curved the side of her lips “Though I'm glad to hear you admit it, now I don't have to curse at you for lyin about it. “She tossed a wink her way as she pulled a cloth wrapping item from her coat. Unwrapping the item, a bracelet, she held within her hand as she lifted from her kneel and sat at the edge of the bed and began to gently wipe the tears from her face. “Your not used..Shaden..don't ever think that." The bracelet was set in her lap as she tilted her sisters face upward and dried her cheeks. "Your the flame Shaden, a flame is never used, its always bright, it can sooth and comfort or it can destroy both itself and other things. You ARE the flame Shaden, not consumed by it. “As she spoke, she took the bracelet, a silver band with one stone within the middle, the color of the stone was nearly a blood color but looked as if it were on fire. Quite appropriate it seemed, where had it come from. She wouldn't say.

Jack: -=The meandering toymaker would eventually make its way to the bow, where calloused hands rested upon the weathered wood railing. There the hearty voice would rumble again, but would take on it's version of a tenor's pitch, rolling out over the water in song.

"Home is behind the world ahead
And there are many paths to tread
Through shadow to the edge of night
Until the stars are all alight.
Mist and shadow
Cloud and shade
All shall fade
All shall fade"

Shaden : The cat was placed in her lap and suffered the indignation of her tears on his yellow orange coat with disdain.. and while not moving.. did set about cleaning himself.. as he looked up at the pirate queen with and air of ' who the hell are you?' look before returning to his ablutions.. her fingers gently stroking him.. meanwhile the little yorki had a new target in mind.. the shiny boots of the pirate.. the little dog pounced and growled at the feet of the captn.. having a right good old time.. Shaden however looked at Ealora with trepidation " no one was supposed to hear " she wiped at her tears.. " I didn't mean.. I don't want.. pity " she looked at Ealora.. with that haunted look.. " not from you or him.. or anyone.." the bracelet however was pretty.. and distracted her for the moment.. until she heard the singing , now the words took on a greater meaning.. " he sings... so sweetly... " she stood and paced holding the bracelet in one hand then turned to look at Ealora.. with darkened orbs.. " I had no choice... I fought.. but I couldn't.... "

Ealora: Ealora actually hissed at the cat. Damn animal. She was a bird and snake girl. Talk about your animal picks, one ate the other. Just like dogs an cats never agreed either. Leaning back, she watched her sister pace. “I’m not pitying you sister. How could I? You fought. That's more then some women would of done. They would of let it consume them and ended their lives. They are not the flame. You are. You fought and you're here. I don't doubt it will take time to heal but I know you sisterheart, this will not beat you. Doesn't seem like it now I know, but I know you as I know my own soul. Twinsouls remember?" Celadon eyes looked to the ceiling. Jack singing again. Yes even the pirate queen had to admit he had a nice singing voice. Lowering her eyes again, she only watched Shaden pace once or twice more before lifting off the bed and moving to her. Taking her hand in her own and the bracelet in the other, she slid the opening slit of the bracelet across Shaden wrist and down till it encompassed the woman's wrist. "You...are not at fault for what happened. You fought Shaden, the point is you fought. I know you did, you didn't have to say it. The point is, you must keep fighting. Don't let that light, that flame of yours burn out. I couldn't bear it. I wouldn't pity you. I..am so proud of you but I could not stand it if your flame went out. I admit, I hate seeing this torture continue, long after your escape. If you give in though, he wins. He will have snuffed out one of your greatest attributes and I do not want that to happen. If there is anything I could of done...I shouldn't have left you on the stairs..if I could take into me some of that pain caused you, I would do so without a second thought. If there is anything I can do now, I will do it. Only to know you will be ok, you will continue fighting. “She clasped a hand over her sisters wrist and the bracelet. “Let this remind you, you ARE the flame. You ARE my sister and the bravest woman I know and perhaps will ever know and I love you.."

Shaden : She looked at the bracelet for a long moment.. then up to Ealora before she grasp her in a tight hug.. that would likely cause her to loose her breath.. " You are my heart Sister Dear.. no other family.. but you .. have I.. I love you... and there was nothing you could have done.. it was my.. fault I should have never gone back for the shoe" for a long moment she held her tightly then stepped back.. " However " she smiled bravely.. " I do believe there is a man.. who loves you terribly and is .. waiting on you.. go.. enjoy your love... " she did not add that it was fleeting.. and often short lived.. and why she avoided it at all cost.. yet here she was.. caught.. up in the same thing.. she ran from like the plague.. quite.. ironic.

Ealora: Her arms came around her sister and grasped her in an equal tight hug. She even placed a sisterly kiss against the top of her head before the woman left the embrace. "You keep that safe hmm..been in the family for years. “She winked as she gestured to the bracelet then let out a hum of a laugh “Yes I do believe I will join him in bed. It's been a long day but you..you stubborn sister mine. You tell Jack what you told that hellion “She gestured towards the cat. “As they say, love will set you free." With that, the Captain strolled to the door and out of sight, back to the deck where she watched Jack's back for a minute before turning to her own Cabin and the hulking figure asleep within.

[Chief Baliff Ealora]

Washing Clothes, Meditating, The usual


Maahes: The Journey had begun, once again the General found himself battling only the illness inside, then that of their enemy. Though not a single complaint left his very thickly kissed lips. Ealora was off doing her duties, and he found himself at the helm of the ship watching the waters cut below. The sun beat heavily over his back, when the sails would deflate only to be hidden again once the wind filled them. The rush was amazing, and he found himself starting to understand why his Pirate Queen loved the ocean so much. The moment was spent collecting his thoughts, and with the scent of her flesh still upon him all he could do was think of her. However in between images and memories that before him, he could see a pair of the greenest eyes still red with the tears unshed. Little Sister was still below even when Jack was not, as he could hear his friends voice talking to one of the sailors. So pressing from the railing he found himself making his way into the depths of the ship, but skin crawling with the thought of being closed in. No not again..Closing his eyes he gathered himself as memories of a life that was left behind came with a rush. This will pass, Maahes. The ladder's steps would find his hands curled around them until the wood cried out below the pressure, and he almost turned on his tail and fled to the surface. However, the small light under the edge of Shaden's door would act as the end of the tunnel and press him further. Now...Maahes had very little manners, and deep down just flat out didn't understand that when you enter a woman's room you should knock. However, her naked body was nothing he hadn't seen, but the prayer she was clothed still left him.

Shaden: She was not as expected.. not laying in bed weeping or churlish instead.. the huge copper tub was filled with steaming water.. that was the sight that met his eyes when he first entered the cabin.. that perhaps he had again intrudedupon her bath... but his prayers were answered when she came from the side, almost hidden behind a huge armful of soiled laundry.. that she dumped summerialy into the tub with a dusting of her hands " Maahes.. I didn't expect.. do you have laundry as well?" the fact was she had went to all the sailors that day.. even Sam.. and collected most of their dirty clothes.. it was abhorrent how these men went dirty.. filthy.. and she planned to remedy that.. so.. while the clothes soaked in liliac scented waters she had another pile that was to be mended.. sitting to the side.. a sewing basket decorated with teh curled form of th orange tabby about it upon the top of the heap.. " Anything to mend?" her voice was a bit.. too bright too chipper.. and didn't match her eyes.. but she was trying to .. keep her chin up.. be brave.. move forward.. all those things you tell people to do.. when there really is nothing... to do.. to fix something that is broken.

Maahes: "You wash clothes?" Of course sounding as if his stuff never got cleaned, but in fact meaning he found it odd Shaden did her own work. However he shook his head. "No, unless you can cut hair, I have nothing that needs mended." Moving forward within the room, the cat caught his attention and he furrowed his brows at it. "That yours?" So subtle wasn't he? He stood there, one beast to another staring it down as if wondering should I pet it? Will it bite? Do you eat it? What was that smell? Nostrils flared with the inhale of air, once the tub was taken in, and he couldn't help but laugh at the irony of it all. Fruitcake pirates smelling like flowers. "Jack sleep ok?" Ice breaker.

Shaden: "Cut hair?" she looked at him oddly.. " Your's?" the inference .. have you got Ealora's permission might have well be asked.. " Yes that is Leo.. I've had him since he was a wee kitten.. " she chuckled letting the beast come to hisown conclusions about the larder feline.. but as his voice rumbled on it caught the attention of the other soul in the room.. the small yorki terrier bounding out of it's basket on the floor beneath the bed to pounce chew lick.. pounce growl at the sandle clad toes of the beast with great gusto.. albeit playfully... " Yes.. he slept well.. but was up at dawn.. going over charts.. " she turned and settled on a stool before the tub soap in hand begin the chore of scrubbing the clothes.. something had to be done to keep her mind off things.. might as well be laundry.. " And yes I wash.. sew.. embrodiery and afew other domesticated skills.. thought cooking is not one of them.. " she smiled wryly at him.. and returned her gaze to the sodden garment in her hands soaping then.. scrubbing the fabric agaisnt it'self until clean one after the other..busy work.

Maahes: Maahes was terrified of rats, and anything that looked like them. So when the dog came bounding forward he made just a few steps back. However the wagging tail of the k-9 was rather amusing, and his large frame bent to run his hand over the back of the hound. Bones and muscles cried out at the motion, once he took to one knee continuing his play with the pup. "Yes, mine." Blunt as always. With the bend of his neck, the heavy tendrils fell over his shoulders creating the mane he was known for. Part of his nickname right? "He's licking me.." Hands then ran down his pants to remove the moisture only to have it done all over. "Is it gay too?" Very serious this one, when he returned amber orbs to Shaden. Instantly he caught sight of what she was doing and stood to join her. Call him old fashioned, but he would not sit by and watch a woman work without helping. She was the Queen remember. (d


Shaden:"Her name is London.. and no.. that is a way of showing affection" she couldn't help but smile as he wiped away the dog slobber.. as he settled in beside her.. she offered him a bar of lavender soap.. it was the only kind she had" you wash clothes?" she gave him both the same intonation he had given her.. but allied with and arching of her brow that bascially showed her disbelief he was stooping to woman's work.. " Why do you want to cut your hair.. I though.. Jack told me it... was a sign of.. power.. like Samson.. in the bible.. " head bent to her task as she spoke..her own drastically shortened copper curls hid her face from his sight.. for a moment.. as she wrung out fabric tossing it into a wooden tub to later haul upon deck to have the sailors hang for drying.. wouldn't Ealora be suprized.. from mizzen mast to main.. the lot of her mens drawers and clothes blowing in the breeze.. but they would smell so much better now!(D)

Maahes: "London." He repeated, with most every name as it to practice. Bare arms dipped into the water to start washing away the dirt from the clothes, like a pro, and he would work until every muscle curled with the task. "Not power..strength, ability. Only God has power, I am simply his servant." Forever a slave to faith, but one he would die for wasn't that how they were all raised? "Though, these come from the hands of the Jungle Princess, Anulia. It is her peoples way of showing who the warriors are, and I want them gone. In God's eyes I married Ealora, but when we make it legal I will become a man of honor." Was this the most he had ever spoken? "A....gentleman. Gentleman do not look the way I do. I'll not have her hurt because she married a savage." His gaze rose to outline her face and take in the small amount of shame that was captured there before him. "It is not power, Shaden, it is hair. Will grow." Boy he had a way with words now huh? "but it is in the growth we find power." Spoken so much more gentle and calm. His way of reaching out? "Besides....I like short hair." (d

Shaden:Hands stilled in the depths of the water as she washed another peice of clothing.. " I think Ealora would take you hair.. short or long.. or even bald.. she loves you greatly... it is a rare gift you two share " her hands dropped the shirt she was scrubbing into the wooden tub after she wrung it out.. and she wiped them on her skirts. heading for the sewing basket.. then turned once again brandishing scissors before him... " Are you quite sure.. and you must tell her it was your idea.. I dont' want to be tossed overboard" she looked at him sternly.. compleatly avoding the question of her own hair.. lack of power.. and the fact that yes.. while it would grow.. it might as well be a badge of dishonor proclaiming her shame each time Jack looked upon her.. no wonder.. he was distant.. finding every avaiable moment to be somewhere else.. (d)

Maahes: "There is a lot she does not know about me." He continued to work wanting to get as much done for her as he could. "I can not read or write, so one less thing for people to gasp over would be the best." Pulling a shirt from the tub he took it between his hands and let the water be squeezed out. "I want to give her the life she deserves and was denied before." Standing he let the shirt join the others and made his way to Shaden. "In my homeland, it was not the same. Here in these lands, they want educated men to marry their daughters. Ones who are strong and can build homes by math. Big spaces by design, with pointed ceilings." He turned a small smirk to the courtesan. "In my country, the women do all the work." Amber fell to the small hands of the woman, and he took them within his own. Never could he imagine such petite fingers working as that. Though, he knew the men would eat her alive. "and I meant short hair on you." (d


Shaden: She almost withdrew her hand from his.. still the idea of being touched.. by anyone sat badly on her nerve endings.. it was an accomplishment perhaps a testement to her feelings for Jack.. that indeed she craved his arms about here. ironic she felt safest on a pirate ship.. but she did.. as she knew Maahes.. well enough to still her hand even though it shook slighlty in his.. leaving it.. for him to hold.. " I think.. that you are a very inteliigent man.. very strong in body and faith.. no one could ask for better for their daughter.. Wisdom is not all about reading.. and writing.. though.. if you choose to learn.. I could.. teach you... and you will be that much more.. the gnetleman husband for her.." now she withdrew her hand.. placing the scissors into the palm of the oppiste.. " So are you sure " again she avoided any talk of her own situation.. she had reverted to the cold ice princess.. the tactic of talking to clients about nothing.. but themselves.. it had worked before and she was sure it was the best way to handle things now.. compartmentalize things.. tuck them away.. far into the attic of the soul.. some things were just better left.. to be forgotton.(d)

Maahes: Perhaps if she only knew he would understand what she was going through more then any. His body was once an experiment, that lead him in the hands of a monster. A monster whose name started with an R, and that letter carved over his flesh. However, from all tragedy came triumph and he would have never met Tommy, and in return would not be before them. Though he could not help but feel faith and brought them all together. "I will take you up on that..but.."He pushed her hand away that held the scissors. "Your hands are shaking.." Oh hell nah! She wasn't about to put anything pointed against his head with hands like that. He should have let her hands go then, but curled his fingers around her own and brought them to meet his lips. "You take off, go see the surface I'll finish this..." The cat was staring again, and from the corner of his eye he felt it, and returned a heated look. "take that thing with you. " (d


Shaden: It was if he had burned her.. the quickness in which she fled that tenderness dusted upon her fingers.. snatched almost from him " I need to .. take these up.. for them to hang.. " she circled the wooden tub of sodden clothes that had been wrung out but now wieghed a ton.. leaving him with piles of laundry that still had to be dumped into the tub.. with a grunt of self sastisfaction she hefted the tub.. deceptively strong.., it's rope handles staining as she lifted it.. Once at the door she looked at both the cat and dog and made a slight sound with her tounge.. obediantly enough they rose.. the dog barking happily the cat.. walking slowly giving the beast a heated following his mistress.. thing indeed!(d)

Maahes: His heart hurt with her pull , understanding what she was going through and wondering what it was that had changed him. Yet, should it have been who? An Arabic prayer left his lips like a song when she left, as he asked God to be with her and to find the strength for her. Amber orbs narrowed on the cat and nostrils flared...fluffy. Returning to his seat he continued to work, like a good little house wife, until sweat started to fall from his brow and burn his eyes. Looking around for something to tie his hair back, he suddenly started to realize he was pretty much in the shrine of the enemy. All things woman..bras..underwear..lace..wooooo what was that? Curiosity always got the man and soon the flat lines of the corset were being inspected. What the hell was this for? Shield the sun perhaps? Yes! It must have been a hat! Hell he'd even try it out. Laying the fabric over his dreads he was quiet satisfied with himself, and thought this would have been nice to have since he could never get a helmet to fit; even had pockets to hold..what..apples maybe? Ok no it wasn't a hat..why would you tie a hat? Examining it a bit further, lord he was glad all Ealora wore was captains clothes..took long enough to get that off. (d

Ealora: Where was the Captain of the Shadow Storm. Safely locked away in her quarters, pouring over maps? Thinking of another adventure? another battle or bloodspot? Nope. She was meditating. As strange as it sounded, for she had never doneso with a full load, that included Maahes, Shaden and Jack. Between being a hard a** and seabattles, land rescues and well even falling in love. She hadn't had time to do something that centered her. Yes she enjoyed it, even if it brought less then savory memories to mind. At least she could review life then stuff it back to a place not many touched. Besides, the door wasn't really locked, more closed to a slit and the window was open behind her. Though the constant shuffle about was rather distracting, she found a way to center herself upon the floor, legs spread eagle and palms upon the floor. Eyelids closed and she inhaled sharply through her nose before letting it fall from her lips. Leaning forward, she pressed her palms against the ground, hard, while her hips seemed to center and swivel upward along with her legs. Talented eh? The Captain was handstanding on a swaying ship!*


Maahes: Should he even still be down here? Leather, and lace..lipstick..suddenly he felt rather weak in the knees and rose to escape. Gonna take this to Ealora's cabin he was. Yeap. So heave ho! The Beast pulled the water tub and all it's contents up the stairs..up the ladder..and into the captain's cabin. "Ealora. Shaden's room has very strange things." He shut the door with a slam only to turn and find her upside down? What the hell was going on in the world!?!?!? "Are you sick?" (d


Ealora: Ka-plop. The woman fell over on her back and left out a puff on wind before a honeyed laugh spilled from her lips as she turned her head to look at Maahes"No, I was meditating...but I guess I am done now" A brow rose questioningly at the watertub"What...are you doing with that?"*

Maahes: There was something in her laughter that was like a drug, one he could not get enough of. It was music to his soul and to his heart, but most it was beautiful. Taking slow careful steps to where she was he smiled down upon his fallen angel. The scent of lavender and roses came with him, as it was in the soup he had used to wash the clothes. "I'm helping Shaden, she's doing laundry." That hulking frame and plucked her from the ground lifting her into his arms. "Your men will smell of flowers while they do their work. Fitting." He mused at the thought of Sam smelling like the rose he was. (d

Ealora:Her arms wrapped about his neck as he lifted her up from the ground. Another laugh as russet hair swayed in the breeze from the open window in the back of the cabin and being swept into his arms. "Laundry? hmm I don't know whether to worry about you or be turned on by it"She teased before casting a look towards the tub"How much more is there?" Did the Captain know how to do laundry, only one way to find out right? "I suppose that's better then smelling like a dung heap. So I guess I can't argue."*

Maahes: Ask anyone from his past and see if the man ever smiled; they would clearly shake their head and check to see if he was ill at the sight. Maahes let go around her. Absolutely let himself free and grinned. Not not just smile, but grin, beam, laugh. Love. Love did this to even the hardest of hearts, though underneath all that stone really was a very warm and kind man. "Yes, there is a lot, but I'll not have you lift a finger." She knew this. Turning in the room he pressed her body into the cushions of the window seat, fluffing them around her as he did. "You sit." Returning to the tub he took a seat and tore a bit of fabric away from someone's shirt to tie his hair back. Hope it wasn't important he needed a bandana. "Has Jack told you where we are going?" Bare arms dipped into the water as he continued his work, looking rather....out of place. (d

Ealora: That smile of his. She loved it. Loved how it was directed at her and because the beast was for lack of better words, truly happy. She cast a questioningly look his way as he carried her to the pillows and set her down upon them. Now the smile that curled her lips was one of amusement. How was this, the husband did the laundry while the wife watched? This hadn't been what her mother had told her it would be. "I thought a wife was supposed to do laundry, cook meals and have the babies..at least that is what I was taught though I can't cook work a lick."she stayed cushioned there in the pillows for only a minute more before she wiggled off the pillows which had begun to annoy her bottom. She wasn't used to sitting for long periods of time nor letting others work while she watched. It just wasn't here. "No..he hasn't. Has he told you?" She kneeled by the tub before settling her bottom on her heels before dipping her hands into the sodden laundry within the tub of water.*

Maahes:From under the water her wrist was grabbed, and returned to the surface with the flat palm of his hand. "You make babies." Oh how serious that look was. "That's all." Damn it woman, don't argue me! His eyes cursed for him, as he let her arm go. Maybe there was a bit more force then he had wanted, but deep down had not meant it. His eyes narrowed in a challenge and he would make sure she got back to her seat. "No..he hasn't." Muttered under his breath as he continued. "I'm just glad to be away and back on the sea." (d

Ealora: For once she didn't argue with him. Was the sky falling in on them? No, she just grinned and wiggled away from the tub to sit upon the ground. He couldn't argue she should be back to her fluff, at least she wasn't doing the laundry like he wanted, but she did spread her legs again and lay her palms on the ground. At least she could stretch while he did the clothing. "Really? Make babies all on my own. That's quite the challenge for me"She retorted in a tease. "What shall I do when I am pregnant though Maahes? Can't continue making babies when I am all ready with child.." She was in a way answering his challenge, but without doing something he didn't want her to do. "After this, I live on land, with you, what shall I do then hmm?" Celadon eyes turned to him, fire a light but in the most teasing of ways.*

Maahes: "Why is it such a challenge? All Eirian did was eat..sleep..eat." He rose a black brow in her direction. "Does not sound that hard." Continuing on his work Maahes grew quiet for a moment before breaking the silence with his thoughts "Have you thought anymore of our wedding?" Was that a hint of nerves? Why yes..yes it was. Deep down he was nervous, afraid she would have changed her mind since they had not spoken about it since. (d

Ealora: Honeyed laugh followed his question"Because it takes two people to make a baby my love."Legs spread as she leaned downward nearly pressing her chest to the floor. Wiggling her feet back, she did a roll from her hips upward , her stomach all most to the floor and her shoulders pulled back , arms straight as an arrow. A grin crept across her lips as she turned her head to watch him. "Yes I've thought on it. I've even dreamed of it. Never thought I would be married..getting married..both actually. Something private with Shaden...and Jack. I think its perfect that way."I am sure Eirian does more in her days then just eat and sleep. I'm just curious of what I am going to do on land after living a sealife for so long."*

Maahes: There was a small little smirk that pressed his lips as he eyed her, and in question he watched her. What in the hell is she doing? Releasing the clothes he let his dripping arms fall from the water, and as if thinking without a mind of his own moved forward for her, keeping low to the ground. "Is stretching part of the act now?" He asked her with one hand raising to her hip and pulling her forward just a bit. Spread legs would be forced to wrap his hips as crossed his legs under him. Shaden would be angry if he didn't get the laundry done, but darn it he hadn't had the chance to kiss her since they've been back together! Wrapping his arms around her, he mused at how much this was like the other night, and even brought his lips to her own. Starting out soft at first, but deepening the kiss just as she had with a bit of force. "Tell your men to stop at the next port, we'll make this legal." (d

Ealora: "It could be, why is it making you hot and bothered?"She teased with a laugh until he began to stalk towards her and she could only grin. "Oh so you've not changed your mind. You still want me as your wife?" Her arms curled around his neck as her legs curled around his hips. She hummed softly as his lips met hers. A hum of contentment, much like, finally! Unrolling her arms from about his neck, she captured his face between her hands. She loved the feel of face within her fingertips, the scruffiness of his beard. "Really, make it legal, tonight?"A brow rose in question but there was wide smile on her lips, one that only came with a woman completely content and in love.*

Maahes: "Yes, let the world know, and.." He let his lips brush hers then over the smooth flesh of her cheek and down the pulsing vein of her neck. "I want your last name." He whispered against her skin, the sweet smell of her flesh entering him like the intoxication it was. "Though we have nothing that is needed, or what is custom. You will not have a dress..shoes..rings." That dangerous look entered his eyes, the animal inside coming to life. "If those are things you need." (d

Ealora: Her smile only grew as his lips trailed her cheek and a small moan escaped her lips as his lips continued to her neck and she curled her head to the side to allow him access to the sensitive flesh. Lord he was making it hard to focus. I want your last name..that snapped her back into reality. "Why do you want to take my last name?" Wasn't it custom for the bride, the wife to take the husbands last name? It was a truly curious question as she captured his face between her hands again and turned it to face hers once more. She wanted to look into his eyes, those amber ones she saw even in her sleep. "I can wear that red dress you love so much...shoes are an understatement and rings...those can come later..as long as they do..I love you...that is all that matters to me as far as a wedding is concerned."*

[Chief Baliff Ealora]

Always a Battle...even on ones wedding day

Maahes: The day had been spent separated, Maahes with Jack, Ealora with Shaden. The ship had made port like a hunter on it's prey, stalking over the water quietly. White sands, clear waters yet still there was just the slightest chill in the air. The Azores though not tropical had been a little piece of heaven for years. Though their true discovery would not happen for a hundred years, many restless travelers used this port to stretch sea legs and gather supplies from the native tribe. The Islands from a distance seemed blue as they were part of the tallest mountains in the world, but looked no higher then the lands of Skye. Deep down below the ocean they started, the twin peeks forming a foundation that seemed perfectly built for the stability of a Pirate marrying a General. Perhaps this was the sign he had been waiting for. Though far from home Maahes had always been a creature of adaptation (believe it or not) and found himself in the midst of the Portuguese speaking natives. "Tommy speaks this language." He mused listening to the people speak as he walked through the dusty street. As the sun came to rest, was when they would meet again, on the shores with the Island and the Ship as their backdrop. The time was almost right. For two that didn't really talk much, here Maahes was talking the ear of the man whose face he had really never seen. "Ever think about getting married, Jack?" In other words, I'm a little nervous, this is a one time thing for me...help. (d

Jack : -=A few days earlier while still in Aberdeen at about the time all hell broke loose, the brawny oilskin clad frame sat astride a bench, hunched over with its attention on the items layed out along the bench's length. Nearby a fire crackled and spit into the afternoon sun, warming a set of hand bellows that rested next to the fire. Calloused hands deftly maneuvered a small leather-wrapped mallet over a ring mandril, tapping away at a small band of metal. Removing it from the mandril, he slipped a small knotted loop of string over the mandril and re-checked the measurement. The process was repeated for another band. It had been no small feat to obtain not only the general's, but the pirate queen's finger sizes unawares while sneaking past a whole crew of pirates. But the accomplishment brought a smile to his grizzled features under the shade of the brim. It was then that a shabbily dressed, dirty man walked into the small courtyard the smith occupied, briefly looking over his shoulder. He walked up to the smith with a half-smile half-sneer on his greasy face.=- So this is what that's all for? I don't usually question these things, but I've got to know. Why go through all that trouble? Why not just ask another to do it? Or ask tae borrow the tools? -=the tapping stopped, and the wrinkled brim swiveled towards the man.=- Would ye rent out yer lockpicks tae another? -=The mallet was exchanged for a polishing cloth, and was used in a methodic fashion over the two bands.=- Besides, I imagine that ye can understand there is a certain satisfaction tae employing yer own craft, can ye nae? -=The man donned a chyt-eating-grin for a moment before a calloused hand extended ten gold coins to the man. He tucked them away before a troubled look flashed over his features.=- Hey, this is only half. -=while he spoke, the tools and bellows were collected and placed in a simple burlap sack.=- Indeed, the other half wil be paid when these are returned without being missed...or were ye hoping that I'd forget that stipulation? -=Another chyt-eating-grin was the man's only farewell=- -=Walking along Maahes in the streets, the burly frame strode along as it might down any other street, but the warm clime and the colorful town were not lost on shaded senses.=- Tommy is talented. I've learned Spanish, and it always strikes me at how similar the two languages are, though no Spaniard or Portuguese will admit to it. -=the brim centered on Maahes as the question was posed.=- Married? I willnae entertain the thought until some things are finished. Though somehow methinks that ye donnae really wish tae know me thoughts on me own romances. Part of wisdom is knowing the right questions to ask. What do ye really seek, my friend? (d)

Shaden: Shaden had spent the afternoon collecting the many piles of laundry that was dried and folding it.. the Sailors thinking she was some kind of .. great mother figure for their clean and mended clothes.. the next few hours would be gifted to her sister.. her twin soul in preparation of the wedding.. hair would have to be just perfect.. no one single stand out of place.. a silken cloth was used to smooth each strand into shinning brilliance, her skin smoothed with some of Shaden's expensive creams that would give her the scent of exotic orchids.. no one but her sister.. would ever be privy to share that scent.. it was specially made just for her.. now.. then the two of them walked to the beach arm in arm.. Shaden in a soft green gown as to not outshine the bride in all her glory.. who was nothing less than radiantly beautiful.. " I'm so happy for you.. both.. I know you will be blessed.. with happiness for all your days"(d)

Ealora: Ealora left it to Shaden to help make it perfect, at least the look of her. The woman was a courtesan so she trusted her in helping her pin her hair. Even the exotic scent of the creams were alluring. It was more then Shaden being a courtesan and knowing how to set things to looking flawless. It was because she was her twin soul. The truth was, she was all smiles throughout getting ready though her nerves had started to shake. She did not think she was making a mistake, never even crossed her mind. Not once. The strong headed woman knew what she wanted. She wanted Maahes, she wanted to be his wife, she wanted to spend the rest of her days with only him in her bed, in her soul the way no other could enter. Sliding the red Egyptian dress over her head and adjusting the extra yard to flow over one exposed arm. She turned this way and that as if to say, there, perfect right? Somehow the woman knew her mother was watching, finally understanding why her daughter had protested so much in her youth to an arranged marriage. Clasped arm in arm, she moved with Shaden down the beach. A honeyed laugh escaped her lips as she squeezed the arm within hers"Thank you my sister..I could not think of a more perfect day, with you and Jack to be our witnesses. I would not have it any other way. We are family."*

Maahes: Always Jack had the right things to say, the right questions to ask, and seemed to know when to stand to the left verses the right. Without breaking composure, or his stride Maahes spoke with eyes forward, "Am I making a mistake?" The truth was exposed like the back of his hand, and the tones deep with true concern. Cold feet? No. Simply questions with open ended answers. "Men like me don't live long. I'm the back bone of a nations army, the Talon of a Griffin, my life goes first into battle, and I am the last to leave." Though keeping his eye forward he moved it from the path towards the horizon ahead. "What if I'm killed, and leave her to raise our children alone? She is giving her life at sea, and I promised her in return...but." It would be then he took a deep breath, and turned to face the man as they walked. "I can't. I was made to kill. These hands fight, many lives they protect, but never have I about my own." Lord he felt ashamed and embarrassed all at once for even thinking these worries, but that was normal right? "Just tell me I'm stupid, and to forget it. I want to marry her. I'll survive somehow right?" All this gloom and doom talk wore him out; and already he was over it. (d

Jack : Mistake? Unlikely. -=The voice rumbled on as if descriing the best ways to plant tomatoes, but was not unwitting of the impact the words would have.=- It be only natural tae try tae anticipate long-term prospects when making a long-term plans. Though it be a mistake tae get lost in the "what if" game. What if ye convince her tae settle down in a little backwater town where nothing happens, get a reuglar job on a farm. And on yer first day ye fall off the wagon and snap yer neck on an uneven lump of sod? The exact hour of our fate is never foretold to us, so ye have little choice but tae share something beautiful in the mean time. Her life's occupation is nae without peril either, so the two of ye ought tae work well taegether in crisis. I will nae call ye stupid unless ye do somehting that truly warrants it. Now stop yer belly-achin', general. This is a good thing for ye and her. (d)

Shaden: There is your husband now... waiting for you " she nodded in the direction where the two men stood on the beach.. another man heading toward them.. perhaps the preacher.. that would marry them.. her eyes however drifted from the oncoming clergy to the tall mass of man behind the brimmed hat.. she didn't need to see his face .. to have a moment where her step faltered.. behind her sister for a moment.. in her hands was a small boquet of heather tied with ribbons.. every bride should have a boquet.. and she pressed it into Ealora's hands.. " Go and marry that man.. on paper.. your already married in your heart and soul.. "(d)

Ealora: She let out a rigid breath as they walked. Her nerves were shot. She had never felt like this before, both nervous and excited all at once, tugging at her stomach. Celadon eyes rose as Shaden spoke of Maahes annddd there was that other feeling. The flutter in her heart, the increased pace at which it pumped. He was the only man who made her heart beat fast and slow at the same time. With a small and even yes a little nervous laugh she took the boquet from her sister, kissed her cheek and then moved forward towards Maahes. As she reached his side, she reached out to take his hand into her own.*

Maahes: There was that moment, where Jack got one of those rare and precious smiles..the 'you're right', and it grew into a grin as he felt the smaller hand of the Pirate. The African tribal drums that beat inside his heart only pounded to life as he was lead to stand before the old man whose service was paid in 'you will do it or get your ass kicked' though of course for the right amount of Gold anyone would marry this pair. Hell he was the only English speaking Holy Man on the Island, so he would get double. With the sun falling from the Skye the night was well on it's way, and the torches were lit along the path.

Holy Man: "Dearly beloved.." He started with the tradition dating back as far as time, where man loved a woman, and though he was speaking Maahes could hear but only the sounds of the ocean at his back and the heart beating wildly in his chest. "Do you, Captain Ealora Malory, take this...man to be." The vow continued up until the part where she would answer, and all would grow quiet as waiting for her answer. (d

Jack : -=As the ceremony began, the burly frame unobtrusively slipped around the couple to come to rest at Shaden's side. Without a word, a calloused hand would gently enfold Shaden's.=- (d)

Shaden: Her hand taken , she smiled softly and squeezed watching as the holy man intoned away.. her breath held for just a moment as Ealora's response was awaited.. her eyes however did not leave the face of the bride and groom it was after all a most joyous occasion and she didn't want to miss a moment..(d)

Ealora: Her hand squeezed in his. Reassuringly. Had she known what he was thinking? No she was no mind reader. She simply wanted him to know she was not going anywhere. How many times had she said the word love to him, dozens. The squeeze was no exception. I love you. Celadon eyes shifted from Maahes face to the Holy Man. Her heart continued to pound within her chest. "I do" Honeyed voice hid the nerves away in a cool and calm exterior. In other words, there was no question to it. She was going to be this mans wife. Period.*

Holy Man: "And do you...Ma..Mahmoo..d?" The man struggled with the name, with words and sounds he had never seen. "Mamoud." Maahes corrected, the name pronounced, Ma-ha-mood. "Mamoud, Asad Mohammed Azeim." The poor man breathed with a sigh what a mouth full. Maahes met Ealora's gaze then as if saying, 'see why I wanted your last name.' "take this woman to be.." Continuing up until the part where once again the beach went silent, and they all waited, for two little words. "I do." With the call of the witnesses, and by powers invested by the faith of God, the man pronounced their marriage. "You may kiss your bride." The Beast took hold the little frame of what was now...a done deal..his.. wife and kissed her as if forever could be mistaken for affection, and started with 'I do.' (d

Jack : -=The hand released only to join its other meaty counterpart in slow, loud applause.=-(short and sweet, d)

Shaden: Back onboard the ship the sailors would be following Shaden's instructions.. the bed was littered with rose petals.. a bottle of wine and even a small cake appeared in the newly weds cabin.. of course here on the Beach. Shaden smiled happily and clapped with Jack.. watching the now.. married couple recive the official papers.. after a long soul searching kiss.. (d)

Ealora: The small grin on her lips grew as the ceremony continued up until you may kiss the bride and a honeyed laugh spilled from her lips before they were captured by her husbands lips. Her arms came around his broad form as she tilted chin upward, leaning her lips into that kiss. It was done. She was his wife. Her heart and soul were his and no others. The kiss was broken with another honeyed laugh and her head lay against his chest as she turned a smile on the clapping Shaden and Jack. Her family. "Thank you both so much for being here with us. For witnessing this for us."*

Maahes: He didn't want to let her hand go, hands that seemed to fit perfectly inside his own. Maahes would even lace his fingers in between hers, and pulled her tighter. The Holy Man watched with shock as this would have to be the most untraditional wedding he had ever even heard of. They didn't even have rings...The old man shook his head, and couldn't wait to get back to his mistress. "It would not have been right without you both." Yeah ok he was getting cheesy too much happy not enough blood. (d

Jack : -=A chuckle rumbled from the barrel chest.=- Ye are right about that. But its good tae see that ye are wrapped up in her instead of the ceremony. -=With a step to the new couple, the folds of oilskin cloth parted, and calloused hands held out to them each a tiny black velvet bag. Inside of which they would find their lover's ring. Each band had been smoothed, filled, and rounded on the inside for comfort. The exterior was an amoprhous brazing of gold over silver with a charcoal patina to make each band look timeless. Each span was lightly hammered in regular intervals, giving each curve a flattened facet. The edges of each facet were lightly polished, removing the patina so that the mirrored lines would sparkle in bright light.=- (d)

Shaden: A soft chuckle as she watched Jack give them the rings.. that would show the world their bond.. a handkerchief was pulled from her sleeve and dabbed at her eyes.. " I would have been no where else but here with you this Day.. Ealora.Maahes " both were hugged and a soft kiss pressed to their cheeks.. before she stepped back " I'm so happy for you both.. " again the handkercheif was dabbed at her eyes.. tears of joy.. for her sister.. wedding always made her emotional..(d)

Ealora: Her free hand would reach out to take the bag with a questionable look to Jack then Shaden. For a moment the bag was clasped within her hand as she embraced her sister in a tight hug as her cheek was kissed. Waiting while Maahes got a kiss too before she loosened the strings of the bag and tipped the contents into her hand. One large ring and one smaller but both alike and both equally breathtaking. "Jack...I'm at a loss for words..their gorgeous". Celadon eyes lifted from the rings to the man and then to her husband. Good lord, it was final and how...good it felt.*

Maahes: For as long as he had known the toymaker, he had not seen but one piece of his craft, and this by far took his breath away. It was perfect, and everything he could have asked for, but it was so small...Goober, that's her ring. "Trades, I'll owe you for the rest of my life. Thank you." How perfectly crafted, and somewhere in the back of his mind he felt it...that this treasure just might be a lot harder to get if everything was as perfect as this. There was no doubt in his mind that they would be putting up one hell of a fight if work broke free. Taking gently the hand in which the ring sets, Maahes bent poised the ring against the top of her finger before his lips met her ear in a whisper. "Oriido an akoona.." The rich deep Arabic words left in a much more natural sound. "maaka ila...al-abad." Speaking of his love and desire to be with her for all eternity, and with that the ring would slide upon her hand and seal the deal. (d

Jack : -=The brim would simply dip reverently as he stepped back to let the couple have their moment. Coming to rest at Shaden's side, he stood motionlessly until the brim canted slightly. It swieveled towards the tree line beyond the edges of the beach curiously.=- (d)

Ealora: Her fingers closed over his wedding band and her grin only deepened once more as the ring was slid on her finger. Her lids slid closed as he whispered the words into her ear. She may not of understood the words, but she felt them. Pinching his ring between her fingers, she took his hand in her own, kissed the finger on which the ring was slowly slid as she spoke in the ancient language, taught by her mother and passed down, honeyed voice seemed to flow so easily in saying them, 'Only you. My promise, my vow. My heart and my soul. Devoted. Till the end of time itself.' His hand was lifted again, placing another kiss, this time over his finger and the ring. A smile and nod was offered to Shaden and Jack but her eyes quickly returned to Maahes as she lifted a hand and pulled him downward, meeting lips for lips again.*

Shaden: It was almost as if they were intruding.. so with a soft wave she backed away " You should have some privacy.. I think a walk on the beach... " she spoke to Ealora and Maahes.. as she winked at them. then turned to head down the beach still dabbing at her eyes.. from the happy tears.. They deserved so much.. happiness and finally they had gotten it.. she could not find it in herself to be sad this night.. as she moved away from the gathering..toward where the waves lapped at the sand .. all covered in moon glow(d)

Maahes: The gentle purr of her voice chilled him with a powerful motion of calm..peace..love...yet...there would always be that sixth sense that kept him in his position. Breaking from her kiss, his eyes shot to the trees were the branches moved uncommonly fast as if bodies were leaping from branch to branch without thinking or fear. Every soul was gone from the beach, even the Holy Man..and they hadn't paid him yet. Would he have left without the money? Or did he know of the treasure they were seeking? Pirates were fools, always would be, speaking while drunk of things they shouldn't. Of maps, and gold, women and titles. His hands grew cold as they clasped Ealora's shoulders. "Jack..." Laughter could be heard in the distance like the cackle of an African dog on the Savannah. "Get Shaden Ealora.." and the world went silent. (d

Jack : -=The sea breeze ebbed for a moment, backsliding from inland like a retreating tide. Still turned towards the trees, the stolid shadow took in a deep breath, deliberately drawing air through the more sensitive parts of his nose. The cry came out like thunder peeling off its fickle creator.=- GET DOWN! -=In the same instant the words were uttered, the hulking figure wheeled on itself, hob-nailed boots digging into the sand and flinging bits of it skywards as he sprinted after Shaden and summarily tackling her to the soft earth. The smell of oil, smoke, and gunpowder bore out his fears as the trees erupted in smokey fire and heaped of sand were plowed into deep furrows by stone cannon balls.=- (d)

Shaden: Felled beneath him like a sapling she would still.. as cannons erupted overheard.. eyes wide as she struggled to get the sand out of her mouth.. so she could breath... not once would she even fight against him to get free which in and of itself was a miracle considering that at this moment she was feeling trapped.. and pinned.. panic rising within her.. but..off all the lessons she had learned of late.. one.. was not to get up when someone said stay down!d)

Ealora: Her lips broke from his and the smile slid from her lips. Celadon eyes shifted to the trees then around. Tilting her head upward, she felt a sense of danger. Maahes hand, cold on her shoulder and she turned to see Jack yelling and flinging his body against Shaden. The whizz sounded and Ealora grabbed Maahes and pulled with all her weight down to the sand with a yelp. Fraggle Rock, this was her wedding day!*

Maahes: Wouldn't be right without some kind of fight, now would it? With his wife under him he pushed up with his arms. "Get to the ship, have your men ready it." With that he would let her up, only to go aid Jack. "You know when they'll fire again, how long does it take to reload?" (d

Jack : -=The wrinkled brim shook briskly as he rose, helping Shaden to her feet.=- It depends on how good and how numerous the crew is. They're not going to allow us respite, so we'll find out very soon. I suggest retreat. There's naething tae gain by warring here. -=The brim never broke its focus on the treeline, though already he was ushering Shaden towards the boat. The clergyman of course had fled by now.=- I donnae think the guns are alone. (d)

Ealora:Scurrying up from the sand once Maahes had gotten off her. She huffed as she brushed the sand from her lips"It won't take long...trust me.." Celadon eyes swiveled to Maahes, Happy Wedding day honey! This was one other time she wouldn't fight him. Unbridled with shoes, she bunched as much of her skirts in her hand as she could and set her feet to pounding sand to get back to the ship, screaming as she neared it. "We're under attack, loosen all ties, billow the sails and get us the hell out of here as fast as you can! do it now!"*

Maahes: So retreat they did. (d

[Chief Baliff Ealora]

The Night and Day of Wedded Bliss

Maahes: The escape had been clean, a breeze when suddenly running was more important then fighting. The ship had sailed into the distance and life carried on. Into the night, the full moon lit up the cabin of the captain's quarters, filtering in by way of beams through the glass of the large windows. The candles that had been waiting were more then half gone, with the hours that passed. The bed of rose petals had almost been missed by the escaping couple, but this was the wedding night after all. Now more then ever he had wanted of her, his wife, his heart, his soul. A woman who had caused him such pain at first, took his hand to lead him into the greatest pleasure he'd ever know. Bare and naked he caught his breath beside her one leg still curled around her own as the candle light burned over his moist skin. It was official now, their marriage with rings, vows and becoming one. The wave of his pleasure rose and fell with his pounding heart and heavy breathes. He didn't want to roll away from her, and simply wrapped his arms around her burying his face into the mass of silken strands of deep brown. With one arm under her, the other crossed over her torso and his fingers trailed the line of her stomach curling around where she was once connected to another. The heavy locks of his hair fell all to one side as he rose his face to take in his bride one more time before he lost her to sleep; where even then he missed her. The look upon his face saying all that was needed love you..I need you..how are you..but his lips did not move once. Innocent and sweet, pure and confined, Maahes was Ealora's til he end of time. (d

Ealora: There was always going to be Greed in the world. There was always going to be a battle somewhere. At least they had a story for their kids and grand kids in the years to come. How a General had jailed a pirate on the second night of their meeting. How he rescued her from her fears of four walls only a night later and how that pirate fell deeply and madly in love with the General and the General in return even as they resisted it and how finally, they had wed only to be chased off the beach by greedy tribesmen and cannon fire. What an adventure they had lived so far. The glow in the cabin was dim casting an ire orange glow over the room, shadowing corners. There had been laughter, sighs, moans, purrs and calls to the heaven till finally the two bodies collided onto the covers, a tangled mass of limbs, sleek in perspiration. Gasping in breaths as she pulled back the tangled mass of russet hair before settling her head on the pillow beside her husband, basking in the glow of ultimate pleasure in both body, mind and soul. Curling her arms around her husband, she let her head rest against his own as he nuzzled her hair while his arm snaked around her torso, across the lines that still bore signs that she once carried life. Her lips twitched into a smile, cokeing her head to watch his fingers trail that line. Wiggling beneath him, she curled her free leg around his waist, snuggled against his warmth, bare flesh to bare flesh. Her fingers dancing lazily over his backside as his breathing evened and drew in long, signaling his sleep. Her thoughts drifted to her mother, had she witnessed her marriage? Had she smiled from heaven? Did she know her daughter now find herself completely happy, at peace, in love; completely blessed. The smile curved her lips even more. Ealora was sure she did and tomorrow she was going to write her family, despite their refusal to see her, or at least Caleb decree of such. She was going to have complete peace. They would know her happiness and accept it, accept her and be done with it or they would know and still cast her off. Either way, the man wrapped in her arms now was her husband, was her heart and her family along with the two that had witnessed their vows. Perhaps, if God wished it, she could give Maahes a child. In time. Her eyelids suddenly felt heavier then they had ever felt, in blissful contentment, she fell asleep in the safety of her husbands arms. Always meeting him in that plane of sleep somewhere in between. I'm here. I love you, I feel you. I'm yours.*

Maahes: The gentle rhythm of her breathing could soothe the wildest of animals, and as the hours passed he only found himself growing closer to her if it were possible. The sun was starting to rise on the horizon spilling in were once the moon touched. The candles had burned away to nothing, and it would be then he found his eyes open watching his God rise. On the deck the sounds of the crew were not heard yet, but he knew it would not be long. Not once had he moved his sleep and his body cried out with his starting to break from the hold. His deep throaty sound of protest caused by one arm pressing his body to rise. Even his back cried out from the weight, but nothing a good stretch could not fix. His arms folded behind his neck as he arched his back, and the cool air nipped at his chest. It was then he worried of his wife, and turned to cover her up. His heart stilled at the sight, then came to life as he watched her sleep. What was she dreaming of? Him? The life she left behind? Her son? The thoughts could break him, with the desire to have been there to hold her through his death. When her son fell, how badly he would have killed to have been there. The wish to return him to her was there, but he knew well that what was done was done. No more. Never would she hurt like that again. Nor would she feel the hands of another hurt her. This was the promise of a General to a flawless army, and his promise as a man..her husband. (d

Ealora: Somewhere in the night, the blackness of no dreams blurred to the land of dreams. Some would say dreams were premonitions of what was to come, or what could come. Ealora was no soothsayer, but her dreams did begin with him, at Red Wall. Even in sleep the sight took her breath away. He was smiling, that smile meant for her, meant his happiness. She watched as if sitting on some distance cloud. There was laughter, but not her own, not even his. It was a child's and before she could even grasp the gender of the child or even a sight of the child, her dreams blurred again. To the grave of her son and quickly moving backward in time to his birth. No doubt her facial features twisted and turned in her sleeps to leave everything to the imagination of what she was seeing. The morning light creeping in caught her eyelids and she gave a soft humming moan even as her husband covered her up. Hands reached for him in sleep only to grasp the covers and rise them above her head. Damned sun, five more minutes. Her hips wiggled beneath the sheet ultimately tugging the raised sheet back down to her throat, bared to his sight once more but lids still closed. Her face seemed to soften in sleep, dreaming again and her lips twitched trying to smile as she was in the dream before parting and she whispered"I don't like that name.." Was she dreaming or having some conversation with a spirit, no the pirate queen was still sleeping. Suddenly, she in took a sharp breath and her eyelids shot open. Blinking to clear the sleep, Maahes appeared to be a shadow, a large tanned blob before the blur began to fade and he came into focus. Groaning, she rose a still sleepy hand to brush a hand through her disheveled locks with a small wince. Lord she had not moved all night and among that the nights exersize left her sore in places she didn't even know existed. "Mmm, hi"Softly whispered up to him.*

Maahes: Stretching out again at her side above the covers he smiled and placed a kiss to the smooth flesh of her forehead, but the concern was deep within amber orbs. "What were you dreaming that had you open your eyes so fast?" Above the blanket he ran the length of her body until he found her hand and held it above or below the cover. What did she dream when he was away. His body was propped up with one arm as he lounged at her side, and the sun filtered in. There were a million things he could say to her, ask her, but first her dream. What was it that scared her so badly? (d

Ealora: She wiggled her hands from under the covers and pulled him against her, basking in the glow of waking up for the first time as his wife and the kiss he placed to her forehead. Nuzzling her face into his neck, she took in the musky scent of him and her own which still clung lightly to his flesh. Letting her head fall to the pillow again, she watched his face with a grin, bring her free hand up to run the length of his cheek. "Oh, I don't know if I should tell you, don't want to spook my husband the first official day of our marriage."She teased before tracing her fingers across his lips."But, as I seem to never be able to keep anything from you, I dreamt I was with a healer in Skye who told me the reason my belly was as big as a house was because I was having triplets." Honeyed laugh spilled from her lips then. The dream hadn't scared her, more like she gasped in her dream and seemed to do so in reality only to awaken with the force of shock within the dream.*

Maahes: "Triplets?" His eyes grew wide as he took in what she spoke of, and shook his head. "No let us start with one." As if they had any control, but there was the light chuckle that let her know he was teasing. The weight of his body grew heavy causing him to roll to his back and face the ceiling. However, in his silence he pushed from the bed and wrapped the long fabrics of his robes around his hips to move across the floor. "I had a dream as well.." He spoke he started to go through his bag, the leather flap giving way for a small box of redwood. As he stood, his bones creaked and heavy shoulders rolled as he moved to return to her side. "I dreamed of a boy that had your eyes, and hair the color of the sun. He thanked me." Rubbing the back of his hand over his eyes he tried to clear away the lasting sleep that wouldn't let go. "but that is all and then I woke up." Returning his hand to hold the box he sat on the edge of the bed, the fabric tickling the back of his exposed calf. (d

Ealora: Her grin could only widen as she poked his nose with her finger. Silly, indeed they had no control over it. He rolled to his back and she rolled to her side and snaked her arm around his waist, placing a gentle kiss against his chest before she rolled to her back as he pushed up from the bed. Rolling in the bed again, she set her feet to the floor and wrapped the sheet around her body. Not that she needed to hide her nakedness from him, it was the morning chill creeping into the room. Using her hand as a comb, she waived it through her hair, pausing mid stroke to turn her eyes to him as he took a box from his back. The description of the boy pulled at her heart. "Issa.."She whispered, seeming more a question then statement, had it been him? She didn't know. "He thanked you? For what?"Curling her heels to the edge of the bed, she turned to him as he sat upon the edge of the bed and pressed her fingers against the box in silent question. Though her mind shifted in the next instant. She was going to have to make a cream to use when massaging his shoulders so they would ease the tension and help him relax. Celadon eyes returned to the box, the redwood item held her gaze for a long minute before she turned them upward to find the amber ones of her husband.*

Maahes: It wasn't often he gave gifts, they had to have meaning and purpose, or at least ones that were not necessary. However the answer she sought was what had his lips parted and hand reaching out to take hers. "For loving you." There wasn't an ounce of lies within that fiery gaze he held. The flames that burned in the soul of the desert born man were for her, and her alone. "When I married you, I made a promise not only to God, but to him that I would take care of you. It was not on our wedding yesterday, but the one in the Abbey. I promised him, and your mother that you would see only happy days. This.." The box was pushed forward then for her to open. "Is a symbol of that promise." Such raw emotion there within the beast that his eyes filled with what would have been tears had he not such a solid gaze. Inside that box was a simple piece of glass wrapped in bronze and designed to rest as a necklace. No it wasn't as elaborate as their rings, or as finely sculpted. However it was from his own hands. The glass was red, as red as the roses that were upon the window of their little love nest that had been burnt down. "It was all I could find in the destruction of where I married you." (d

Ealora: He had seen her son. More then anything Ealora believed in the cosmic powers of heaven and the deads way of reaching the living through dreams. She had no doubts at all that Maahes has seen her son, her sweet Issa. Her heart both pulled in pain at even the mention of his name but soared in the knowledge that her son was there. Had seen. Had in some way loved her, enough to go to the man that would of been his father in their marriage. Celadon eyes swam with tears as she watched him and finally took the box into her hands. Flipping the lid open, the tears started to pour down her cheeks. It was the second time she had cried but it was not hurt that made the tears rain upon her cheeks. It was love, it was happiness. This symbol meant so much more to her then he could of imagined. "Maahes.."She hiccupped between a sob. Lifting the necklace from the box, she closed it in her fingers, within her palm as she threw her arms around him and hugged him close to her. Partly because it stopped him from seeing her cry but mostly it was because she couldn't bear not to touch him anymore. "It is more beautiful then words...it means more to be then all the crown jewels in the world." Sliding back, she raised the necklace, loosening the clasp and slid it around her neck before clasping it again and letting it dip to her chest. Their place was with her now, resting at her heart that beat only for him. Clasping his face between her hands, she leaned in and placed her lips against his own. She kissed him with her whole soul, with her whole heart which was completely and utterly his, for eternity.*

Maahes: Her tears broke him, tears of joy, of pain. To see her cry painted the path of his own. Silent and strong as always only a few would fall. Her hands would raise to his face as well his to hers to brush away the salty drops that slid down her face. Her kiss was returned, as he was becoming a pro at this. Lips kissed in slow meaningful caresses, not as much as the hungry lust as before. It was passion, right? Two sides of the same coin. Curling her against his chest she always felt so small, but of course she would. Down her back he trailed the tips of his fingers to follow her spin. Breaking the kiss he felt the heat rise through him as he spoke, "You will never want of anything again.." His whisper crossed her flesh as he brought his hand around to run the tips of his fingers over the pendant. "..never." Lord they needed to start their day, check on the others, but all he could think of was pressing her back into those sheets once again. "I love you." Returning his hand to her cheek he kissed her again, and again..and again. (d

[Lady Shaden Aramoire]

Jack: inside their modest cabin, with the ship now out of range of the angry locals, the burly figure fairly flopped down onto the bed. The oilskin followed suit, pooling about him and onto the floor. The hearty voice rumbled lazily in hopes that Shaden was still within earshot. “ I have a feeling we are nae going tae receive a moment's peace on this journey.”

Shaden : She was still in earshot in fact had followed him into the cabin shutting the door softly.. bending scoop up the cat and settle him on a trunk out of the way of the constantly growling playful put.. she looked over at him with a soft smile " They will have quite a story to tell their grandchildren one day " moving to where some of the laundry still laid waiting to be folded she started.. swaying lightly as the ship rolled thru the seas.. her back half turned to him her face in shadow.. " it was a lovely ceremony though.. she looked beautiful and Maahes.. he was so.. sweet.. " a shirt was folded and passed into a pile while another was taken up..and received the same treatment

Jack: “ Aye” a chuckle escaped him to the tune of rustling oilskin. ” A rare moment in itself tae find Maahes bein' sweet. It makes me glad that they've decided tae live taegether.” -A hand removed the iconic hat, hanging it on the end of the bed's simple headboard. The voice softened as his head turned towards her, steel grey eyes roaming over her features. “ How are ye holding up love?” nt.



Shaden : She turned the shirt in hand.. his shirt all fresh and clean.. and continued folding it in precise little movements " I'm fine.. as you can see today was laundry day " the last shirt was added to the pile and now that it was done she had nothing left to do with her hands.. " Maahes visited with me.. helped me with the laundry.. and we had a talk.. he was thinking of cutting his hair.. but then decided not to.. " she shrugged and moved toward the makeshift vanity which consisted of a trunk she had pushed against the wall where a small mirror hung.. with a footstool before it.. settling there she begin to brush out her not so long curls.. casting glances at him in the mirror.. Soft sweet longing glances.

Jack: He sat up, making short work of removing the poncho and folding it over itself on the bed. Rising to his feet, he walked over to where she sat. Calloused hands came to rest on her shoulders, gently kneading her muscles. “Aye, that is all well and good, but how are ye really? Can ye dig a little deeper for me love? Is your body still in pain? How about your heart? “

Shaden : She didn't flinch when he touched her.. infact she seemed to sink into his touch...welcoming his warmth.. " My body is almost healed.. the bruises have faded.. to nothing.. a few little scratches still remain.. " she spoke as if giving him a shopping list.. before her hand lifted to caress his.. at the curve of her shoulder.. " Courtesans don’t have hearts remember ?" attempt at humor.. or diversion away from talk of emotions that she was not sure.. he wanted or that she had the strength to share.. " Tell me of your treasure... I still know nothing.. your so vague.. about it.. all " her voice changed to a bit of excitement which was more than he would have heard from her in the past few weeks.. lately she had been quiet.. and withdrawn.. but it seemed as if this treasure sparked something in her..

Jack: The kneading stopped, and the fingers tightened ever so slightly.“ I told ye nae tae lie tae me.“ The fingers released and he pressed a kiss to the back of her head. His voice softened as he looked downward., “ The human mind and steel have something in common: when steel is shaped or put under duress, it hardens until it finally becomes unworkable. In order to continue work, it must be annealed - softened by a gentle flame. I sense that ye've hardened quite a bit over the past weeks“. bending down, he rested his chin on her shoulder, his eyes meeting hers in the mirror. His arms clasped themselves over her stomach, “What would ye like tae know about the treasure? “

Shaden : She had the grace to blush as he called her..out on the lie.. " It was not so much a lie.. as it was..a shield.. " she listened as he spoke of steel and softening.. she inhaled his scent.. her eyes closing a moment as his chin rested on her shoulder.. " Perhaps ... I have hardened a bit.. but not.. toward you... sometimes.. a shell is necessary to ... protect.. " it was an honest statement.. her eyes opened to meet his in the mirror before she turned to face him, laying the brush aside.. copper curls framed her face now..rid of any marring remembrance of the Bruce's violence.. clear green hues met his softly " I would know everything you wish to tell me of it... and you " she whispered.. against his lips as she tested a kiss upon them..

Jack: “Ah, but ye have. Ye've closed me off from sharing yer emotions, particularly yer pain. I donnae wish fer ye tae recount the misdeed of the Bruce tae me. But denial of remembrance is nae resolution. It festers in the mind until it becomes a place where the garden will never regrow, and will threaten other parts of yer psyche as well since it will make ye fearful of less dangerous things/people turning into something just as horrible.” leaning forward a bit, he kissed her gently.=- Where we are going, I havenae been since I was but a child. I donnae know of all the dangers that will face us, but I do know that our lives will be in peril long before we ever see land. Recovering this treasure has been the goal of me life since me pa died.

Shaden : She listened to his words.. her hands lifting to her forehead as if to stall an aching there.. " I've never had.. someone who wanted to know what I thought or felt.. Jack.... I was always pretending.. I’m not sure I know.. what to do.. how to feel... or what to say.. to you.. about this.. " a delicate hand lifted to caress his face.. tenderly " What I do know.. is that... you have been patient and kind.. caring.. and warm to me and I will forever.. hold that in my heart.. no matter what..." suddenly her arms went around his neck like a child clinging to him fiercely.. " Thank you " she whispered against his ear.. as she held onto him tightly for a long moment.. before withdrawing sheepishly.. " I want to help you find your treasure... to help you like you helped me " it was a true smile that lit her face at the .. chance of helping him get back something that meant so much to him.

Jack: Returning the embrace, his arms squeezed her firmly before releasing her as she withdrew. “ Ye'll know what to say, it is yer heart afterall. I'm very glad ye want tae help. I am definitely going tae need it.“ His grizzled features bore a soft warm smile, visibly relaxing from its stolid pose.

Shaden: Her brows furrowed as he told her.. she would know.. and her mouth pulled to the side in a pout.. " It would just be easier if you asked me what.. you wanted to know.. I wouldn’t feel like I was.. burdening you.. that way.. " a soft touch to his cheek... before she reached up to run her fingers thru his dark locks... " I wouldn't be anywhere else but here with you... "

Jack: Burden me?“ He couldn't help but chuckle “ If that be the worst trouble ye ever bring me, I'll be doing just fine. It would be easier tae get an answer if I just asked ye, but it would be harder tae get a right answer. The purpose is healing yer heart, nae mine.”

Shaden : She sighed softly and gave him that.. look that said she would rather pull her teeth out.. " As you wish... " she stood then pacing a bit before settling on the end of the bed.. and looking just past him " I had never felt more alone in my life than those few days... I though I would die.. if not by his hand then.. by burning at the stake.. as he had promised.. several times I even wanted death.. but.. each time I though I would stop fighting him.. and just lay down and die.." her eyes shifted to him then... " I thought of you.. and all the unfinished things... between us..." a tear ran down her cheek then.. as her head lowered.. a ragged breath inhaled... " But now... I fear... you more than anything... I fear.. that I will look in your eyes and see.. disgust.. or worse.. nothing.. and that would break my heart... deeper and harsher than anything he could have done to me.." her eyes closed then against the pain of her words.. saying them out loud meant they were real.. might as well.. finish " I have things.. to say to you.. that now.. can't be said.. because.. if you react in pity or guilt.. for what has happened.. they will mean less than nothing... "


Jack: Following her, he also sat on the bed, though relaxing a bit more and leaning against the wall, ” Ah, so ye are afraid that me feelings have changed fer ye.“ A hand gently petted her thigh. “Why would they change, Shaden? Because some a-hole decided it would be fun tae torture ye? Methinks nae. If anything I'm proud that ye came through it whole.”

Shaden: "Because.. what he did.. was.. disgusting.. he made me less than an animal... " her eyes found his hand on her thigh... and at his word of being proud her hand covered his.. with a soft caress before she looked up into his face.."But you’ve been distant.. and I though..." now she looked confused.. " I know you think of me as a friend.. and... I understand your caring.. but.. how could you continue to see me as something desirable.. when... when..." she ran her hands thru her shortened hair frustrated... " You know what happened..."

Jack: “Shaden, in the physical sense, we are all animals. However, what he did only shows himself tae be of a baser nature, nae ye. I've kept myself at a little closer than arm's length because I figured yer body and mind were nae healed enough, and that the last thing that might have been pleasant would have been touch. Shaden, I told ye that I loved ye when ye still professed ye were a courtesan. “A finger touched her chin in mimic of checking it., “Do ye really think I'll be turned away by the thought of another man having touched ye? “


Shaden : "I wouldn't blame you if you did " it was the matter she was disgusted with herself.. for allowing.. to be taken.. allowed to be used.. not able to fight hard enough or long enough.. it was the few moments of time when she had gave and submitted to his awful touch that plagued her so... but that she would not say out loud.. not yet... as her chin was lifted to meet his eyes.. she bravely looked into them for the first time.. actually seeing.. the love he held for her in their depths... " It changed things... made me realize.. that.. I want... to be loved... " and I love you unsaid.

Jack: The only response was to enfold her into his arms and press a hard kiss to her soft biers.

Shaden : Willingly into his embrace she went.. the kiss might as well have been the admission.. suddenly she was moving into his lap.. arms wrapping about his neck as if she were half starved for his kisses.. his touch.. her flesh warmed against him as she murmured against his lips " Love me Jack" of course she had no idea.. that Jack.. was not her lovers name... would he even feel.. the sting... of the untruth.. of omission to her... or was truth merely something he held her too?

[Lady Shaden Aramoire]

Jack: The first glimmers of morning light found the stolid, oilskin clad figure at the bow of the ship and Sam at the helm with a new heading. There the smith stood, staring out at the horizon. A chill crept over the boat, brought onboard by a northerly wind.

Shaden: In the cabin below she slept.. the first time in weeks without dreams of horror.. just a deep fulfilled sleep.. safe and content.. eyes opened to the slivers of light that progressed from the tiny window over the floor and finally onto the bed and in her eyes.. murmuring something in a soft sweet voice she rolled over her hand seeking that of her lover.. only to find empty space.. chilled by his absence.. but soon filled by the orange tabby who looked at her with disdain as if to say.. " I didn't get a wink of sleep last night.. I hope you too are happy"

Ealora: Up with the dawn. Not like she got much sleep to begin with but she was not complaining. Dressed in a deep v angled vest, she wore her second but no less precious prized possession. A piece of red glass, woven in wire into a necklace about her neck. The like brown pants clung to each curve of her hip and mile long legs while boots clipped the deck from gallery to topsail. Celadon eyes moved to Jack and then Sam, a new heading? Where the hell were they going. Three minds wondered it, only one knew and he wasn't saying. Every fiber in her being wanted to return to the arms of her husband still abed but he needed his sleep. She was a good wife, rising before her husband. Ha! The thought made her lips turn upward in a grin. "Don't you ever sleep? she quipped in a tease at Jack.

Jack: The hearty voice rumbled over a shoulder to the rousing captain without ceremony. The wind picked up a bit, seeming to carry his words to her with an unblinking chill. “ Aye. I must admit though, it's been difficult tae sleep while bringing my life's goal tae fruition.”

Shaden: The cat was given a smile.. a lazy sated smile as she stretched then rolled onto her belly with a little purr.. " Leo... I think I'm in love.. madly crazy in love.. " she giggled and then swept a delicate hand over the felines head before snuggling into Jacks pillow.. oh how she loved the scent of that man.. on the floor.. London.. barked and yipped not wanting to be left out.. of the cuddling.. actually wanted to be taken topside to do her business. " ok ok ok I hear you " she laughed as she left the bed pulled on her britches shirt and boots.. her " Pirate attire " and opened the door.. the yorki and the cat leading the way.. up.. seemed both needed to heed natures call.

Ealora: "It's understandable, still need your rest "She called back, the wind such a good little pet to take the message to him. The fly of two different colored fur past the opening of her boots made her nearly jump back and she hissed in the cats direction and then barked at the dog. What were the...oh.my.god! Her lips curled back in a sneer of disgust and she turned away from the animals. That, was nasty. Her clean ship! A hand rose to her mouth and nose. Disgusting! There was a mumble from behind her hand before she finally pulled it away "Going to tell us where we're headed now?" Came a bit louder since she was strolling towards him only to stop at the mast, waiting to go up to check the surroundings.

Maahes: Maahes was simply not a morning person. Never in his life did he wake up in a good mood, nor with pleasant smiles and happy wishes. Against his will he pulled his frame from the bedding so warm and inviting. The morning was chilled, and the bitter air nipped at his bare flesh. The robes of his native lands wrapped around his hips and he moved upon the deck. The sun was rising, the crew was working..there was his wife, his best friends......and that cat. Instantly a black brow arched in question as always trying to figure the darn thing out.

Jack: The wrinkled brim turned slightly towards the side and down at the captain's question. The hulking frame turned about, folds of oilskin cloth catching in the cold wind and fluttering about his figure lightly. A slow breath was taken as if to reassure himself of the words. “ Aye...we're going tae me homeland. “

Shaden: " better get used to it Ealora if your going to have all those kids.. diapers " she wrinkled her nose playfully as she hugged the squeamish pirate queen tightly before she climbed up the mast.. watching the cat and dog finish up their morning.. constitution.. she smiled warmly at Jack.. then moved to take a small bit of cloth and remove the presents the cat and dog had left behind.. chucking the whole mess overboard.. then taking up a bucket of waters and rinsing the juicy parts away.. Funny how the rough and tough Pirate Queen was squeamish about a little pee and poo.. well what Leo and London left was nothing upside what Merribell in the hold would leave.. and that was her next destination.. to clean out Merri's stall.. and groom her.. before she left the deck her eyes would drift to Jack once more... a silent movement of her lips in his direction " mornin" and a wink.. as she watched while London frolicked with the crew.. and Leo disappeared below to stalk a mouse.

Ealora: and the dog Maahes, don't forget the smaller rat looking thing. If someone didn't clean up the mess, she'd use the dog as a rag, it looked like one! Dip it in a soapy bucket of water and squeak squeak, squeaky clean ship again! "Kids are a long way off mine sister “She quipped with a laugh. A raised brow was the only look she gave Jack and yes the woman did notice her husband, in his robe wondering what the hell was going on. She blew him a kiss before climbing up the mast much like a monkey. She had to know where they were. It was the sea witch in her.

Maahes: There went Ealora..not getting his breakfast. Dark eyes watched her, one open and the other still trying. Sleeping Beauty huh? Mmm but the view was nice. Scratching the surface of his stomach he made his way to where Jack was, and perched against the rail. "It's cold." Was his good morning. However hearing the Toymaker speak of his home, he settled his gaze upon the smith. "Where is home Jack?"

Jack: A slow wave was given to Shaden to return the greeting. His gaze quietly trailed after her as she slipped below decks. Unfortunately for the captain, there would be nothing within sight save leagues and leagues of salty water. With his back to the bow, the burly frame settled on the railing as Maahes approached. The wrinkled brim jerked up and back briefly to indicate direction. “That way. Donnae worry. The sea will be cold, but the land will be warm. “His weight shifted as a half chuckle escaped him. “ Ye know, the last time I passed this way, I was actually unfamiliar with chill. Probably the bravest thing I did was to sit quietly and feel the cold in me bones. Now I barely feel it. “

Shaden: She moved past Maahes and down into the hold.. to the lowest deck.. to where Merribell was stabled.. the minute she moved into the hold the mare nickered and fidgeted.. not likening the cramped dark quarters at all.. " I know I know.. but I didn't want to leave you behind.. again... " she cooed as she stepped into the stall and hugged the sorrel mare about the neck tightly.. " we've been together too long.. my lovely "" her hands wound into the long mane of the mare, the affection returned as Merri nuzzled against her softy.. her velvety muzzle a comforting touch.. they had been thru a lot these too.. and so far.. they had survived.. a loud meow in the corner announced Leo’s presence.. as he stalked his prey.. Soon the mare was led from the stable by rope halter and the work began .. shoveling the soiled hay and shavings into a bucket.. it would take perhaps 8 or 9 trips up top to get all this out.. but it had to be done.. one after another the shovel delved into the mess.. and filled the buckets.. while the mare looked on in silent amusment..thinking.. " your the one that brought me.. what was I supposed to do?" suddenly the mare neighed.. and it sounded almost like laughter.. with a good natured laugh Shaden voice teased back... " You eat to much you butter ball!"

Ealora: Oh she couldn't do laundry the other day but she had to fetch him breakfast. pfffttt. Maahes was a big boy. In her defense though, she had only been his legal wife for about a day or so. Could she foul up a few times before getting spanked? ohhh not a bad idea. the boys had their time. Shaden had disappeared and Ealora was not out of earshot, straddling an extension of the mast and the sails.

Maahes: Against the railing he would take his lean, and heave a heavy breath, a sigh of contentment. Life was good. For the first time in his life he felt. He felt alive, he felt the cold, he felt loved. It was a strange thing to be so open but it hit him all at once how little he truly knew of the man before him. Yet he trusted him for his life, and for the life of his Pirate wife. He could be leading them into a trap for all he knew, but that was the adventure right? "I can't feel the cold, in all honest. All I think of is the heat of my life before, and all the warmth is there. The sun." His eyes settled upon the man across from him and narrowed lightly as if to take him in. "So tell me.." A voice rumbled from deep within. "Your family will be excited to see you, yes?"

Jack: The wind whistled slightly as it picked up the folds of oilskin cloth in a sudden fluttering gust. There was no movement from the figure. “ They may, but I donnae intend tae reunite with them yet.” There was a pause, and he let out a short breath. “Tae do so would require me death. It must be nice tae have the heat of yer homeland in yer heart. “

Shaden: Up the stairs she went,, each hand lugging a bucket of well.. horse manure and soiled hay.. face smudge with dust, and sweat.. hair damp.. from her work.. she made her way to the rail.. dumped the buckets and turned to head back down.. She was defiantly going to need a bath after this..

Ealora: Just as Shaden appeared to dump more waste, Ealora was near the deck, climb down once more. A small thud announced her arrival. Swinging her head, she saw Shaden taking her leave again. The woman was just brave, point blank. Spending time in the hull to take care of her horse...and its business. A small shudder ran down her spine, racking her body with a shake. Yuck, just ew. Moving to the railing near the helm, she plucked her belt from on top of her coat and strapped it on before pulling the coat on her that. Rather chilly? You just noticing Ealora? Yep. Had anyone noticed the slanted stare going from Captain to First and back again or how they hadn't said any words to each other since before the wedding. Eh, it was no big deal right? "You boys hungry? "She called to the men as she headed dreadidly towards the opening which would lead down to the gallery.

Maahes: "You'll not die on this visit, Jack." As if his own bare hands were the ones to prevent it. Though of course, he was a bit over protective. Eyes burned into the flesh of the fairy, and he didn't care how gay he was. No man was fruit enough to not want that, and after what he had seen he understood all the more. If Sam's eyes were to find his own, that very same look that was returned with a slap would be given. The whole..Yeah, I did it. Childish? Yeap, but it was more about the territory. "It's not a found memory, the sand burned the flesh from your feet." He spoke without taking his eyes from the fairy. "but I do look forward to the journey ahead." Ealora's words were missed as burning orbs hunted his prey.

Jack: The wrinkled brim followed Maahes' gaze, breaking its focus to monitor Shaden's work. At the captain's call, the brim would dip in a nod and the voice called out to her. “ Starving! “ The brim recentered upon the general. “ Maahes. We both know that ye cannae hold that guarantee, but I still appreciate the sentiment. Truth be told, we will nae be seeing me home, even if I had reason tae believe it still stands. At least, nae yet. We are going to an island off the coast. “

Shaden: Several more times she completed the circuit until the stall was cleaned out.. then back the last time to spread new hay and shavings out.. before leading Merri back into her fresh quarters.. it was then that brush would find the sleek hide and curry it to a gleaming shine.. before the job of inspecting her hooves begin.. each leg carefully lifted, the hooves scraped and checked for injury.. shoes finding inspection for sign of wear or mishap.. before her hand would slap the horses rump softly " All good old girl.. I bet you can't wait to hit the ground for a good ride soon"

Ealora: "I'll check on breakfast then “shot back at Jack with a grin and wink. Yeah her husband was exchanging jealous stares with her first. Wouldn't be the first time and certainly not the last. an arm shot out to grasp the arm of one of her men and his attention. "Beng see that cook heated those buckets of water I asked him too this morning then have some men take them to Shaden cabin and fill her tub. Then let her know a bath is waiting." Bengs head nodded in understanding, poor bloke, had his tongue cut out but he could still gesture his meaning. Even a head nod was enough that she let him go and disappeared into the gallery.

Sam: Sam's hands kept to the helm, just steer damn it. Whatever his anger at his captain. The crew had no idea. It was the one thing that was able to be kept a secret aboard the ship. Dark eyes swiveled to stare at the man staring at him. There was no doubt amongst the crew or the foursome that Sam hated the man as much as the beast hated him. Just for spite, his tongue shot out to lick over his lips in yes, a intimidating and quite erotic gesture. He wouldn't give in any more then that and let his eyes travel back to the open seas. He had a ship to direct. Captains orders. bytch.*

Maahes: Mistake. Mistake. Mistake. With Ealora's back turned, Maahes stood with all the fire inside that turned in waves. On the outside he was stoic still, calm, collected, inside he was a raging volcano. Slow steps soon had him standing beside the man, arms crossed out over his chest as he searched the deck for any eyes straying in their direction. Casual and calm his lips parted, as he turned upon the man when the coast was clear. "Do that again." His voice boomed upon the smaller frame of the fruitloop, continuing his dare with fists closed.

Jack: The burly frame sat without moving, but the voice growled out over the deck. No attempt was made to mask sudden and bitter disgust in his tone. “ Maahes! “ Rising from the railing, hob-nailed boots thumped over the deck, punctuated with a growled, unintelligible curse. “ Now ye warrant being called stupid! “

Shaden: Leo had come to offer her a treasure of his own.. a big fat rat.. was dropped at the edge of the stall.. the feline looking more than pleased with himself.. at his kill " My my Leo.. what a hunter you are.. " she squatted down to pick up the rat by the tail... " I'd say the biggest one yet Ealora should love you to pieces.. " she rubbed the cat softly enjoying the purr of pride he exhibited over her praise.. before she stood and carried the rat up the stairs , the cat following dutifully behind as if he were the GREAT WHITE HUNTER.. Once up on deck she moved to toss the rodent overboard.. then bent down calling the dog.. " here London.. come play girl.. come on.. sweet baby " and the dog did just that.. abandoning the sailors that played with her in a full tilt run toward the fire haired one.. ohhhh it was play time ruff!

Sam: Dark eyes never wavered from their position on the horizon though the man did flinch a bit but come on, he got strangled by a gorilla! For no reason! "Do what? I was thinking about my lover..what did I do? “Rough voice etched in a near whisper. Only once did his eyes twitch, as if near daring to stare the beast down but chickening out in the last second. Do your job, just keep doing your job. Let the days pass. He'll be back soon. Ealora was wrong. He'd be back soon. Damn bytch didn't know what she was talking about.

Ealora: Passing Shaden on the stairs, even Ealora couldn't help putting her hand over her mouth and nose. "There is a bath waiting for you, please, go to it "Muffled behind her hand but the crinkle at the edge of her eyes meant she was smiling behind her head despite the disgust of the smell. At the sight of the dead rat, Ealora nearly fainted then and there. Not a fiat many could say they ever saw her doing. The pirate looked positively pale. "If it was less then a hairball, then yes I'd love that cat." She hissed at the animal behind her hand. Yeah ok the cat was ok.*

Maahes: "Then call me stupid, Jack." Eyes passed from the fairy to the toymaker and he waited. Waited to hear the one name that could have him take the head off of the one of the few real friends he had. His fingers let go of the closed fist preparing for a fight. Never punch with a closed fist, rule number one.

Jack: ” Do ye think I enjoy wasting time?” The gravel-laden growl showed no signs of slowing.
“ That is why I must object tae this puerile abomination of bravado. Maahes, we need a helmsman. Nae tae mention it is nae good husbandry tae kill yer wife's first mate afore the honeymoon is over. Sam, I think yer smart enough that I donnae need explain it. If ye truly intend tae make good on yer sentiment fer me tae survive this journey, it will require yer FULL attention. We are very close tae entering far greater danger than we've faced as of yet. As such, I have lost me tolerance fer yer lack of discipline, General. Ye officially do nae have any more time fer childish antics. “

Shaden: Now the fact that the pirate Queen was that squeamish was a delight to the .. prankster in Shaden.. already she had thoughts of putting the next offering in Ealora's bed.. beneath her covers.. that would be priceless.. after she watched carcass of the rodent disappear beneath the waves and then settled on her bum to play with the pup.. get some of it's energy out , a piece of severed rope serving as a tug of war item.. it was then she heard the raised voices of the men above her.. glacial eyes turned up to them.. whatever was the cause of that? Jacks voice carried on the wind and she knew how much he respected an cared for Maahes.. least it wasn't just her he barked at as if he were the prince of Persia!

Ealora: "Cap'n, better get topside" Came a call from a man she could not see. Celadon stars swiveled to the deck above. The raised voices hadn't escaped her notice. With a sigh, she held a hand out to Shaden and ushered her to come with a wave of her hand"Shaden my darling sister..I do think I am going to need your help here." Heading up top again, she paused a few feet from the trio. Men, honestly. Turning her gaze away from them, she called out “Drop your chores and grab your instruments. Its custom in my family for the bride and groom to share a dance, I've just decided to carry out that dance." Turning again, she moved to her husband and let her hand stray over his. Relax beloved. "Dance with me? “She purred in question as her orders were carried out, chores abandoned and a sweet and sensual tune began to waft across the deck. Celadon eyes shifted up to meet her husbands amber orbs. Let this go for now, I promise you, you won't regret it.

Maahes: Woah. Was that shock that crept over his face? Did he just get scolded like a child? Of all people, never did he expect that. Pulling his hand from Ealora's he closed his fist, but soon would correct this little..."I will only ever say this one time, and that will be enough. I have worked too damn hard to get where I am, and you won't talk to me like that. Ever." Lord he was furious, but doing well at keeping it hidden behind his serious tone. "When it comes to my antics, hold your tongue of your opinion or save it for what really matters." With that he paced away from his wife to the man standing behind the helm. "because YOU ask for it." He spoke to Sam with a hiss. "Keep that tongue where it is, pretty boy or have it cut out," His eyes then turned to the rest of the crew, "and it's Lord General." Woooo feathers were ruffled now. "Of the colors this ship is flying, let's not forget that." Turning his back then on the rest he started towards the captains cabin, stopping just off the shoulder of the Shadow and whispered. "You'll have to forgive me, Ealora I don't feel like dancing." and with that the Beast went to sulk.

Jack: As Maahes turned away to sulk, the oilskin poncho fluttered open for a moment, issuing a clawed gauntlet that clattered to rest at the general's feet - the same gauntlet he had worn during the battle of the valley. Nothing changed the grating of the usually cheerful voice over his teeth. Neither the presence of the crew, the captain's tactful attempt, nor the possibility of burning every bridge to the general caused a waver. “ Yer request has already been fulfilled, Maahes. I have held me tongue. And this is important. So very important that I willnae guide this ship an inch further unless I can depend on ye. The distraction of yer rebellion is already costing us.” A second clawed gauntlet emerged from the poncho, pointing out to the horizon. As if in response, a call came down form the crow's nest. "Ship ho!" The claw continued to point. “ How much it is costing us, I donnae know yet. But Maahes, ye agreed tae help me through this. Do ye still have a mind tae see it through? “

Shaden: Ealora had the guile of a courtesan and the sway of a woman bred for pleasure something the poor beast would not be able to deny no matter his need to strangle the piss outta Sam or his stinging pride at Jacks harsh rebuke.. As her sister plied her charms on her husband.. Shaden watched from the sidelines ready to come between the men if need be.. the last thing the two best friends needed was blows ... her voice however carried softly over the music that had begun to play... " Jack...?" it was both..a plea for..him to stand down.. and a offer for her counsel.. and tenderness all in one... the man looked as tense as a bow string pulled to the snapping point... and Maahes didn't look much better.. as he retaliated back at Jack.. she moved closer to the man who shared her cabin.. and a place in her heart..watching as pure fury took over the beast though he chained it as he threatened Sam once more.. Her eyes flickered to Ealora's as in 'what the hell do we do with them.. make them rub noses?' a copper brow arched toward her sister.. as Jack threw down the gauntlet and issues his yep Challenge.. she paled.. but stood still beside him... follow his lead.. it was your word.. do nothing to ..distract or sway him from course... and this she would do.. in silence at his side, even though she hated it !

Ealora: Shaden might of saw her as that but even her attempt at charming her husband seemed to be lost to the winds that chased the sails. Some courtesan. Ha. Was it because she loved him or because she was his wife that she felt her husbands rage and hurt? Both. Celadon eyes turned to Jack and Maahes and back again. Her hand waved to stop the playing of the music and it did. Within a beat of a heart. There was scraps and scuffling as the men put their music behind them to get back to work but all worked stopped at the harsh words from the General. Ealora eyes found her husbands back as he moved off to sulk, even offered his apology. Her head dipped, respectfully. Yes she loved her husband, very much so that her temper seemed greatly improved since their marriage. Celadon eyes turned to the gauntlet on the deck. She stared at it for a long time before honeyed voice floated upon the deck "Listen...and listen well..we..are family. Some of us, this family means more then the world. We may bicker at times, we may get barking mad but at the end of the day, we are still family. I hope everyone here remembers that..Jack..remember that. We are with you. Despite tempers, my husband is a noble man and he does not break promises. Nor will the rest of us. We are with you, even if barking mad." She turned slightly to heed the call of ship. Eyes swiveled to her cabin, she wanted to go after her husband, cool his temper. Kiss him silly, but if this ship meant trouble, she had to prepare. They had to prepare.

Maahes: "of course." Was all he would say as the darkness swallowed the man whole as he moved inside only to return a few moments later better suited for battle. A long bow, with a line of steel curled in his hands as he found the perfect way for him to battle upon the ship without being able to be face to face with his enemy. Picking up the gauntlet, the armored man moved to stand just off his shoulder. Turning the glove back to the smith he spoke in that flat deep sound, "someones got to protect your virginity." Was that a joke? Of course, but coming from Maahes it always sounded so wrong, and no..he wasn't talking about sex, but the man's ass. Crossing the bow over his chest he moved towards the crows nest and who knew bull's could climb. A quiver full, cross bows upon his side and a long bow over his chest...yeah someone was going to have some target practice.

[Chief Baliff Ealora]

Jack : -=The gauntlest was taken back without a word. With the ship in view and new activity taking hold of the crew, a spyglass found its way to the blacksmith's eye. It quickly centered on the ship and its main mast, trailing up to the flag. At the top perched a triangular banner bearing a red griffin reared on its hind legs within a white shield background. The shield was held within a dark brown background and each corner bore a gold star. Those close to the burly figure might have heard a faint gasp as the spyglass fell to rest at his side. He stepped forward involuntarily, stopped only by the railing and a hand reflexively clutching the wood. Almost in a whisper, he stammered to himself.=- It can't...impossi-..she's tacking -=the voice turned hurried=- She's tacking! -=It crescendoed to a booming call.=- CAPTAIN!!

Shaden: Glacial green hues turned toward what was the obvious source of Jack's consternation.. her eyes not able to pick out the detail as he did in the spyglass.. but it was the shift of his body.. the faint gasp.. and then the rising call to the captain that pulled a worried look across her brow.. without work she gathered both the dog and cat and headed downstairs.. to secure them nothing like a fight with a yapping yorkie and a pissy tabby beneath your feet.

Ealora: "I see them Jack...your call.. pursue?" she was caught in a vice and not one she liked. Captain of a ship asking for orders? It didn't suit her well but this was Jack's voyage. If she were still a pirate, she would of pursued without thought but she was not. Her husband, her sister and her friend were on the ship. There was also the lives of her men to consider.

Jack: -=Wheeling upon himself with a rustle of oilskin, the burly frame sped towards the captain, not seeming to heed anything else. The booming call continued as he approached.=- It is imperative that we catch that ship. -=Reaching her, calloused hands gripped her hard by the shoulders as the weather-beaten brim tilted up to give her full view of steele grey eyes that bore into her gaze as if she were the target of his agression.=- That ship will bring the wrath of an entire navy down upon us if they escape. Anything living on the ship must die!

Shaden: Coming back upstairs a copper brow quirked upward, lips usually smiling or laughing set in a grim line as she saw him grasp her sister and shake her.. " Shaking her.. will not make the Storm Shadow turn to your prey any faster.. " she spoke in a soft yet firm way.. before crossing her arms over her middle.. where now a belt.. rode low on her hips.. a rapier in a sheath angling downward past her knee.. " Perhaps if you told us more.. before .. " she clamped her jaw shut and strode away an angry tilt to her head.. well better angry than.. what she had been.. right?

Ealora: Raising her hands, she clasped them around Jack's wrists and pulled his hands away from her shoulders. Celadon eyes caught the stare in steel grey eyes. "Very well...save your aggression for the battle head." Loosening her grasp, she finally let go of his wrists and turned, nearly whipping him in the face with russet hair as she called to Sam"You heard him, turn the Shadow as if she were on rails, the rest of you run up to catch and turn the sails. We better catch that ship within a matter of minutes or I'll find myself a more able bodied crew!" The ship began to turn sharply, even the railing seemed close to kissing the water as they curved around to pursue the other ship. Crossing the deck, the Captain began to climb the mast and add the pull of ropes so the sails caught the wind in the other direction.

Jack: -=The brim swiveled towards Shaden as she protested, and then back to the captain. There was no time. Without a word, the usually stolid and timeless figure hurriedly trotted back to their cabin, yanking open the door and diving inside amongst the tilted surroundings. Several moments passed before he re-emerged, carrying a large kite shield with an unusal shaped leading edge. His steps now rattled slightly with the thump of armored boots. The stampeded strap of his hat dangled below his chin, and already the curve of a long matt-black blade was drawn and protruded form under the end of the poncho.=- Shaden?

Shaden: She stood at the bow rail looking toward the ship they were gaining on rapidly as they turned.. the bow seemed to almost plunge into the sea.. so close had she put a hand out she could have dipped salt water into her palm.. at his voice she turned.. facing him, and impassive look upon her features.. the quirk of a brow asking blatanlty 'what' yet nothing left her lips.. as she awaited his words.. her eyes taking in both the blade and shield.. before returning to gaze up into those steely eyes.

Ealora: "Prepare the cannons!"She called down to the crew on deck as she waved an amazing trapeze dance around the mast making sure all sails caught the wind precisely in order to gain speed and advantage over the other ship. A glance down found Jack's strange...well thing. Dipping low upon one of the beams, she held a rope with the other, waiting. The crew could do their job, they always did.

Maahes: A General in all his glory, armed to the teeth with all arial weapons that he had yet to master, climbed to the crows nest. What good would he do down there with them all being out of his arms reach. This would be good practice he mused, casting the sailor who was at post a glance as if to ask what? Never seen a black man climb before? The other man's eyes were wide with wonder. "I'll teach you a few things, boy..now close that mouth." Starting to work on loading the magazines of the crossbows and gearing up for what was to come.

Jack: -=Without a word, the branwy frame strode over and grabbed hold of Shaden's luscious curves with his arms, drawing her in for a hard, passionate kiss.=- I'm sorry. I didnae want tae bring ye and yer pets intae this much danger. -=As the ships closed, figures wearing nutmeg brown uniforms could be seen scurrying about battle stations.=- This ship carries an admiral famed for his bllod thirst...and I know him...This is nae going tae be like any fight we've had. Please, fer me sanity, keep a low profile.

Shaden: Kissed.. at a time like this.. had he lost his marbles? She blinked.. at first.. then couldn't' help but yield.. tenderly.. a low sweet moan escaping into the passion laden kiss before she was abruptly released.. then ordered to keep a low.. profile.. she smiled softly a offering that gave him her agreeance.. " For you I would do anything " and she meant it.. just never tended to be something she was good at.. this keeping a low profile thing.. but she would try honestly she would..

Ealora: "When you have your shot, take it. Don't wait for me!" Another call from her place upon the extension of the mast. What was the former pirate queen planning on doing? One could only guess but she was far enough out that when they closed in, she could fairly reach out and grab at a rope on their ship. The ship tilted left to line up with the side of theirs. The succession of booms was deafening. Each one going off after the other. Those were her boys, was she proud, damn straight"Reload...tilt her right, continue the gain!"honeyed voice raised in a yell to the lower decks.

Maahes: "All right, pretty boy." Maahes took a look over his shoulder, at the younger skinnier version of what he imagined Galen would be like in 5 years. Understanding why the youth was atop the nest and not down below. Though, he would remark upon the boy's bravery. "Ever worked one of these?" The Beast handed the boy the R'unorian crossbow, what Maahes could do with one hand, the boy would need a harness; and before he could answer that harness was complete as belt was strapped across the boy's back. When the lookout shook his head, Maahes smirked. "Good, you'll learn fast." Stepping in behind the smaller frame he closed his arms around him to correct his stance and position his hands were they were needed. "Hold it here." Bringing the crossbow point blank he continued, "look down that to aim." See, not all battles were spent in a blind rage. Maahes used every moment as a time to expand an army..or navy. Was nice to kick back a bit.

Jack: -=As the ships neared, he released shaden, striding to the railing. The oasis of calm from their previous battle was not to be found this time. The oilskin clad figure paced back and forth along the rail like a caged animal. Already tense from the earlier exchange, he rumbled as he strode like a volcano threatening to erupt. The sneers and jeers from across the water were not in the least bit idle as a flurry of arrows and cannon fire washed over the decks and Jack. Weathering it all behind he large shield, the smith volleyed back with an unintelligible string of curses that degraded into more of a syllable shout than actual words. Ever moving, the brim never broke its focus on the nearing deck. Getting even closer, the opposing sides gathered planks and rope for boarding. The poncho began to ominously smoke. Just before they were all about to spring at each other, the smith lobbed out an iron squash, which detonated just as the throw reached the opposite railing. In the next moment, the brawny frame bodily leapt after this toss into the cloud of smoke. As it cleared to the tune of clashing steel and painful screams, the brawny frame could be seen whirling within the fray. The poncho and hat were now blown back to more of a strand down his back, revealing him to be covered from head to foot in a combination of chain and plate armor. Each surface was charcoaled with a satin finish so that even in the now mid-morning sun, it did not glint in the least. As he struck down a figure in nutmeg, a roar left his lips, and was echoed by those converging on him with every intent to silence him.=-

Shaden: Her eyes went wide as the two ships fairly collided.. stay.. out of the way.. no say.. low profile.. that is what he said.. she moved behind some barrels and watched as he just jumped into the dam fray.. ohhh what the hell.. she looked like a child who'd been told that .. she doesn't get to play when everyone else does.. the look almost comical.. as she took off toward him rapier raised to help defend him.. but he was lost in a fog of smoke that roiled over onto the shadow storms deck.. about the time she reached the boarding plank where he had dissipeared.. into the acrid cloud.. one little booted foot onto the plank there was a rumble.. an then from the smoke burst four men clad in possibly the worst shade of brown ever.. I mean come on folkes nutmeg it was like a poor mans chocolate.. washed out.. almost.. dingy.. someone needed a dye lesson.. Her eyes almost fell out of her head as she backed up rapier brandishing wildly at the men who charged at her.. swords drawn and intent on winning the day... outnumbered.. why yes she was.. so she turned and ran.. like a jackrabbit over the deck and to the stairs that led toward the lower decks dam she was fast

Ealora: "Af'er you Cap'n"Came the voice of one of the men behind her. There was a twitching grin on the Captains lips. Pulling the Sais from their perch, she lifted up from her kneel and ran across the remaining inches of wood. Who knew pirates could fly, look ma, its a bird, its a...pirate..The momentum made her soar across the open space between her sails and the next. Legs kicked to add to her landing zone. Sai's came down, RRIIPPPP into the sails. Her speed had decreased but sure, she didn't fall to her death. All ready another man was sailing past her head to an adjoining sail and sliding down in the same manor. Feet hit the edge of the sail and she yanked the sai's from the damaged sails, wheeling the Sai's back, she grasped the rope closest to her and swung downward. Tally ho? Feet connected with the nearest nutmeg dressed man and the two went tumbling to the deck only to have her end up, legs spread on either side of his head. This seemed to surprise the man, giving her enough time to jab the butt of the Sai into his face. Leaving the unconscious man to his nap, she thrust herself into the battle. The panther unleashed once more.

Maahes: "Take out any giving orders, first." Across the ship, a body fell with the natural talent, and a smirk found the Beast's lips. "Good, now..." Maahes stilled watching the Pirate fly through the air, and instantly the boy was pressed aside. "chyt." He cursed watching Ealora, and feeling rather trapped as he was unable to get to her. The side holsters of his smaller midsize crossbow was released and instantly a magazine of bolts were being fired rapidly, and reloaded almost as swift. "She's a fool." He growled, instantly turning to empty the holding of darts upon the boy. "Hit her and I'll cut your eyes out." He roared as he started to make his way down. "F'ing woman. I'll get my hands around her neck." He mumbled the entire time, and remembered why he didn't climb. "Little hellcat."

Jack : -=With a speed and grace beguiling his size, he whirled about fighting several men that had reached him first. It became apparent quickly that the kite shield's edges had been sharpened, as he favored forcing a sword-to-sword block and slashing with the shield for a few opponents. It was then that one sailor ran into him shoulder first, knocking him back. A second followed and a third grabbed at the seams of his armor. They moved him back toward the disintegrating railing, and Jack fully realized they meant to throw him overboard. The short spikes adorning most of the surfaces of his armor slowed the process, however. Instinctively dropping to the deck, he stopped the backward motion and the black blade chopped through the grasping arms as easily as they might a stalk of bamboo wrapped in rice paper. Spattered with blood and drenched in the pained cries, he hurriedly rose and ended the business with a few quick strokes. The helmeted head snapped back and forth for opponents. Then he spied what he was truly after. A short yellow plume gracing a pair of nutmeg shoulders. No attempt was made in masking the growl as he sprinted forward, slashing and pushing past any unfortunate to be in his way.=-

Shaden: Of course her persuers would be waylaid by a clash of steel from Ealora's men.. allowing her escape was she hiding.. doing as Jack said.. maybe beneath the bed with the terrier and the cat.. oh he wished but she wasn't.. as fast as she could get there she was down in the hold.. a bridle slipped on Merri, saddle slung on and fastened without blanket.. before she mounted her.. and " Hawwww Hawwwww !" was heard as the mare clattered wildly onto the deck.. this was probably a first that there was a calvery in a sea battle .. but.. well.. no one ever accused Shaden of playing by the rules.. one hand guiding the mare.. the other swiping discriminatiingly at the horridly dressed nutmeg clad seamen.. with the deadly rapier.. the element of surprise weighing hevily on her side.. as the last thing they thought to see was a she devil upon a horse wrecking ball thundering dangerously over the teak decking.. "Hawwww! " a gutterly gritty voice rang out as the horse reared and pawed it's hooves striking men who sought to grab the reins, crushing skulls and bones beneath the steel shod hooves..accompanying the deadly thrust and swings of the rapier.. " back back !" Merri was urged backward to the far side of the ship.. and when her rump hit the rail.. " HAWWWWW!" she took off like a shot across the deck.. up and over the rail landing on the other ship with an double thunk of hooves out of the smoke like and apperiation.. rapier slashing back and forth.. like and anvenging angel as her eyes serched for Jack

Ealora: The Sai's were rolled, thrust backward and into the belly of two pursuers. The animalistic growl of hers mingled with the tinge of battle as some of her own men had come to join in. the Captain couldn't help but stop, in the middle of battle. Was that...no...hooves. Her head swung around in time to see the massive beast of the horse, Shaden on back gliding it seemed between the two ships on deck. A grin curled the womans lips. That's my sister. Ayep. Whirling around, her hand thrust outward. A nutmeg uniform clattered to the ground, the man gasping for air as her arm had connected with his windpipe. Celadon eyes turned downward and she shook her head side to side. No no no, never attack a woman on a horse, especially her sister. The zing of an arrow caught her ear in time to lean back, the arrowhead nearly brushing her nose. What the..Turning her head again, she spied Maahes and the boy in the crowsnest of the Shadow. There wasn't long to ponder what the hell the boy was thinking for the battle continued and she jumped into the fray once more.

Maahes: "Ealora!" He yelled atop the rush of battle, and as he pushed his way through the many crew members that scurried about he heard the hooves of the horse? "Shaden!" Jesus Christ, were they both mad, or was he simply going to need to get over the fact that woman can't hear...or only hear what they want. His eyes shot to Jack, and watched his friend press into the battle and finally gave as the mask of war fell over the bull's eyes. Game on.

Jack: -=Running up the stairs to the helm, the armored figure rushed after the fleeing admiral until cornered. There they faced each other. The admiral pointed a cutlass daringly at the smith who nevere completely stopped advancing. A roar and slash preceded the clash of steel to steel as they parried and hacked at each other. With a well-placed thrust, the cutlass found its mark in the seam of Jack's plate armor under the armpit, but did not penetrate the chain mail llurking within. A gauntleted hand gripped the cutlass by the blade and a slash ripped open the admiral's sword-arm shoulder. With a gasp he relinquished the sword, and three more quick slashed ripped through his other shoulder and both thighs. The severed muscle fibers, free of their tendons, contracted involuntarily as hard and as painfully as possible, creating sickeningly unnatural lumps in his legs. With a cry the admiral fell to the deck, and Jack pounced upon him, straddling his figure. A moment passed, and Jack leaned down to whisper something in the moaning admiral's ear. The moan stopped with a curse as he spat out.=- You lying fool! -=Jack leaned back up and reached within the neckline of his armor, pulling out a small pendant on the end of a leather tie. It was clutched again in the next moment and tucked under the armor. As the admiral's eyes opened in shock, Jack removed his helmet to reveal a broad, hungry grin and demonically arched eyebrows.=- No! You're dead! I killed you myself- -=THe word was cut short as the hand basket of the taken cutlass smacked the admiral across the face. Gripping it by the blade, Jack smashed the admiral's face with the cutlass as if it were a hammer. Repeating the blow, he shifted to grip the cutlass properly, smasing again with the pommell. As a string of curses flowed freely form his lips in a jumbled mix of french, spanish, icelandic, and english, his whole body arched in double-fisted hammer blows. He rose and fell over and over and over again wildly. Blood, skin, and bits of bone began to mix with the splintering wood under the fall of the pommel. =-

Shaden: Merri seemed to dance.. about light of foot but deadly serious in keeping her mistress safe.. each command of SHaden's voice effecting the steeds actions.. every minor pull on the reigns or nudge of the knee timed perfectly to reek havoc on the shocked faces of the nutmeg sailors.. the horse clattered over the deck of the enemy ship.. hooves inficting as much damage to those about her as the rapier did.. spying Jack.. she urged her forward.. tromping over the unfornute sailors that were slow in moving..the sound a mixture of pain and flesh crushed between teak and steel, and screams of surpise and horror as the Ladies Rapier sliced and diced her way to the fo'castle where the helm was located.. just in time to see Jack.. full fury unleashed upon the yellow plumed man... as he crushed his face.. into nothing more than bits of bone and grey matter.. she felt the bile rise in her throat.. as she wheeled Merri about.. to meet and oncoming rush of sailors... " Hawwww!"

Ealora: "Maahes?"She heard his voice calling her name and whirled around to find him only to feel her hair yanked from behind throwing her off her feet. A sailor in the ugly brown was laughing up at her. "Oh hell no!" She growled, hey meditation came in somewhere here, pushing her body up into an arch, she kicked her feet up, sailing backward as she threw her foot into his face before landing on her feet. "Don't."She punched him in the face, "touch" A sai bluntend to his stomach and her knee to his face as he doubled over"my hair!" A bloody face swayed in front of her as the man stood up again. The Sai swung and the man fell, a puddle of blood pouring from his throat. Dancing on her toes, she spun around to find some of the men escaping the wild horse. Hmm, well this was one for the story books.

Maahes: Darn straight don't touch that hair! It was his intoxication, the drug that when inhaled placed him into the rich dreams of a deep sleep. Faces broke under the bare of his hands, until the sun was blocked by his massive frame from eyes that could only look in horror. It would not be long before the men around his wife were cleared out and laying one upon the other. A man's sword came from the right, to only be swept long ways by a bare hand passing it just over his shoulder, but brining man and Beast face to face. Wrong move. His arm snaked around the man's neck only to feel the bone breaking under his biceps with the snap. "Burn it!" He barked to the men. "Burn the entire thing." Turning to face his wife, there was a different man standing before...no not a man--an animal. Dark amber eyes were almost white with the rage that seethed in from his pores.

Jack: -=The blows continued until his body faltered a bit. Gasping for breath, Jack turned the cutlass over again, and sank the blade into the lifeless chest, letting it stick there like a flagpole. Rolling off to the side, calloused hands fumbled a bit with the helmet, returning it to his head and taking up his own sword and shield. With a labored grunt, he hauled himself towards the railing, for now at least out of the fray, though suddenly extremely fatigued, his mind swirling with thoughts and emotion. Slumping against the railing, he watched the battle intently, but stayed motionless as if wounded or dead. Too fatigued to fight or cry out, he waited to recuperate.=-

Shaden: The battle waned.. until only a few of those opposed were left figting with Ealora's men.. who now rummaged below looking for escapee's and such.. Shaden slipped from Merri's back.. handing her reigns off to one of the Storms crewmen, and " Check her for injuries and restable her in the hold... " she turned sheathing the rapier and made her way to Jack Hesitantly.. her heart sinking in her chest as she knelt beside him " Jack ......?"

Ealora: Where did everybody go. The bodies fell like rain and when she turned, it was not her husbands gaze she met but the beast. Mouth parted to say something before the sai was raised. Was she going to attack him. Her body thrown against his own, knocking him out of the way as she threw the Sai. THUNK, it embedded into the chest of a uniformed man. Not one he had missed, the one she had knocked out. The sword raised in his hand posed to strike at where she stood and Maahes had stood only a moment ago, clattered to the ground. the look on his face disbelieving turned to nothingness as he fell to his knees and finally to his back. Her hand at Maahes chest, fell away as she let out a sigh. No one touched her husband, animal rage or not. Moving to remove the sai from the mans chest, she had to jerk hard before it released its grip in the body. "Back to the Shadow. Shaden...Jack.."A look cast around to find her family. The men were heeding Maahes order, torches at the ready to burn the ship into the sea.

Maahes: Lord she was so hot..or was it the torches being lit around them? Pride and triumph lit up his eyes as well the fire being started. Yet his smirk could only last so long before he turned to follow the eyes of his wife, and see the other couple. "Shaden?" The rest of his body turned to follow through with the motions that were no longer of his own, but of the rise of panic as he was never very good at this..whole staying calm..they are going to be ok, thing. "Is he hurt?" Whether Jack was or wasn't he'd be carried back on that ship, like a rag doll...blushing bride and all going over the doorway. However, at the moment he would not move to take the man into his arms..could be hurt..

Jack: Aye -=The word was blown more than spoken in his labored breath. He nodded to her and swallowed hard, drawing a deep breath and regaining a foothold of control. A clawed gauntlet reached out ot touch Shaden's cheek tenderly. His voice was still punctuated by heavy breath.=- I thought I told ye tae keep a low profile....thanks. I'm fine, but I think I need a hand.

Shaden: She looked up at Maahes with a nod " Can you get him up.. he's got an extra 100 pounds of armor on " she looked at him and winced when he.. admonished her for her part in the mayhem " Well...... " her teeth nibbled on her bottom lip... " I tried.. but the heat of battle and all that?" ok it was a weak defense.. and she knew it.. but she did.. help.. and she wasn't too bad hurt a few nicks and cuts.. here and there nothing more.. but her shirt was ruined. dammit

Ealora: "Can't expect the woman to stand by and let the man she loves fight a near losing battle. Besides, her antics gave us a heads up on them." Ealora voice was dry, devoid of humor. She was serious and meant it. She was proud of her family today. A hand went to gently pat at her sisters arm. A gentle grasp went to Maahes arm, he'll be all right. "Please let Maahes help you back to the ship Jack. Shaden...go too.."She was going to follow but only after she saw her husbands orders carried out. Clasping a torch from one of her passing men, she moved away from the group to begin the task of giving the ship back to the sea.

Maahes: Pshhh, Maahes bench pressed more then this. However calming the touch of his wife was, he still worried. No visible wounds could be seen, however the armor was covering most of the man's body. Now..the manly man thing to do would be to throw him over one shoulder, but if Maahes were to ever take a gay lover..well Jack would be it, so he didn't think twice about scooping him like he did Ealora. "Shaden, go get clean water and rags." His voice boomed from his chest, as they crossed onto The Shadow Storm, and he settled the Toymaker onto the deck. "Prepare for your captain." Maahes boomed to the men, and the sailors started to prepare for what was predicted. Take off! Bending to Jack once more he clasped the man's shoulder, "I'll be back, don't die." Harsh of course it was, but darn it he was serious however that was spoken softly and even a little gentle...sorta. The Beast would then return to the plank and wait for his wife to return.

Jack: -=Spattered with blood, but too winded to explain, their fears were not a mystery to him. But his own began to gnaw away at his mind as the aches in his body began to sting. He didn't recall any blows landing home. No resistance was given to the more tender method of carrying, nor any rebuttal of Maahes' request.=- Wouldnae dream of it. -=He managed the words a bit more strongly now, his breath returning to normal. Watching them work, his fears of rebellion ruining their performance died with the rising flames. The helmeted head tilted about now to better his view before settling in to a seated position. A small shortle caught in his throat. It burbled again before being cut short my a wince. That hurt. But the chuckle would not stop and grew into a laugh. The laugh turned to a guffaw and he fell back to lay on the deck, painfully laughing.=-

Shaden: One thing first..." she moved to the doorway that led down into the hold of the enemy ship.. and too the captians quarters.. once there she gathered all the books and charts, maps and ledgers into his sheets.. and tied them up.. into a bundle tossing them out into the hallway.. futher into the hold she went.. one of Ealora's crew following her.. into the bowels of the ship.. There were innocents on board and they would not be left to roast alive if Shaden had anything to do with it.. The man with her just shook his head as he saw what she was about.. lashing ropes about the necks of the souls in the hold.. each one handed to the crewmate until he held about half.. then she sent him upward.. and followed soon with her own group.. 4 goats, two pigs, three geese two ducks.. and beneath her arm a big old black cat with golden eyes.. The Crewman led the pigs and the geesh while Shaden wrangled the goats and the ducks and cats.. Noah's ark indeed. once up atop they were handed off to some sailors as she went back for the charts.. and maps.. never know when these will come in handy. with a little hop over the rail she landed looking at Ealora, Maahes and Jack with a grin.. whaattttttt coudlnt' a girl have a heart? behind her the ship erupted in flames..

Ealora: The woman disappeared into the bowels of the ship to set the fire, turning to the top deck with the flames licking at her feet. Was she done though? No, a bottom of an amber liquid the large neck stuffed into her belt. The woman actually climbed up the mast of the ship, uncorked the bottle and pulled in an amount of the amber liquid into her mouth, turning, she threw the bottle to smash against the helm of the enemy ship. With liquid still in her mouth, she turned around, dangling from the rope. The torch was positioned and a ball of flames erupted as she spit, yes spit the liquid into the flames and caught the tattered sails on fire. Letting go of the rope. She slid down to the deck which was rapidly catching to the fire. the torch was tossed to land within the puddle of liquor and bring the fire to life before the Captain was racing across the plank and into her husbands arms to escape the flames. "Heave ho! Get us away before she takes us down with it!"

Maahes: Ok, everyone was on ship. Good. Returning to the laughing fool he'd take his kneel and soon come to rest at his side. "Where were you hit?" His voice boomed with little amusement, watching the man laugh and wondered if it was how Jack delt with pain. Where was that water? Dark eyes rose to find Shaden's zoo and he raised his voice. "You get pigs before you get clean water?!" Narrowing his eyes at the woman, he rose quickly, but was met half way by a sailor who had heard his order the first time. With a shake of his head he sneered at the animals, "women.." Returning to Trades side a black brow rose at his laughter. "You were hit on the head?" Here's to hoping he paid attention to the many nights spent with Aislin and her healing touch. If Jack didn't stop laughing, he was going to be hit on the head.

Jack: -=The laughing slowed, still coming in small fits though his words.=- Nae where. I'm fine, I think. -=Staring up at the brightening sky, a sigh left him.=- Maahes, I cannae describe it. I feel so light. Calm yer fears. I'm better now than I've been in a long, so very long time. -=With a grunt, he shakily regained his feet, suddenly worried why that hurt so much.=- Methinks I can make it tae the bath tub. -=With a pat on maahe's shoulder with a clawed gauntlet, armored boots rattled their way slowly towards the cabin.=- Look on the bright side, we have dinner.

Shaden: The cat was dropped lighlty on the deck as the crewmen took the other stock down into the hold.. they looked happy.. must be animal lovers as well Shaden though as she smiled at the warm fuzzy feeling of rescuing the helpless animals.. she knelt beside Jack.. a concerned look coming over her face " I though you said you were ok? are you hurt?" her fingers begin to pull at the sidestraps beneath his arms to unbuckle his armor.. a gaze of annoyance shot at Maahes yelling at her.. like she was a child.. she would deal with that in a moment.. quickly it was unhinged and pulled it off before he got to his feet, this of course helping the fact he was so shakey.. she stood back as he gained his feet and headed toward their cabin.. an attempt to pick up the armor was stalled by the fact it was to heavy for her to lift.. so she left it and followed him stopping short when he mentioned dinner " Someone was cooking during all this?"

Ealora: Perhaps she was a bit of a pyro but the woman grinned as she shrugged, her back was turned on the burning ship. She'd seen a dozen or more ships burn. This one was no different. No remorse. The ship swayed, rocking to the side as it was directed away from the defeated enemy sinking beneath the waves of the sea. "hold it Jack Trades...you will be thoroughly examined, even if I have to strip you down to your knickers myself..and you have some explaining to..."Her words stopped as the line of animals crossed her sight being lead down to the hold. "Oh Shaden no.."She breathed and paled a bit, thinking of all the waste THAT horde would cause. The black cat was noticed last, curling around her husbands legs. A brow rose and the pirate queen groaned. Not another ball of fur. An inward growl as she began to shrug her coat from her shoulders. It needed to be washed now, damn it. This was her favorite coat too. Her muscles crying out from the action only moments ago. The whole time she muttered about now being a damn zoo, all they needed was the camel!

[Lord General Maahes Asad-Aziem]

Maahes: The hour was late, the night already in full swing with the moon it all it's glory filtering through the brush of clouds across the sky. A million diamonds glittered across the glass like surface of a strangely calm sea. The ease before every storm. With the crew fast asleep, and the battle long over Maahes sat out upon the deck in a moment of self reflection and with the gathering of wits. He had been cleaned, like a good dog should after a day in the mud. His attire nothing short then exotic, but as was the man no? Long billows of fabric wrapped his hips, sandals peaking out from below the skirting of the material, and only the thin top layer running over one shoulder and crossing his chest. It was ceremonial, after every victory in honor of God to adorn your body with only the finest, and this just happened to be all he had. Yet, he would never admit he simply loved the freedom the wraps gave, and how at home he felt in them. The Beast should have been in bed hours ago, but for the sake of his sanity he could not find the comfort of the bed just yet. He prayed Ealora was resting, though somewhere in the back of his mind he knew she would be waiting. Perched atop a few crates his idle hands worked across the blades resting at his side cleaning each one with careful precision and amazed at how the blood stood of the blue of his robes so perfectly. (d



Ealora: This was a perfect night. One of her favorites, when the stars glittered in the sky reflected on a calm ocean. It made it seem like the ship sailed into the depths of the heavens. How could anyone sleep in such perfect conditions? She couldn't and it wasn't because of the battle, how many times had any of them seen bloodshed in the last couple of weeks. It was a torrent ring, once she feared would never end. This is what kept her up long after a bath and pulling on a white linen tunic which reached to her knees. Not really one to sleep in it. The night was chilly enough though that she wore it simply to keep the chill from her skin as the window within the cabin was flung open. She still couldn't be closed in, not without Maahes here at least. At least he made her forget the walls were even there. She choose to work on charts for a while, trying to plot where they had been to where they were now. If not for her own sanity, but a way for Jack to track back should anything happen to any of them, for memories sake or so someone would know people had taken this path if they didn't make it out alive. Sure she had her doubts, she was human. But all of them, their will to survive was strong. It would take a vast army to strike them down and she prayed to God that army was very far in the future. The candlelight in the room had finally gotten to a point where not even she could read the charts anymore. Lifting up from the chair behind her desk, she padded bare feet across the room to the door and flung it open, celadons searched the night till they found her husband and she smiled as she leaned on the doorway, arms crossed over her chest rose the edge of the tunic to her thighs. "Can't sleep love?"Honeyed voice flowed across the still night.*



Maahes: The beads that were strung through his hair like an awkward checkerboard rattled as he turned to face her. The motion sweeping the tendrils to one side. His face fell back in a small tilt to take her in, eyes coming to find her own, but his face would not return her smile. Yet, the very sight of her could lighten even the darkest of moods. "No..I am not ready." His accent adding a much more rich deep harsh tone, then what was truly meant. The cloth he used to clean away the blood from the blade closed over the sharp edge of the knife as he sat it to his side, and cleared it from his lap. With a side glance he'd motion her to come closer, touching his thigh to indicate where he wanted her to end up. "Come." His hand fell away to open. "Sit with me." As if she were the child, and he nothing more then an old Storyteller. Though there was a much hungrier appetite for her affection. (d



Ealora: Rubbing at her arms, she let out a sigh. The one that said, yeah I'm not ready to. Padding across the deck, she heeded his call and slid to rest upon his thigh, like a child in a parents lap but this was anything but. Her arms slid up his chest to rest around his neck as she leaned in to brush her lips softly against his own before letting her forehead come to rest against his. "I'd give up all my gold right now to know what's on your mind."Honeyed voice was gentle and soothing. He had perhaps needed the battle that had taken place, to ease the anger that had been evident before but it wouldn't get rid of it, that much she knew.*




Maahes: Right then and there all fears and doubts washed away, across a very defiant, arrogant, and strong man. However, under the bare flesh of his chest, in which her hands ran, was a heart in dire need of mending. Nobody had ever been inside this man's mind any further then what was necessary. Amber eyes fell away with the closing of his lids upon the touch of her lips, and the nuzzle of her face could only cause his neck to bend so that his temple could rest against her own. There was so much more going on inside him then he could let on, and yes the battle was needed. However, the thoughts could not easily be given a rest when even he didn't know the answers. What did the man want, that gave everything and asked of nothing? Peace; It was not often he thought of his past, when one came with darkness as he, but in all the depths of his mind he could feel only one other warmth from a memory so full of battle. "I think now of my mother." His hands came to wrap about her hips, the palms of his hands caressing the small of her back. "Is that such a funny thing to think of?" Opening his eyes he smirked lightly, "After every person I kill I wonder if she is proud." (d




Ealora: Her fingers caressed the back of his neck, she stared into the night without really seeing it. Listening only to the sound of his breathing. The moments of silence from her words to his. There was nothing she could do about his past, just as there was nothing he could do about hers. It was set in stone. The best the either of them could do was look towards a brighter future. She intended to look for the best of life, with him till God found it fit to take her out of the world. Lifting her head from his own, she let out a sigh only to replace the skin of her head to his with her lips. "No I don't think so."She lifted her head again, smoothing the dreads away from his face and turning her smile down at him. "I think she is. Your a brave man Maahes, I think she would see that. See the loyalty in you, for your family and friends. For your country. There is no lengths you would not go to protect all three of them, without a second thought to your own safety, your own life. How could any mother not be proud of that. I know I am." The smile on her lips widened. Deep in her heart she wished she could do something for him, as he had done for her. Giving her a piece of their heaven, something she could carry for always, and his promise. How could he knew how much it had meant to her. That the tears she had cried were joyful, that her heart had sang a prayer to heaven in thanks for giving her love. For showing her a way beyond the blood. She would think of a way.*




Maahes: Her words could carry a calm and healing nature all on their own, but it was her smile that lifted his spirits. Though he was not down, but simply deep in thought the emotion was raw and rarely felt. Call it stupidity, but whatever the name it was pure. "I do not remember anything of her, only the stories told of her body, and when I started to win I sometimes thought I could hear her cheering." He huffed with a small smirk, before raising his eyes to meet those of his wife. "but I was but a boy then, could have been my dreams." Adjusting his position on the crates, his back cried out from the motion in angry pops of bones. "Maybe when I am old I will return and see what is left of my life there. For now.." His hands came to clasp the sides of her body and pull her against him more. "I have enough." The tips of his fingers would curl in the ends of her hair, the silky tresses put him under a spell as always. "You did well today, Princess. I am proud..." Quick look around to see no one else was listening. "Even your Sam. He did not act..a loof." Or whatever the word was for Gay then. Maahes was even very pleased at how quickly the enemy was defeated. (d




Ealora: "Perhaps it was a dream, but it could well not of been. Memories of childhood can be fuzzy to us but don't give up hope that they were real." Her thumbs traced the line of his beard towards his lips. Her face contracting in a wince at the sounds of popping from his bones. "I made a lotion that will help your muscles and bones. Should loosen you up and help with the pain of it too. It's in our cabin." Lacing her fingers behind his neck as he pulled her tightly to him, she let a smile pass her lips again with a honeyed laugh. "I am glad you think so. Sam had his own rage to get out in the fight. He is a skilled fighter but I think you frighten him, how could you not especially after strangling him the other night?" Was there a twinkle of fire in her eyes, a tease? There was. "That place..when you return, I want to go with you."She offered softly. It was as far as she would push on the matter. "You were an animal today, the beast..I didn't know whether to worry or be aroused."Another tease but the pride of her husband was clear on her face.*




Maahes: "It is second nature to me, to fight, to survive." He mused with that smirk of confidence as she stroked his ego. "You would be wise to stay clear. I am not the same man, or am I man." He liked when she used words like our, us, and forever. It pleased him to hear she claimed him, but not as if he were but an object bound for one purpose. "I should tell him I am sorry. Would be the proper way, yes?" Leaning back against the frame of the crate he cradled her his chest letting her hair act as a cover to shield from the chill. "Do you wish to return to our cabin so soon?" Running the pads of his fingers against her scalp he brushed away what would fall over her face. "Or would you sleep outside under our stars, like when I hated you?" (d




Ealora: "No you are not the same man then, you are more then a man. You are a beast, a beast that fights to survive. I know better then to approach you then but I would be a fool if I did not admit that it makes me proud to see you like that." She leaned into him as he leaned back. Her arms tightening about his neck so she would not slip off his lap. A surprised chuckle escaped her lips, honeyed and soft. "If you feel you are sorry, then yes it would be proper. I still don't understand why you hate him so." She let out a little hum of a moan as she felt his fingers at her head. "Under the stars..and I don't think you hated me then, I think you loved me, I think you hated that you loved me but not me."She was teasing him again. Her fingers loosened from around his neck and slid about his waist. Using her own body to heat him against the chill. Lord help them if they ever got stuck in a cave with snow, they would never sleep and never leave. Her husbands body excited her. How they had managed so long without intimacy before was the ultimate question. It wasn't all about making love though, even now she was content to have her arms around him and only that.*




Maahes: He excited her? Ha! A chuckle escaped him as he stretched out over the surface of his perch, half way hanging off. Yet her hands that ran his side tickled and he moved to capture them. "I..did..not hate you." He breathed grinning and raising his head to meet her eyes. "Only what you were, but..even now." He let his head fall again eyes moving towards the heavens. "Had I known what this would be like, I can let you be what you wish." (d




Ealora: A brow rose in curiosity. Had she just found that her husband was ticklish? A grin began to spread across her lips as if she had found the most prized jewel in the world. Wiggling her hands in his grasp. She broke them away only to begin teasing his sides again. "What a confession, I'm going to remember that you know.."honeyed voice continued to be light and free, she even let out a laugh as she continued to tease his sides."At least we can both say our lives have been interesting and will continue to be that way for some time. We at least have stories to tell our kids and grand kids. How their daddy or granddad threw mommy or grandma in prison the second night she lived in Skye...hmm what else is there, oh yes, how daddy and mommy were found by a knight, naked on the beach after falling asleep there the night before, and how daddy was mumbling about building a pirate a home when he did."That brow rose again, the smirk ever deepened down at him. "how mommy began to fall in love with a pirate hating beast when he rescued her from the same prison he put her in." A tilt of her head as she stared down at him as he watched the heavens.*




Maahes: His laughter carried over the ship, and finally tears started to form over his eyes from the pure torture she was putting him through. "I..can..not..say that I..loved you any less then you did me?" Capturing her wrists he sat up, pulling her with him as he stood as if she were a rag doll, one that he would even cradle like a child. "You were all I could think about. From the first time we met, I knew." How serious he quickly became as he slowly stepped over the deck, rocking her very slowly and very gently. "I fought it. I fight everything." If you had not noticed. Slow and careful steps started across the deck as the ocean air pressed them both he used swept her back and forth like an infant being rocked to sleep. "I lost. I've never lost." (d




Ealora: His laughter made it hard to contain her own and she let it spill out even as he sat up and captured her wrists. Aha! She would remember that one too. Burned it was inside her mind, his laughter burned into her heart. She gave a yelp of surprise as she swept her up into his arms, but she was not afraid of him. Not now at least. In his arms, the gentle and comforting cradle, she had found everything she had ever wanted. How could she fear that? Her lips curled into a smile as her arms clasped about his neck and she continued to grin as he spoke. "Ah but in losing, you've gained more then you know. A woman who is madly in love with you. A wife, devoted to only you. A body, heart and soul, completely and forever yours. My solemn promise that I will always love you, even when I am angry, my solemn promise that I will fight to the very end to keep you, my promise that I will do everything in my power to make you happy, to whatever it takes please you. You need only say what you wish and I will do it. How could that be losing?" Her head leaned then to settle upon his shoulder. Perfectly content.*




Maahes: His steps were slow and careful as he rocked her with a sweeping motion going back and forth over the boards of the deck, and he could not help the small smile that crept over his lips. "No..you are right." He had not lost. She felt so right in his arms, but it was when the motion of their bodies swept her hair over his bare arms did his heart melt. The long tresses of deep brown had become an obession of his, and the breezey feel soothed every ounce of his body. "These promises you make, you will get in return. No matter what you have come from, I love all that is you, Pirate." Silent words then spoken, No matter what is to come, as if knowing peace like this could only last so long.



Ealora:He rocked her like a child being put to sleep by a parent. Did she complain though? Of course not. It was because she was in his arms. That was all that mattered. A smile curved full lush lips once more. Aha, so she was right. Point one for Ealora. she hummed a moan of contentment as she laid her head close to his chest. The still of the night giving her enough peace to hear the beat of his heart. For a while she stayed like this, until he called her a pirate. Until he said he loved all that she was. Including being a pirate? It seemed so. Raising her head again, she smiled at him. That smile was meant only for him. He was the only one to ever see it. The smile of a woman so completely in love. Wiggling her arms from around his neck, she knew she was safe in his embrace. Slowly the Egyptian locket was woven from her wrist. The chain was long enough, for it fit as she slid it around his neck. "In this locket, is the hair of...our son..of me...and I hope you will not be angry with me but I cut a small piece of your hair and added it..." Of course by their son she meant Issa. It was how it was supposed to be. Issa should of been their son. He was their son for the child of her blood had come to the man who owned her heart like no other. Even if only in a dream. He had gone to Maahes "I love you bull, all of you. If you can not count on anything else in this world. Count on that, believe I will always fight my hardest to keep my promises to you.." The smile remained on her lips. "Are you going to dance with me like this all night hmm?"

[Lord General Maahes Asad-Aziem]

Maahes: The sky opened up the hell that was felt as the flaming ship went into the shore, and had no signs of stopping. The waves rose and fell causing the ship to nose dive most every time over the mounds of boiling sea. The sailors onboard the ship had all gone to bed, but were slowly starting to rise with the itching feeling they would soon be needed. "Someone should wake the captain." "I'm not going in there, they are probably naked." "We are going to die if we don't." A rapping came at the door of the cabin as they finally gave in. "Captain!! Ye' better get ou' er'" One man cried, and inside the closed eyes of Maahes rolled. In his sleep he tightened his arms around his wife, grumbling that he was going to choke a bytch if they continued to rouse him from his slumber. (d




Jack: -=The brawny frame sat at the small table within their cabin with a chart taken from the admiral's ship, and a divider, measuring distances. His undressed torso bore some bandages, but seemed unhindered. The hearty voice rumbled casually within their small confine.=- Shaden, I cannae impart how glad I am that ye had the presence of mind tae gather these. They will be invaluable tae us. (d)




Shaden: Rolling over in the bed she glared at him " It's too early... " she mumbled and pulled the covers back over her head.. burrowing into the pillows.. with some choice words that were mere mumbles.. at the sound of her voice.. the little dog begin to pace back and forth.. then escalated to yipping for her attention.. meanwhile the orange tabby just sneered from the edge of the bed.. seeming to say neener neener neener shorty you can't get up here.. "Hush London.. be quiet " she scolded from beneath the covers.. she hadn't slept much at all.. spending most of the time watching Jack.. making sure he was alright.. she hadn't seen much damage on the outside but had feared internal bleeding.. and as such had sat up most of the night keeping watch..(d)




Ealora: Groaning, she rolled into her husband embrace, resting her hand on his over her stomach. What in the bloody hell was going on that a woman couldn't sleep after a peaceful night? Rolling to her side, she kissed the rough cheek of her husband before wiggling from beneath his arm. They wouldn't stop the racket if she didn't go but someone had better be dead or bleeding damn it. Her pants were quietly snatched up and wiggled up her legs. The clasp firmly closed before she grasped her vest and pulled it on one arm then the other, bare feet padded the floorboards as she buttoned up the vest before a hand was raked through the tangled mass of russet curls. "This had better be important." Spoken to her men as she appeared till blurry eyed and half asleep.*



Maahes: "There is a storm coming capin'" Thank god it wasn't her husband the man breathed, as a wave crashed against the deck and pooled around their feet. "We need to secure the deck and close down the lower decks." One eye opened, and Maahes peered through his lashes to watch his wife put her clothes on. Why did she put clothes on? He would just take them right back off. The covers pooled around his hips as he sat up on one arm, "What's going on, Ealora?" Hearing the crash he let both eyes open in an attempt to understand the matter a little better at hand. The rocking of the ship hit him then as the contents that were across the table shattered against the floor. Were they being attacked again? He rose quickly, pulling his own pants on and doing up the belt but leaving his shirt behind. Who needs that anyway? Thunder and lightning filled his mind, as the light flashed and sounds boomed. (d




Jack: -=He turned enough to cast a warm smile towards the dozing lady. Turning back to the charts, he worked silently, making sure that her vigilance would not be in vain. When the ship's pitching increased, he would push away from the table and quietly don some clothes and don his iconic hat and poncho. The scent of the storm had crept into their cabin long before, but apparently it had arrived now. A calloused hand tenderly stroked the soft curve of Shaden's cheek before he silently slipped outside. Once there, the weather-beaten brim swiveled from side to side, taking in the crew's reaction.=- (d)




Shaden: She heard the door shut behind him.. as she turned over to see.. what he wanted when he touched her cheek soflty.. "Oh for cripes sake London!" a delicate hand scooped up the dog and pulled her into the bed.. to snuggle.. the pitch of the ship however was nauseating.. and try as she might to go back to sleep her tummy would have none of it.. ugggg... and it got worse and worse.. as the ship plunged and rolled.. soon enough she was darting up the steps onto the deck.. to the side rail... liberating the remenats of her last nights meal.. RALPH(d)




Ealora: Peering behind the men, her eyes scanned the skyline. Gray, completely gray. This was not good. A frown pulled on her lips as she nodded to the crew"Begin securing items, and get Jack and Shaden up here." Turning she moved towards her husband and took up his wrist as she spoke"A storm is coming. Watch me, you feel sick, you jab this nerve here, don't do it to hard or you'll paralyze your hand for an hour or so." As she spoke, she jabbed the nerve where his wrist met the base of his hand. "Jab it just right, it will make the sickness go away instantly." She leaned in to kiss his lips softly "Don't worry, I've weathered storms worse then this one. But stay here..just in case.."woo bossy woman, but she just couldn't look after him and his seasickness and help secure items. Releasing his wrist, she moved out of the cabin in time to see her sister letting go of her meal. A wince, she felt her pain but lord did the sound itself make her sick. "Shaden dear, are you all right? Get into my cabin with Maahes, Jack.. you too. Captains orders. Feel free to take the rag an the rat killer with you."That was all the time she had and the Captain was off to help secure the lines.*




Maahes: The water was ice cold as it hit against the deck and the once pirate watched his Captain advance. "I've started the men on the lines, but this storm is backed by a cold front the waves are too high to keep the sails up, shall I start taking them down hmm?" Sam grinned knowing his captain like the back of his hand, it would be a matter of minutes before she was chasing his movements to mimic the climb of the mast to tie off the lowered sails. This life was his destiny, what he lived for and this ship his heart...or what was left of it without his lover. Going up the post the heavy lines of rope were wrapped over his shoulder as if his second nature told him it would be needed. "Tie them off fellas!" The man shouted over the storm at best he could, but froze once he saw a line on the bring of collapsing. The rope was in shatters hanging on only by a single strand, and as the wind billowed he knew it would be a matter of seconds. The rope held bag the swingy thing, that steered the ship when extra speed was needed. A heavy bit of sail in a triangle that was used to help steer...was in the direct line of Ealora. "Captain!" He cried, but the snap drowned out his scream. The rope broke sending the vertical log slashing through the rain. She couldn't see it, not from where she stood, but her husband sure did. He watched in horror as Maahes barreled through his friends and pushed his wife just as she had he the day before. The jib cracked against his chest and forced his frame over the side of the ship. "MAN OVER BOARD!" The fruit cried, and without thinking jumped from the mast with rope's end dangling from one side while the other remained in his hand. (d




Jack: Nae rest fer the wicked, eh? -=The comment was cast side-long as the captain went off on her duties. A few slow strides took him over to the large crate still planted firmly on their deck, calloused hands checking the lines and running over the now wet battle-scarred wood, searching for holes. The brim snapped towards the sound of the breaking rope. The hulking frame instinctively rushed towards the scene, but changed course as Sam dove after the falling general. It quickly gathered a line and a littered piece of wood, tieing and ungraceful yet sound knot over the uneven piece. In the next moment it was hurled overboard towards the entry point of both men. The hearty voice rumbled over the storm, seeming one with the rolling thunder.=- BRING US AROUND! (d)



Shaden: Shaden had heard Ealora's order to get below.. but.. her gut had other ideas.. half her body hanging over the rail.. she continued the release of all the contents of her belly.. never knowing of the drama behind her...(d)



Ealora: A turn of eyes went to Sam. Did he even need to ask. Apparently not. He was off like a shot. Whatever had transpired between them, he was a true friend. To the very end. Hot on his tail, she climbed with ease, even with the tilt an roll of the ship. Securing the lines till a cannon broke free and she jumped down to help secure it. That was until her husband barreled her over, knocking her completely to the floorboards. Turning her head around, she gasped as the jib caught him in the chest and sent him over the railing and into the sea. "Maahes!" She screamed after the figure of her husband just as her first dove into after him"Sam!" Another call before she was scrambling to her feet. Poor Shaden, she couldn't even in her panic forget her sister and so grabbed her away from the railing and pulled her along to the helm, while jabbing at the woman's wrist to stop the seasickness. It was a blind effort, but one pressure point she knew well. "Shaden, stay by me please"Her voice was etched with more then just worry, it was pure panic as she thrust the man at the helm away and began the painful effort of fighting the waves to turn the ship around.*




Maahes: Now, Maahes could not swim. Having grown up in the desert, where the only water source was polluted with crocodiles could you blame him? So once the cold water hit him it was all he felt, this was it. He knew this was it, because he felt so calm. There was not panic in him as his limbs went limp and the water became a slow dance around him. The light from the shore filtered in as he sank further down, and his eyes closed for the last time. One breath in, and it would all be over. It was so cold, and a cold he had never felt could only be but one thing..death. Fight it. Funny how the table turned, and he was diving deep into the ocean for a man who would rather see him hang. Though he figured Maahes's brash exterior could only go so far, and there had to be some kind of heart under there. The General's hand was taken as the salt water burned his eyes, but he turned with all his might and kicked to the surface.Someone tied the rope, "Thank God." He spoke against the other man's neck as he swam with them both to the barrel. "Come on, buddy. You've got to help me." The General's limp body was cradled under his arm, growing heavy even in the water. The water was so rough that he couldn't check to see if he was breathing yet, but the man wasn't coughing. "Pull us up!!" He cried, and tied the rope around the torso of Maahes, and wrapped his arm around the slack. (d



Jack: -=Calloused hands paid out the line in a calculated and practiced manner. The weather-beaten brim owned up to its appearance, and the burly frame seemd completely unfettered by the rolling waves and pattering rain. It never broke its focus from the water, waiting. As the heads broke the surface, the paying out was instantly reversed, the hands now tugging at the line until it came taught.=- On me lads! On me! Heave ho! Ready! HEAVE! -=The bellowing call punctuated the expertise of the crew gathering the line and hauling together as a unit.=- HEAVE! HEAVE! -=And in this manner they began to winch in the pair over the rolling sea.=- (d)



Shaden: "owww owwww owwww " she cried as Ealora poked her wrist so hard it would leave bruises " What are you doing " she was dragged willy nilly up the..ohhh nooo raaalllppphhhhh all over the deck befor the ships wheel.. turning.. to come about.. oh good gods noooooo.. she swayed to the side.. holding onto something anything.. this was absolute torture! as soon as the ship righted itself she raced down the stairway and back into her cabin.. chamber pot would be her best friend for a long while(d)

Ealora: "It'll help with the..."Her head turned, Shaden was gone. Growling, she pulled the helm into position before grabbing her man again and placing him there"You fight or die! got it" She didn't wait for the answer as she run down the stairs and joined Jack and the men to pull her husband and her first back aboard the ship.*

Maahes: On the deck of the ship Sam found himself and shivered under the wind's grasp. The rain had stopped for the most part, but he still felt the drops falling from the sails. "He's..not..breathing." He spoke between heavy breaths trying to regain his composure. It would not be until Maahes was rolled to his back would he start to work again on the man who deserved a foot up his ass, more then his life saved. "Press on his stomach there." He spoke in a Dr. Calm manner, and placed the palm of his hand on the man's bare chest begging to hear a heartbeat. Sam's body shook with the chill, and he knew he would no longer be of any service. Another sailor wrapped a coat over his shoulders as they watched the others, but the warmth was missed as all he worried was getting this man breathing again. "Ealora..hit him." (9

Jack: -=As they were hauled onboard, and analytical gaze make short work of assessing them. Sam's direction was almost not needed. The brawny frame was on Maahes before the words were barely finished, straddling him. Two calloused hands intertwined and set at the base of Maahes' diaphragm. There they thrust hard into his gut. The motion was repeated. It was repeated again as a gutteral growl escaped him.=- Ye better nae die on me now ye good-fer-nothin' ninnyhammrin' pollysplunker of general. Ye really intend tae go without a fight? Nae if'n I have a say about it! -=The thrusting repeated in short intervals.=- C'mon! Spit it up! (d)



Ealora: As the two men were hauled on board, she let go of the rope and dropped to her knees beside her husband but her eyes were on her first"You stupid..."she started and stopped. The look on her face was plain, thank you. She was eternally grateful to the man for what he had done. Inching forward, she tilted Maahes head back, tilting his chin upward as Jack began to press on his diaphragm. Lowering her lips, she blew softly into her husbands mouth then waited after each set, she leaned in again to blow another puff of air into his throat. "come on Maahes, you give up I'll follow after you and kick your celestial butt."She muttered into his ear between sets. She felt her heart racing in her chest as the seconds passed. Don't die on me you bull, I love you, Breath!*



Maahes: Sam pushed Ealora back gently and took over as if afraid she would panic and miss important parts of this procedure. It would not be long before the water came with a rush from Maahes's mouth, and his eyes opened to find Sam's lips inches from his face, and Jack straddling his hips? Did he die and go to hell? Coughs came with a rush, but he still found the strength to plant his palm against Sam's face and push him away; turning his own features away. He wanted to curl on his side, but the weight of the other man stopped him. "I..hate..the...water." Like a drowned rat he looked, sitting up he wrapped his arms around Jack, and hell while Sam was close enough pulled that man in too. Group hug. "Thank..you." He shivered squeezing tightly before laying back against the deck still catching his breathe. Though he arched a brow in the direction of Sam..did he just hug him? (d



Jack: -=There were no words from the stolid shadowed one, but a hand patted the general's back during the hug. A crew member layed a blanket over the shivering Maahes, and the hearty voice rumbled cooly like the calming sea.=- Come on, let's get ye warmed up. Intae the cabin with ye. Captain, I imagine ye would be best suited fer this task. -=Lifting his bulk off the general, he rose but stopped short of his full height. A hand openly rubbed his side just under the armpit before fully straightening.=- Methinks I'll rest too. Captain, I suggest that we make haste in leaving this area. No doubt the admiral will be missed soon if nae already. Methinks heading due west fer the next two hours should be sufficient tae take us out of their patrol lanes. (d)



Ealora: Well hell, she knew where she stood! Pushed out of the way and left out of the hug. At least her heart was returning to its normal rhythm. Lifting up from the deck, she followed after Jack and Maahes, damn straight she was the only one suited for the job. Stopping a crew mate, she lowered her voice"Tell Shaden I need to borrow her tub, heat water as fast as you can then bring the two to our cabin."She let the man go about the task he was assigned. "Your voyage Jack...Beng..due west, as the man says."Called to the helm. "Sam, go below and take a hot bath of your own, you deserved it. Rest. That's an order.."With that done, she followed the men into the cabin. *



Maahes: With the blanket wrapped he brought his brows together to give a scolding look at the Toymaker. "Methinks,..." Spoke in a mocking tone as he shivered. "We stop at next port and get a healer." Though it would be hard to reprimand the man between coughs or for anyone to take him serious looking the way he did. Never a modest man it wouldn't be long before he removed the cold clothes and slipped under the covers of the bed that he didn't want to get out of to begin with!! "I don't need a bath, woman." He muttered burying his face in the pillows with his shake, " I just had one." (d



Jack: -=The comment would be lost in the rumbling of the leaving storm as a hand roamed over the crate again, finishing the inspection it had started earlier.=- We'd never even make it intae the harbor... -=The brawny frame paused, looking out over the sea, then after the paths of the others. The voice rumbled quietly to itself=- The pot is stirred...Heavenly Father, all I ask is that we escape in time. -=With that, he slowly made his way to the cabin, and slipped within to care for Shaden's discomfort and address his own.=- (d)




Ealora: "What you need is a swift kick in the ass"she retorted as she tugged at the covers he was holding onto. "Let go and get up, your getting the bed all wet for one. For two, your going to catch a hell of a cold in freezing wet clothes." She tugged on the covers before letting out a growl. "Fine." With jack gone, she began to strip away her clothing and climb into the bed, Jesus Christ! It was ice cold as was his body as she wiggled in to press her body tightly to his own. Her arms curled around him and began to rub back and forth, creating friction and heat. She had been terrified, she hadn't been able to do much and that itself had terrified her. How much she needed him, how even for a split second, she could not think of living a life without him. It hurt, indescribably. It was hard to dwell on it as she used her own body heat to warm her husbands body.*




Maahes: Wouldn't make it into the harbor? He questioned Jack in his mind, but trusted him very much. Jack needed to see a healer, and if he had to beat the reason out of Shaden he would. Abusive huh? "I don't have any clothes on, and I've never been sick a day in my life." Other then when he was poisoned but darn it that doesn't count! (d

[Lady Shaden Aramoire]

Jack: -=A lone lantern swung gently with the slow sway of the ship. The warm glow in the cabin gave view to Jack sitting at the table, his bulk still bandaged and a divider inching its way across several charts piled atop one another. There was no sound other than the creak of the ship and the rustle of paper. Grizzled features stared down almost absently at them before his forehead furrowed concernedly.=-

Shaden : "Something wrong?" she had settled on the bed.. and was sewing by the same light a few of the sailors shirts that needed mending.. her bath already completed.. she looked up every now and again at him... as she stitched even perfect stitches in the seams of the shirt... " You've been staring at those charts for hours.. "

Jack: I donnae have the whole picture. -=He grumbled something unintelligible before pushing away from the table. Rising gingerly, he shifted over the short distance to the bed, half sitting and half laying upon it.=- There is something I've been meaing tae ask ye hun, and methinks enouhg time has passed fer ye tae recover. It's about yer time in that dungeon... -=the word trailed off as his gaze lingered on the ceiling=-


Shaden : She blanched white as the needle slipped and stuck her finger.., his words causing her to loose concentration.. quickly it was pulled up to her lips.. as glacial green hues turned up to him... " I told you whatever you wanted to know I would tell you.. the truth" she frowned at her finger.. and dropped her eyes back to the shirt she was mending and continued sewing.. those small even stitches.. waiting and dreading his questions.. her heart thumping wildly in her chest.. as she tried not to remember the feeling of suffocating beneath the hands of Robert the Bruce about her neck..

Jack: -=The voice rumbled softly, unhurriedly. His gaze did not leave the ceiling, but her reaction had not gone unnoticed.=- Aye, I donnae doubt yer word. But I can only imagine the physical abuse ye endured. I do imagine though, that some of it was "special" fer the fact that ye are a woman. Do ye think that there may be any chance of ye bein' pregnant, Shaden?

Shaden : It wasn't a question she expected.. she stopped her sewing and looked up at him.. for a moment pausing to think... " I don’t think so... there were things done to me as a child.. that.. has kept me from conceiving.. so far in my life though it is not unheard of.. for that to fail... I would have expected to have a child long before now if.. it would have failed" she was thoughtful for a moment.. her thinking almost plain upon her face.. a soft look of a woman whom children held a special place in her heart.. and then it faded.. as she looked up at him.. " That would upset you... to think I was pregnant... because you would not know if it was yours or not?"

Jack: -=Now the grizzled head turned toward her and steel grey eyes roamed over her features.=- I see. -=Sprawling out on the bed a bit more, the languid stretch was cut short by a small twinge.=-It would, more so because the fetid seed of that animal might bear fruit rather than knowing if it were mine er nae. What would have concerned me more though -=a hand patted the cabin wall.=- Is that it is nae certain yet whether we'll survive this little trip of mine....Shaden, do ye ever wish tae have children?

Shaden : She put the shirt on the small table beside the bed.. along with her sewing basket.. and pulled the covers up over her legs.. as she sat cross-legged looking at him.. a delicate hand running thru her short copper curls... " Yes.. I would love to have children some day.. I just don't think.. I can.. and it's something.. I've learned to .. deal with.. although.. there is always a part of me..." her voice trialed off softly... " I don't think you have to worry about me on this trip.. it's you who have.. the injuries.. not me " her tone changed trying to tease him into a lighter mood.. " I seem to come thru battle pretty well.. just a little scratch" she showed him the small cut on her arm... " Your the one.. who almost had Maahes in a fit thinking you were going to die "

Jack: Aye -=He rolled onto his back again, a calloused hand absently picking at the fold of one of the bandages.=- I heard that ye've been doing some work that yer being paid quite well fer. Are ye hedging yer bets in case we donnae find treasure?

Shaden : She laughed softly " Your checking up on me " now that the conversation had turned from talk of Robert she seemed more relaxed.. " I occasionally help out a friend to ... gather information and I'm compensated.. well " she leaned back against the headboard.. and regarded him... " Is it foolish to have alternate plans.. always be prepared....? I don't think so.. and before you ask.. that was being planned before you approached me for the treasure hunt " she was trying to read him.. and failing miserably... " Are you upset.. or angry with me over this?"

Jack: -=Broad shoulders rose slightly in a shrug.=- With the circles I walk in, it was actually a little difficult tae ignore. The cantroaches recognize new spies in their territory. -=He turned to her again with a smile tugging at his lips.=- Or did ye think I lived like a street urchin because its fashionable? -=With another chuckle he settled again, his eyes focused on the ceiling, but not on any particular part.=- Nae, I am nae upset. But it makes me wonder. I wonder how I compare tae yer employer in yer eyes. If ye intend tae stick with giving up on the being a courtesan. If ye do nae, I wonder if ye'll keep me at arm's length again.

Shaden : Her face softened and a little smile came over her lips as she moved toward him.. tossing back the covers.. and leaning to peer down into his slate colored eyes.. " There is no comparison... Jack...at all.." copper curls framed her face that was alight with adoration and love... for him " My employer is just that.. and married to a woman he loves more than life itself.. believe it or not.. marriage is something I respect... and would never seek to.. divide.." a soft kiss was dusted across his lips... before she settled back on her heels... " I have been with no one.. save you... and The Bruce.. which was not of my doing... since arrived in Skye.." everything about her was speaking in honesty to him... " And I can be a courtesan.. without sharing my bed.. that is not the only service I provide " if that is what is keeping you so distant ,she couldn't bring herself to say it.. there was a wall between them had been for sometime.. partly from her partly from him.. and somehow they had to breech it soon.. or it would.. separate them.. for good..

Jack: His eyes closed as she spoke and the softness of her lips brushed his. His voice was soft, “ I am..“ the word struggled a bit, “ unaccustomed tae all this. Ye know more about me than any other person alive. Well, at least that I would expect tae be alive. I know I've nae been terribly attentive lately, and that has been what ye agreed tae. And ye've performed superbly. Tae be this close tae a life-long goal...it crowds out most any thought of romance. That coupled with the inherent danger I'm about tae put us intae, I've had me mind fairly ocupied. “

Shaden : It wasn't a confession.. of love.. no poetry or words that would forever be etched in her heart.. but it was enough for now.. " I understand... what it's like to want something so bad it hurts.. and takes up every waking moment.. a soft sweet smile was cast down upon him.. " I trust you to keep us safe... I know you will " she moved back to her spot in the bed they shared and snuggled back under the covers... "It's late you should get some sleep.. rest.. and heal from your wounds.. " a bit to brightly.. perhaps.. the wall hadn't even been nicked... " Goodnight Jack " she turned onto her side and faced the wall opposite him... closing her eyes.. and praying tonight sleep would claim her quickly...

Jack: Without waiting for her to respond, the hulking figure crawled up the bed, gently laying and arm over her and curling his body into her. He whispered at her ear. “ I couldnae tell until ye actually said it. I want ye too, Shaden. I know ye understand, and that is why I love ye.“ With that his head rested on the pillow, nuzzling his nose into her curls and tightening his hold on her as he drifted off to sleep.

[Lady Shaden Aramoire]

Jack: -=The stolid figure stood at the railing of the Shadow Storm, peering out over the water. Clad in a black oilskin poncho and broad-brimmed hat, the figure moved only enough to turn for a view of port and starboard as the oilskin flapped lightly in the wind. A spyglass intermittently rose and fell, peering into the light mist that lined the horizon before them.=-

Shaden : She came up onto the deck bucket in hand to get some water from the fresh barrels for the Mare stabled below decks... copper curls buffeted by the cooler fall winds she smiled at the figure at the prow.. then continued with her chores.. she had meant it when she said she would take care of her animals and not expect anyone else too.. the barrel top was lifted, the bucket plunged into the sweet fresh water.. before she drew the heavy wooden vessel out by it's hemp rope handle with a groan.. dam horse seemed to drink fifty gallons a day.. ok maybe that was an exaggeration.. but not when you had to schlep it up and down to her..

Ealora: "Something wrong Jack?" Ealora left the helm in the hands of her first as she moved the deck, boots thumbing in time as the captains coat was pulled tightly around her body. The days were getting as cold as the night, she wasn't to fond of it, but well. She wouldn't admit it. No whining. A wink went towards her sister but well, better far away, least the pirate queen pass out. That fiery haired vixen had guts!*

Jack: -=A calloused hand emerged from under the poncho, holding a humble and battered pocket watch. A slightly gnarled thumb flipped it open and then shut in a practiced motion before the hand retracted. The wrinkled brim swiveled towards the captain. A hearty voice rumbled out from the shade under the brim.=- Aye. This, unfortunately, is the end of the information I have on paper - Even from the Admiral's charts. All we have now is a two-decade old memory. -=Leaning back against the rail, a slow breath was taken.=- I've been tight-lipped, but methinks it be time tae start loosening up. Fer starters, the ship we sank a few days back. I admit that the sinking satisfied a personal score, but it goes further than that. These be forbidden waters - access only tae military and royal vessels. All trespassers are tae be executed summarily. Arthorne has done all in its power tae keep our destination a secret. Only two keys were ever made tae grant access

Shaden: Down into the hold she trudged.. with her bucket to the stall of the mare.. setting it before her with a wry grin.. " TUmp it over again Missy and I'll wait till your cotton mouthed before filling it up again " she teased the mare as a curry comb was taking to her sleek and gleaming hide... long full strokes made the mare relaxed.. as sea going was not a standard affair for the sorrel steed.. and she did just a few days past succeed in becoming a maritime legend after all.. she deserved a little tender loving care... " There my pretty girl... " she cooed and soothed the equine... " your worth all the poo I shovel for you" a nuzzle into the mares neck...

Ealora: Shifting around, she leaned against the railing and crossed one leg over the other. A tender brow rose upward at his words but she was not one to judge. Look at what she had been. "I suspect there is more to this story...go on then..I'm listening." Where had Shaden gone now? Lord all might that horse couldn't shyte that much.....could it? A shudder ran through her. Yep, her sister was made of steel.

Jack: -=There was a marginally perceptible pause before the voice rumbled again, albeit absently.=- Perhaps we should gather Shaden and Maahes. They ought tae hear this as well. I donnae suppose this mist will lift within the next hour or so.

Shaden: Sometimes she appeared on cue.. as if by... fate.. and sometimes she didn't.. just so happen this was one of those lucky times they wouldn't' have to come hunting her.. " Hey you two.. what are you plotting?" she came up from below decks dusting off her hands and smiling in a warm good natured tone.. seemed like hard work and time with her animals did her good.. as if to solidify that statement the small little dog came bounding out behind her.. yipping and yapping.. and abruptly pounced Ealora's toes.. growling and attacking playfully the horrible boot monster.

Ealora: "World Domination...oh wait..wrong plan, that's my plan"she teased with a smile in Shaden direction before celadon eyes swiveled downward to the dog attacking her boot. Just oooonneeee kick and goodbye mop rag. Though a grin did tug at her lips as she moved her foot this way and that, teasing the small dog. "Maahes is in our cabin, perhaps we its better if the four of us talk in here." Now if only the dog would STOP chasing her boots, she didn't want to trample the thing, it was Shaden animal after all and though she daydreamed of punting the toy dog over the railing, She'd never actually DO it. Finally she leaned over and plucked the small dog up between her hands and held it arms length. What the hell was the point of these things anyway? The dog was held arms length away even as she crossed the deck to the captains quarters.*

Maahes: Having not been awake long, Maahes lounged upon the bed covers curling around his hips as he pressed his naked chest against the bedding and curled a pillow where Ealora had once been. Half awake, and half sleeping; The Lord General found himself enjoying this trip far too much. Long gone were the endless days of battle, and restless nights of plot. The Rebellion in Aberdeen lost to him inn the moments of peace. In place warm clear skies, endless nights with his wife, good food. Aye, the Beast was happy.

Jack: -=The weather-beaten brim tilted towards the captain as he spoke without sharing in the mirth.=- I was tellin' Ealora here that we're now sailing on dead reckoning. Our destination is a hole in the proverbial wall. It doesnae exist on any chart, and any ship that spots us will be fiercely hostile. We were plotting on convening in her cabin, since there are some things ye all ought tae know now.

Shaden : Glacial green hues turned up to him from her diminutive height... a serious look on her normally jovial face... " Well perhaps we should all go down.. no use telling a tale twice.. " she had swore to him to follow his lead.. and not 'rock the boat" with her questions and histrionics.. yes on occasion she could be a drama queen but she was battling that preconception.. ardently and trying to be.. what he wanted her to be... what he expected.. she did however chuckle as Ealora held the small dog like it was plague ridden before her.. should she warn her it wasn't completely trained yet.. and tended to piddle a little when excited... nawwwwwwww

Ealora: Lucky for Maahes she was the first to enter the cabin. A grin spread over her lips at the sight of her husband in the bed. "Sweetheart, Jack and Shaden are coming in, in about two second. Perhaps you should get up now." She would of handed him a shirt but well, there was a wiggle thing in her hands and a look passed to Maahes, what do I do with this? Gaze turned back to the dog and...hey what was it. EWWWW! The dog was put on the floor with lightening speed. "SHADEN!!!" She squealed as she moved to the basin and soap in the corner, ew ew ew ew ew, the woman was nearly ready to pass out as she washed her hands.*

Maahes: Raising up on his arms he opened his eyes and squinted from the light. However..it was the dog that caught his attention. "That breakfast?" He mumbled under his breath and rolled to his back. A deep rumble left his lips by way of laughter as his wife 'squealed'. It was hard to admit when she had her girly sides, she was so ridiculously cute. Raising up then he curled on leg up keeping the covers over what the rest did not want to see he opened his arms. "Come here..did he bite you?"

Jack: -=While they moved towards the cabin, an arm snaked around Shaden's shoulders as he tenderly drew her to him. Under the shade of the brim, he pressed a kiss to her forehead. Entering to the turn of Ealora's squeals, the brawny frame settled unobtrusively onto a convenient chair=-

Shaden : Pulled into his arms, and kissed tenderly.. she smiled.. a soft hand caressing his cheek.. it was enough to say what he knew to be true.. dropping to her knees she patted her thighs calling London to her.. "Come here girl.. come on " the puppy bounded into her arms wriggling excitedly as it was petted and made over.. she chuckled at the Pirates.. antics of.. being such a pink frilly girl.. " it's just a little puppy water.. nothing to get all in a wad about” she chuckled and moved to pounce on the bed beside Maahes the Naked Savage.. " Feeling better..?"

Ealora: "It might be!" She nearly growled as she wiped her hands off on a rag before moving to the outstretched arms of her husband. "No it..piddled on me.." Even saying it made the woman visibly whiten. Sliding down her husbands broad chest. Her head turned as she slanted her eyes at her sister, that...was not funny. Leaning back, she placed a soft kiss against her husbands scruffy face before turning her attention to Jack. "You were saying, Jack?"*

Maahes: "Good.." He drew his brows together as he squinted across the room to take in the figures coming in, "Didn't want to kill it. Your sister likes it too much." Such a morning person wasn't he? Curling his arm around her he used his hand to brush back the long locks fallen over one shoulder of her deep brown and smiled when she kissed him, "Does that mean I need to shave?" His hand fell to rest on her thigh, liking her perched there like the exotic bird she is, just don't wiggle too much. Returning his gaze to the only other man in the room, he waited for her answer. However, the motion of the bed caused his attention to turn to Shaden, and he freed his hand from Ealora's thigh. Curling his fingers over her shoulder he gave a light squeeze, as to answer her question.

Jack: -=The weather-beaten brim dipped in a nod.=- Our destination...-=The hearty voice rumbled slowly and deliberately through all the words.=-...is a closely guarded secret of me homeland - Arathorne. It is nae listed on any chart, but the Arathornian navy patrols the are regularly and trespassers are usually killed on sight. We've exhausted our charts and the Admiral's, which leaves us of what I remember from when I was but a lad. I've been there twice, and am one of seven people tae ever actually enter the vault we seek. I hold that honor because me dad built it, and we made the treasures that lie within. Only two keys were ever made that would allow entry. And one is lost forever at the bottom of the open sea. The other was left at the entrance when me dad retired.

Shaden : She merely listened to Jack.. studious and intent.. a light shoulder bump given to Maahes as he snuggled her up slightly.. then her fingers set about petting the little canine.. running thru it's silky hair as she listened to the tale that she had not been privy to before now.. you see Jack was a secretive man.. to everyone even the woman who shared his bed..

Ealora: "That's true"She muttered about the dog and her sister. A light chuckle as she wiggled within her husbands lap as he stroked at her hair. Him and her hair, she just didn't get it but then again, she had a thing for his scruffy face. "No, no shave". She winked then before her attention was turned her attention to Jack. "The question is, Do you remember where this vault is and are you sure the key is still there"*

Maahes: He did need to trim around the goatee, but then again he could also use a bath. Maahes believe it or not was a clean freak. In Skye he was the first to rise, would hit the bath house, and then in the evening hit the hot springs at The Red Wall. "So then how are we to get the one on the bottom of the sea?" He shivered at the thought of the water, "I hope that you swim better then I." Spoken in a controlled manner, in his monotone baritone. "and I do not see Queens willing to get their hair wet in fear of ruining their curls." Did he just make a joke? ........His expression however did not falter.

Jack: -=Broad shoulders rose slightly in a shrug=- If nae, we will find out shortly. -=The speech was interrupted by a chuckle brought on by Maahes' comment, joke or not=- I cannae be certain of anything that has happened in me homeland since me...departure...but I can be certain that the key is still there. Me dad was a very smart man, tight-lipped too. I learned quite a bit about preparation from him. The vault is something of a war chest fer the nation. I severely doubt anyone has been inside since me dad last closed the door.

Shaden : " I swim very well thank you.. and I can hold my breath prolly longer than you " she wrinkle her nose queen indeed.. she snorted.. and turned her eyes back at Jack who was chuckling.. hadn't she proven to them she wasn't all lace and satin.. what the hell would it take? she quieted as he continued speaking.. and just petted the dog.. that was now upturned belly up.. to her fingers scratching lightly on it's pinkened tummy.

Ealora: "Hey now, you two better watch teasin her, she'll be comin up from the bowels of the ship on the back of that horse of hers and whack the both of you with her corset." An elbow was lightly tossed back into her husband for that joke his though she did absently wiggle within his lap once more. "Tight lipped, aha! Now I see where you get it Jack. So, with my questions relatively answered. Is there more to this tale or really the two questions left are; when do we get there and what the hell is this treasure you seek? We all ready got that crate of yours below and you've still not explained that one."*

Maahes: He grunted lightly when her elbow rushed him, but grinned as it tickled over his flesh. "Your father must have been a smart man, look at his offspring." Catching Ealora's hand he stilled it by wrapping his arm around her waist and keeping her own along for the ride. Maahes was an honest up front man, but keeping her still had two motives..stop that wiggle. "When do we arrive?" Good lord he was ready to see land, touch it..feel it. Eat a real meal, take a real bath.

Jack: -=The wrinkled brim shook slightly.=- Nae it was only in retrospect that I was able tae discern the depth of understanding he had. There be more, but- -=It was then that a cry from outside seeped in through the cabin walls, "Land ho!" The usually stolid frame wheeled upon itself as it rose out of the chair, rushing out the door in a rustling whirl of whipping oilskin. It sprinted towards the rail holding the on looking crew, a spyglass already drawing a bead. The hearty voice rumbled with a chortle as a hand slapped the railing. Turning from the railing, a new joy found its way into the matter-of-fact speech.=- Ye want tae know what I brought with ye, eh? Let me explain in the best manner! I'll show ye! Sam! Bring us around the west side of the island 'till ye find a cove! -=Turning back to the railing, the spyglass beheld the land mass again while a hob-nailed boot tapped happily on the deck.=-

Shaden: She almost threw up her hands.. in frustration.. never a dam straight answer.. as he ran out.. in a hurry she looked at Maahes " Better get dressed.. " a wry grin at Ealora and a shrug that said don't ask me I have no clue.... she took the puppy and exited the cabin.. to the deck.. where Jack stood.. so excited she actually thought for a moment he might piddle himself.. she moved to his side following his gaze.. it would just be nice for him to actually clue them in.. the little dog was loosed on the deck as she leaned on the rail looking toward the land mass.. wondering what experiences it would bring them.

Ealora: Her wiggling stilled only when his arms wrapped around her and she grinned knowingly as she settled back against him. The call had her straightening with his arms, and a smile went to Shaden in return, men. Slowly she let her head fall back against her husband shoulder, russet silk tendrils fell in a soft wave over his shoulder, exactly the effect she wanted. Turning her head, she lightly nipped at his shin before purring into his ear” She’s right, get dressed and come out to the deck." What a vixen the pirate queen could be for she slowly brought her head up letting her hair tickle at his back, shoulder and neck before she sprinted off to the deck to see exactly what was going on. This should be interesting.

Maahes: "Mmm.." But but but! The hair! He tried to catch her, and narrowed his eyes..vixen. Tempt him with the flesh but talk of land. Yes..dressed, Maahes get dressed.

Jack: -=The expertise of the crew made short work of moving the massive crate toward the edge of the ship. With a crowbar in hand, the oilskin-clad smith clambered on top of the eight foot crate, hastily prying off two nailed down boards. With a hand clutching his hat, he knelt down and stuck his head into the crate. After holding that position for a few moments, he uttered a happy expletive and rose to his feet, methodically prying off the rest of the top and descending. With the application of a few other bars and the crew's help, the sides of the crate fell away. Hay and sawdust billowed out over the deck in the sea winds, which Jack asked to have some of it saved. There in the mid-day sun, standing on wooden struts, was a rounded cylinder with four fins attached to the back and two round pieces of glass mounted into the front. Slightly tarnished, the 5 foot high, ten foot long copper fish sparkled unevenly on the proud deck of the Shadow Storm=-

Shaden : " It's a bathtub with windows!" her eyes almost popped outta her head.. it was huge way bigger than her tub.. and ohhh so shiny.. " That's going to take a lot of water to fill up " she moved around it in awe... " It looks like a fish.. but I don't think it will fit in our cabin " she put her hands on her hips.. wondering just how you filled and emptied the thing.. the expression on her face was priceless

Ealora: She turned her head to toss a grin at her husband, even as it seemed he scowled at her. Oh yes, her hair, she knew. With a flip of her head she moved out of the room, in time to see....a fish? She stopped a step away from the door. One slender brow rose upward, complete perplexed. "What...the hell is that?"*

Jack: -=The wrinkled brim swiveled towards Shaden, pausing before a laugh shook him with mirth.=- Nae dearie, nae. If all goes well, there will nae be any water in it. However, it will be in the water, and we will be inside of it. -=Turning towards the perplexed captain, the cheer in his voice never faltered.=- This be our chariot under the waves.

Shaden: "in it.. under the waves " she looked at him as if he had lost his mind.. " all of us.?" she looked at Maahes.. doubtfully.. almost.. a I'm not going if your not going thing going on between the mock siblings.


Jack: Aye...-=the figure turned to drink in the view of the submarine=- Do ye mean tae say that ye'll both trust me and face down a crew of trained and battle-hardened sailors, but ye'll nae trust me and the creation of me own hands?

Shaden : " I trust you.. " she said flatly.. giving him that if I didn't would I be here look " I just don't understand it... all that well " she pointed a nod toward the FISH... " how does it work?"