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Post by Allison Garwood on Jul 14, 2006 14:27:46 GMT -5
Sitting in wonder of what could be next for her life, Allison sat on the sandy beach staring off at the deep blue view in front of her.She hadnt eaten or bathed since she arrived into port 2 days ago. Another world to be invisible to She stood up and brushed the sand from her long torn black gown.She felt the ruff grip of the sand under her toes and couldnt help but start to run towards the ocean.
Seeing that no one was in site and knowing she would dry off any way she dived into the water dress and all.She hit with such a splash that she felt a slight pain in her hip.as she started to swim she continued to feel things slipping past her body.Deathly afraid of large fish Al began to swim to shore.
She stood up from the ocean and walked onto the sandy bank.She was dripping wet with water and began to twist her dress to dry it out. Then she began to shake her hair to where it could be back to its original nappy style.Well Now that I've had my bath its time to eat.
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Post by Christine Bouvier on Jul 14, 2006 14:41:21 GMT -5
† Christine had been wandering around the beach of Tortuga for the past half hour, her caramel-colored orbs scanning her surroundings. She had always loved the beach, seeing as how it led out to the ocean. The ocean was her home and it gave her the sense of freedom that she had always longed for during her days at the palace. She continued walking until she saw a woman walking out of the ocean and onto the sandy beach.
Being the curious being that Christine was, she decided to go over there and find out how the mysterious woman was. Christine had never seen the female on their ship, so she guessed that she was either in a different crew or not a pirate. When she reached the female, she gave her a weak smile before parting her pale pink lips to speak.
"Hello." she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. She normally talked with a soft tone of voice, though for reasons that she was unaware of. Perhaps it was her upbringing that forced her to talk so softly? She had assumed that when she became a pirate, her princess habits would soon leave her, but that had been one of the traits that had stayed throughout her years. † [/color][/size]
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Post by Allison Garwood on Jul 15, 2006 21:53:05 GMT -5
Allison looked up at the soft spoken stranger.She looked more lady like than Al had ever wished not to be.She couldn't understand why someone of her appearance would want to talk to her.She looked her with her usual smirk. "Yeah...hi." She then slowly turned around and continued to dust her self off and get ready to find food.
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Post by Christine Bouvier on Jul 15, 2006 22:29:12 GMT -5
† "My name is Christine Bouvier. What's yours?" Now, Christine normally wasnt this friendly. Hell, she never talked to anyone that she didnt know. But...she felt some sort of strange connection with Allison. She suddenly remembered that she had a bottle of Rum in her coat pocket, and Allison looked like she could use a drink. Christine retrieved the bottle and held it out to the female.
"Here." she said, smiling weakly at her as she waited for her to take the bottle of Rum. † [/color][/size]
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Post by Allison Garwood on Jul 16, 2006 12:50:19 GMT -5
Allison looked at the bottle and was even more shocked and confused then she had started out to be.She reached for the bottle but then stoped to analyze it. After realising it was rum she snatched it immediately from her hands and started to drink it.Then she stopped to look at Christine. "Christine?Why? Why you be nice?"she asked hoping she might understand.
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Post by Christine Bouvier on Jul 16, 2006 13:42:50 GMT -5
† "Well...It may have some thing to do with the fact that I am completely intoxicated at this moment. Or...It could be that I feel some strange connection with you. But, then again, that strange connection that I'm feeling could also be a symptom of the Rum." she said, shrugging her shoulders slightly.
"And besides...You looked like you could use a drink. So I figured why not be nice for once in my life." † [/color][/size]
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Post by Allison Garwood on Jul 16, 2006 13:49:07 GMT -5
Now she understood this was called being drunk something she had experianced before but didnt understand thats what it was.She Took some more swigs before speaking again. "Im Al.Thank for drink.Have food?" She thought that she might be able to get food by asking for once instead of taking.This woman was different from the other strangers she had incountered.She was nice.
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Post by Christine Bouvier on Jul 16, 2006 13:51:31 GMT -5
† "You're welcome. And yeah, I think I have food." she said, reaching into her other coat pocket and retrieving a few pieces of bread that she had stolen from the Pub. She handed them to Al and smiled once again.
"It's not much..." she whispered as she waited for Al to take the pieces of bread from her. † [/color][/size]
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Post by Allison Garwood on Jul 16, 2006 13:56:20 GMT -5
Like a starving beast out for bllod Al in an instant snatched the bread and stuffed it into her mouth. "Thank Christine"she said were her mouth stuffed and covered in crums.
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Post by Christine Bouvier on Jul 16, 2006 14:02:08 GMT -5
† Christine watched Allison as she snatched the bread from her and stuffed it into her mouth. The sight reminded Christine of a raging animal that hadnt been fed in months. "No problem. You know...on the ship, there is plenty of food." she said, smirking sadistically at Allison. Christine was a member of The Sparrow, but she was thinking about getting her own ship and crew and becoming a captain. † [/color][/size]
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Post by Allison Garwood on Jul 16, 2006 14:07:11 GMT -5
Allison paused for a moment and started to think about strangers not understanding her and how some were afraid of her but not christine. "Not allowed get food."she sad with sadness in her eyes.
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Post by Christine Bouvier on Jul 16, 2006 14:15:22 GMT -5
† "Well, if you join The Sparrow's crew you would be able to get food." she said, gently biting on her lower lip as she waited for Allison to reply. "I mean...we have tons of food on the ship." † [/color][/size]
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Post by Allison Garwood on Jul 16, 2006 14:19:07 GMT -5
She knew what a ship was like to live on thats how she had gotten to other places and trouble however, she wasn't sure if staying on one was what she would be able to do. "I not pir...pir...te.I not you"She said unable to pronounce the words.
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Post by Christine Bouvier on Jul 16, 2006 18:16:57 GMT -5
† "I know that you arent me. It's d**n near impossible for any one to even come close to being like me. And so what if you arent a pirate? It's not that difficult to become one." † [/color][/size]
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Post by Allison Garwood on Jul 16, 2006 18:29:14 GMT -5
"I not know I want be"She said with sertainty Her whole life has been on the run because she didnt know where it was suppose to end up.She didnt know where she belonged then and doesnt now shes lost.Being a pirate seems easy and she knew that but for her being a nobody was easier.
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