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Lara and Elizabeth 3
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Elizabeth
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Apr 07, 2014 09:14AM
Adella was doing her best to follow orders, trying to keep her feet under her as the ship rocked too with the waves. Up until this point it really hadn't been that bad. But this storm....who would have known that it would be so much more intensified out at sea? She wanted to do something when she'd seen a couple of the others go over the edge but what could she do? She'd probably just end up getting herself killed as well. For now though she just gritted her teeth, trying her best to do her part.
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A huge wave crashed on deck, knocking Jame from his feet. Luckily he still had hold of his safety line, and so he didn't get washed over board. When the wave had receded, he spluttered and coughed, staggering to his feet. He choked a little on the salt water, wiping his mouth off with the back of his hand. Moving with the sways of the ship, he gripped the wheel again and tried to gain control. He noticed a man, Sam, had gotten his hand impaled on a sharp piece of stake. He frowned, that man was as good as lost, as he would be unable to work for the next while. "You there! Dell! Give Sam your shirt!" He shouted. Sam would need to get that wrapped up if he was going to survive, and Dell was the only one nearby who wasn't doing anything direly important.
Adella glanced up when she heard her name, her face paling at the order. She couldn't do that....Not sure what would happen to her for disobeying a direct order, but knowing she couldn't do that she shook her head, not meeting the gaze of the Captain. "I-I can't sir!" She had to shout to be heard, her grip tightening on the ropes.
Jame scowled. The boy chose now to be defiant? How stupid was he? "Give him your shirt now! That's an order! The man is dying!" He shouted, more than annoyed. Another huge wave rocked the boat, spilling over him. He shook his head to get the water out of his eyes, yanking on the wheel to keep the ship steady.
Adella stumbled as the next wave hit the boat, tightening her grip on the ropes once again to not get taken over the side. She wanted to help the man. She really did, Sam was a nice enough guy, but she just couldn't do what he was asking her. "I can't....."
Jame swore under his breath. That boy was going to get it. "Denver! Lend Sam your shirt!" The bulky man obliged, quickly helping Sam tie his hand up to help stop the blood. He gave Dell a dirty look before walking away again to help secure down the cannons on deck.
She shuttered a bit at the look he shot her, knowing that she'd get punished for this but at least her secret was safe...for now anyway. What would they do if they found out that she was a woman? She doubted it would be good for her....and didn't want to find out.
When they rolled over one last wave, the winds semmed to die down dramatically, and the dark clouds started to break apart and drift away. Jame sihed thankfully. "Freak storm." He muttered. They cam and went much like flash floods. Heavy and strong, but only for a short while. Jame kept at the wheel for a while longer, just to make sure they reached clear waters.
((Our rps are epic. I keep staying up too late for them XD))Adella was trying to help as much as she could to get things back in place now that the wind and waves had calmed down, and was trying not to meet to many people's gazes. Stay calm... She thought to herself. They don't know......
((Lol yeah. Same XP i have a lot of rps which is why it sometimes takes me a while to reply sorry :/))Jame handed the wheel over to Denver again. He walked slowly down the steps and onto the deck. He paused, looking over everyone and the crew went silent. "Disobedience. Who knows what the consequence for that is?"
One older sailor shouts. "The plank!"
Another calls. "Cat o' nine tails!"
"The brigg!"
((It's fine. I understand. I'm just an impatient person so please bear with me.))Adella took a breath, her heart pounding. She didn't say anything to defend herself. What could she say without giving up her secret? If they did choose to send her overboard then she'd speak up. It would be woth it then but otherwise....she'd try to keep her silence anyway.
((Lol its ok.))"Iye, and disobedience is one of the least tollerated crimes aboard this ship!" Jame walked up to stand in front of Dell. He glared down at him. "So what'll it be, boy? Lashes or the plank?"
((Can you post on our others when you get a chance?))"I'll take the lashes." She replied, looking up then, and taking a breath to try to prepair herself. This was going to hurt. She knew it...she just hoped she could take it.
((Yeah for sure. On my way :) ))Jame nodded. At least the boy wasnt a coward. The plank was the easy way out. He walked to the wall beside him and unhooked a long cat o' nine tails whip. It had nine tails instead of one, making the whipping both quicker, and more painful. He handed the whip to Sam. "You get to do the honors. 20."
Sam nodded. "Pull the back of your shirt over your shoulders boy. And lean against the railing." He instructed.
((If I don't reply I've fallen alseep.))Adella's hear was pounding but she went and leanedd against the railing, facing away from the rest of the crew, and lifting up the back of her shirt. She could do that much at least. She licked her lips, starring out over the water as sje waiting for the strikes to come.
((Ok ))Jame surveyed the boy's small back, and his gaze narrowed. He didnt say anything, however, and just stood, waiting for it to begin.
Sam sighed and raised the whip above his head, snapping it down on Dell's back.
Even though she'd been expectimg it, she couldn't help to let out a cry of pain as it hit her back. She knew that it would hurt but..... Come on....you can do this....
Sam raised the whip again, and again.Jame watched, his arms crossed. "You're going easy on him Sam..." He said, frowning a little.
Sam nodded. "Sorry cap'n." He added a little more force to his strokes, increasing the pace as well.
Adella tried to keep count, wantingbto know how close she was to the end, but soon lost count, her grip on the rail was starting to losen a bit, and she was on the verge of passing out. Just a few more....or she hoped so at least.
Jame nodded. "That's enough." He said firmly. The boy obviously couldn't hold out much longer. They were only at 10, but he would be merciful this time.Sam nodded and lowered the whip, hooking it back up in the wall.
"Back to work!" Jame shouted, and the crew dispersed.
He wrung out his shirt a little, as he walked over to the boy, as he was still soaking wet from the storm. "I don't like to be disobeyed Dell." He said sternly.
She nodded and looked over at him, wincing as she reached and pulled her short back down. "Sorry sir..." She said,lookong down at the deck then.
Jame nodded. "Make sure it doesn't happen again. Or I won't be so merciful." He said, making it a clear warning.He folded his hands behind his back and leaned closer to her, smiling a little. "Gotta reputation to uphold you know."
"Yes sir." She said, gaze still on the deck. Her back felt like it was on fire...how was she suposed to work today? She would try but wasn't sure just how much she could get done like this.
Jame nodded. He trusted the boy's word, and he knew he wouldn't be much help the way he was. "You can rest today. But back to work tomorrow." He said, walking away and up behind the wheel again, relieving Denver from it. He wondered if the crew knew they weren't sailing under a British captain, but a pirate.
She let out a relived breath at thar. "Thank you sir." Adella replied, starting down below decks where the bunks were. Maybe some rest would help her feel better. But....she had to think of a better way to protect her secret...they'd almost found out today....
Jame watched the seas. He was scanning the calm waters for a specific island. One they should be arriving upon soon. Then a cry came from the crow's nest. "Land ho!"Jame grabbed his spy glass and scanned the horizon. Sure enough, slightly to the west, sat a small island. "Hard to starboard!" He shouted, and left Denver to the wheel again to watch the island from the prow of the ship.
((Not sure what to have Adella do here...)_)
((She can get bored and come up again if you want. Or you could have some sailor come down and try to help her with her back, almost finding out about... her. Or you could have him actually find out. Idk. Go where your heart desires. XD))
((Let's have him find out about her >:D))
((Well, if he has to take her shirt off to dress the wounds. He would have to wrap bandages around her torso as well. And that would lead to him finding out XP ))
((Let's do it! She'll try to be insisting she doesn't need help and then...Can you start?))
((Sure :) ))Jame sighed. They were heading to the island steadily now, but it would take a while to reach there, and he was bored. Deciding to check on the boy, he walked below deck and into the crew's quarters. He spotted the boy in one of the hammocks and walked over. Blood was seeping through the poor kid's shirt, and he looked pale. Jame swore softly, wondering why the kid hadn't asked for help from one of the sailors to bind him. He wouldn't be able to work again tomorrow if he just lay there like that. Jame walked over to a tub and pulled out an extra shirt, ripping it into strips.
Adella glanced up when the Captain entered, frowning slightly. She gritted her teeth a bit and pushed herself up a bit. "W-what are you doing?" She asked, afraid she already knew the answer. No....she couldn't let them find out....what would they do it they knew? "I'll be fine."
His emotion stayed the same and he kept ripping the cloth. "No you wont. You'll bleed to death like that." He told the boy honestly. He finished ripping the strips of cloth, and searched through the barrels until he found a small tub of medical salve for emergencies. Saving a crew man's life, was always an emergency. The kid would die from blood loss soon if he didn't help out. He walked over to Dell again and pulled over a barrel to sit down on. "Now let me help you."
She wasn't sure what to say, what to do. She didn't want to die but she couldn't do this by herself....but if she let the captain help her he'd find out about her....Neither option was good right now....and what would they do if they found out she was a girl? She doubted the other men would be too happy that a woman had snuck onto the ship. Or the Captain for that matter... she just bit her lip, not replying.
He nodded and pulled the back of the boy's shirt gently off of the wounds. He lifted it up some more and then instructed. "Take it off."Without wasting time, he twisted open the cap off the jar of salve and dipped his fingers inside. Pulling out a glob, he gently smeared it over the boy's back and started to work it into his wounds.
Adella winced a bit again as the goo touched her back, it stinging a bit, at his order though she gave a slight shake of her head. "I can't sir." And even if she didn't have anything to hide, at the moment she wasn't even sure she could lift her arms enough to get it off.
Jame sighed. He stopped what he was doing and grabbed the hem of the boy's shirt, pulling it all the way off of his body and dropping it on the floor.Quickly going back to work, he kept rubbing the cream colored gel into the boy's back. He hadn't looked long enough at him when he was taking his shirt off, so he hadn't noticed anything out of the ordinary, yet...
Her heart was pounding, Nonononono.....It was only a matter o time now before he noticed. She was too scared, worried what he was going to do when he found out to notice much of the pain at the moment, too distracted. She held her breath, waiting.
Jame started to wrap the strips of cloth around the boy's torso. He worked from the waist up, his skilled hands moving quickly. When he was almost done, his hands brushed something that caused his heart to freeze. At first shock held him in place. Then slight embarrassment caused him to lose his words. But anger soon replace all of those emotions. He dropped what he was doing and stepped back, crossing his arms. He glared down at the boy... no... girl. "What do you have to say for yourself?" He growled.
She swallowed nervously, glancing up at the captain. "I wanted to join a crew." she answered honestly. "Didn't think many people would take a girl aboard....so I did this." She swallowed nervously again. Please don't let them throw her overboard for this...... She was nervous, not sure what he was going to do. At least now he would know why she wasn't following orders before...
Jame frowned. She had guts. He had to give her that. But she was also stupid. Stupid for trying something like that. "You know what the cost for pulling a stunt like this is? Sailors think a women on board is bad luck. You'll upset the crew." He frowned. "If I was any other captain I would make you strip and walk the plank. Hope you got eaten quickly so your death was fast." He shook his head.
"But since I lost two of my crew last night, it just so happens that I need you on board." He sighed and bent down by her, starting to wrap the bandages around her again. "You better thank your lucky stars girl, because this is a once in a million situation."
She let out a relieved breath. So they were letting her stay. "Thank you sir. I won't disappoint you." One thing she was wondering though was if he was going to tell the rest of the crew about this...... She hoped not. They might try to throw her overboard anyway. "You won't regret this captain."
"I better not." He muttered, tying up the last strip on her bandages. He grabbed her shirt from the floor and handed it to her. "I won't tell the crew, as I need them all working hard, not distracted by you. But I am not going easy on you what so ever just because you are a girl. Keep that in mind." He said firmly. "The journey ahead is no piece of cake. You probably should have signed up somewhere else."
she took her shirt when he handed it back and slid it back on. Her back was still stinging but the salve was helping it a bit already. "I never said I wanted you to go easy on me." She pointed out. And I knew this wouldn't be easy when I joined. I wasn't looking for something easy."
Jame nodded. "Just be warned. We aren't going anywhere others have been before." He smiled a little. His heart started pounding in anticipation of what he might find when they neared what he was looking for.
"Is your name really Dell by the way? Or did you just make that up?"
She raised an eyebrow, curious now as to where they were going but guessed she'd find out eventually. "Well my name is really Adella, but I figured for this 'Dell' would work better."
