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Lara and Elizabeth 3
"Yes sir." She said with a nod, glad that her secret was pretty much safe for now, that the one person who knew didn't seem like he would tell anyone. Letting out a breath she lay on the hammock on her stomach again.
Jame gripped the wheel and smiled, drinking the fresh air in. This was what he was born for. The sun on his face, the wind at his back. If he could stay at sea and never land again, he would. The island was growing steadily closer until he finally shouted. "Get ready to dock men! Drop the anchors!"
Hearing a lot of commotion going on above deck she got to her feet and headed up. She was curious what was going on up there, and her back was feeling better no thanks to the salve. It still hurt, but not as much as it had before.
It was warmer out here, so Jame quickly wrapped a bandanna over his head before heading now to the lower deck. "Denver! You keep half the men here. I'll take the rest to shore." He called out, before leaping over the side of the ship and landing in a long boat that was already being lowered into the water.
Adella figured it best if she stayed on the ship even though she did want to know what was out there. She went to the edge of the ship, looking over and out at the island.
Jame stood at the front of his boat, hand shielding his eyes so he could survey the land. It looked like just a lump of land, covered in dense jungle, with no civilization. But Jame knew better.
((Well, he's searching for someone. I was kinda hoping she would come with. But that's ok too. We could have something attack the ship if you want. Oh, and just so you know, there are mermaids in the water, and if they bite a female, she with become a mermaid as well. Just something to keep in mind.... XP))
((I mean I can change it to make her come, Just didn't know how realistic that would be with her just getting whipped and everything that morning. And that would be interesting...,maybe?))
((Don't know what I think about her being a mermaid...))
((lol thats what I mean. Keep her out of the water XP and its up to you. I can make something attack the ship if you want. Or you could just make her wait it out until he comes back :P))
((Let's have an attack :D Let her prove herself a bit here ))
((Ok :) What should it be? What should come after them?))
((Hm....Another ship? some kind of sea monster? Idk...))
((Kk. Could you start? Maybe she spots the ship or something?))
Adella was leaning against the rail, looking out over the sea. Part of her wished she'd been one of the ones taken ashore, but she wouldn't have been much help with her back...even it was feeling a bit better. She let out a sigh, then moments later her eyes landed on a speck in the distance. She squinted, trying see what it was, realizing it was another ship her eyes widened and she went to go tell the others .pn deck.
Jame's boat landed on shore and he stepped onto the sand, surveying the island. He started towards the dense jungle and motioned for his crew to follow. He was completely oblivious of what was going on back on the ship.
"Denver!" She ran over to where he was. "There's another ship on port side. They're still a ways away but it looks like they're coming towards us."
Denver grabbed the spy glass. "By Jove, you're right! She's flyin the colours of ol Crook Leg too." He looked for a moment longer before shouting. "Arm yer selves! Load the cannons! Wait for my orders to fire!" He picked uo the spy glass again, watching the ship grow closer.Jame hacked his way through the forest, steadily getting closer to his target.
"Who's Crook leg?" Adella asked after she'd grabbed a weapon, a sword. She'd never really fought woth a sword before, had used a knife a few times but thats about it. She hoped she could do something and not be in the way. She'd try her best no matter what though.
Denver smiled grimly. "Rutheless pirate. One of the best out there. Sept for our cap'n of course. " he grinned and pointed at the ship. "Always flies under a black flag, with a red symbol of a rifle and a wooden leg painted on it." He explained.
She gave a nod, looking back out to where she'd seen the ship again, it was getting closer. "What do we do if he attacks?"
Denver shrugged. "Protect the ship." He turned to the crew. "Wait for my order to fire!" He turned back to Dell and said. "And try not to die."
She nodded again, determined to do her best. "Yes sir." She said, again glancing at where the ship was getting closer. With only half the men though would they really be able to defend the ship? Well if she did die she'd go down fighting.
The ship drew closer. Denver whispered. "Wait for it... Wait for it...." When the ship was almost along side them, he shouted "Fire!" And the loud thundering sound of a hundred cannons going off filled the air.
She went over to the side the other ship was on along with the others not trained with the cannons, her sword gripped tightly in her hands. She was nervous, but ready to do this none the less.
The ship still grew steadily closer. Then a loud shout could be heard, as grappling hooks were thrown over and latched into the side of their ship. The pirate ship crew started to tug on the lines to pull closer. "Cut the lines!" Denver shouted.
Adella went to work as soon as he finished, going up to the closest one and hacking at it with jer sword until it snapped. Her heaet was pounding, hoping they all survived this.
Denver himself started hacking at the lines, but they were thick, and for everyone they sawed through, another five replaced it. Soon they were being drawn quickly through the water, towards the other boat.
Even though it wasn't much use she kept hacking away, every few minutes glancing up to se just how close the other boat was to them. Woth the adrinline pumpong through her the pain in her back was almost gone.
A mighty cry sounded from the other ship as pirates swung on ropes across the water and onto their ship. They landed on deck with heavy thuds, and the crew immediately started to fight. He din of clashing steel soon grew loud.
Adella swallowed nervously before jumping into the fray, attacking one near her that was only a little bit bigger than her where most of the others were a lot. That was one disadvantage about being a woman here.....all the guys were a lot bigger than she was, which probably just served to make her look younger than she was. Maybe this guy would think she was just a kid and not take her as seriously? Even though she was doubtful about how much damage she could do anyway.
The pirate Adella faced was one of the younger ones, but that didn't make him lack in any courage. He took a hefty swing at her with his curved sword. Jame had finished negotiating with the old witch he had come to visit on the island. In his hand, he held a small and rusty key. He smiled to himself and hung it on a chain around his neck, before moving with the crew back towards his ship.
She took half a step back as she raised up her own sword to meet it, her heart pounding harder in her chest. Come on....She could do this. Gritting her teeth as she kicked out at his legs while their swords were still together, trying to sweep him of his feet.
The pirate shuffled back a little, taking the opportunity to swipe quickly towards her legs with his sword.Jame reached the long boat and surveyed the ship as they started to row towards it. When he spotted the pirate ship alongside his, he cursed and ordered the sailors to row faster.
She scrambled back out of the way, somehow managing to stay on her feet before swingong her sword at him again. They were outnumberes....if the rest of the crew was here maybe they coupd win but like this? she wasn't sure.
The pirate dodged the swing and slashed at her again, grinning evilly. He knew he was facing an inexperienced opponent.Jame was slowly and silently scaling the wall of his ship, his sword in his teeth. He reached the edge and looked over, frowning as he recognized some of the pirates. He counted down from three using his fingers so the rest of the crew who were also clinging to the side of the ship could see. When the third finger went up, there was a mighty cry as the rest of the crew leaped over the edge and joined the fray.
She managed to block again, then heari g the shots of the rest of the crew back she grinned a bit, suddenly feeling more confidiant. Going forward for another attack.
The soldier Adella was fighting was caught by surprise and she ran him right through.Jame leaped into the battle with a wild cry. He attacked anything and everyhing in his way. He fought mercilessly, and left foes dead around him.
Adella paled a bit as she ran the other pirate through, she'd never killed anyone before and it did freak her out a bit, even if she knew he would have killed her if she hadn't. Come on... She said to herself. You knew this would be dangerous when you signed up
Jame was working through the fray, trying to reach the pirate captian, an old enemy of his... He fought through the crowd, hacking through those who stood in his way. All the while he was growing steadily closer.
After taking a second to gather her courage back she looked for another opponent, attacking the enemy that was closest to her.
Jame reached the captain and grinned rougishly "thought you could take my ship?"The old one legged pirate nodded. "Eiy. And I almost have."
Jame advanced and pinned the man at sword point. "Call them off or ill kill you."
Crook's eyes got really big. "Retreat! Retun to the ship!"
Adella had found another opponent and was fighting with them when the other captain called the retreat. She started relaxing a bit. Was it over now?
Jame nodded, holding the knife against the pirate's neck until all the crew members had returned to their ship. Then he let the pirate go. 'I am a man of my word, or you wouldn't be alive." He said slowly, almost as a threat.The pirate captian scowled, leaving the ship as quickly as he could to bard his own vessel.
Adella watched him go before letting out a shaky breath. What were they supposed to do now? Had they lost many men in the attack? Where were they going now anyway? She had a million questions, but wasn't sure how to ask any of them.
James nodded in satisfaction, wiping off his blade before storing it at his hip once more. "Alright men! Back to your stations!" He shouted, sauntering towards the wheel. "We set sail now. Due west."
He left, walking back up the steps and up onto the top deck, where he took the wheel from Denver again.