Taurus Tash
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~Do you like waffles? Yeah we like waffles!~
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Post by Taurus Tash on Aug 24, 2007 20:13:04 GMT -5
K! Fixed it!
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Brokenhearts
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Post by Brokenhearts on Aug 25, 2007 4:34:31 GMT -5
Lucky stared at him. she was somewhat drunk, bt considerin tht she lived most of her life it made no difference to her. she could still think relatively straight forewardly and she knew very well the kid in front of her had just insulted her, bt it was rather more sweet than insulting. aftr running off frm jack and ash, she was in a bit of a bad mood bt the vilage idiot gag got her giggling.
then she realised this kid couldn't have been older than about nine and yet he was wandering about at the dead of night asking strange, obviously fugitive, women who they were.
"shudn' i be askin' u tha' luv?" she asked, studying the little person b4 her, he was small and lookd immensely curious (A/N i cnt see the pic =P), "its past witchin hour and ur insultin a pira'e... do yer think tha' such a grea' idea? 'oo are yer?" she wasn't prepared to give up her own name without a given reason, for all she knew he was bein used as a spy- Lucky was natorious in her own right and she knew all too well tht she and ash had a huge reward on their heads.
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Post by frostdragon13 on Aug 25, 2007 7:20:25 GMT -5
(Welcome to the jointy, Tash )
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Post by Techy on Aug 25, 2007 13:12:39 GMT -5
(You all going to answer my question?)
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Brokenhearts
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Post by Brokenhearts on Aug 25, 2007 13:57:09 GMT -5
(lets have will allow him bak on2 land, bt there was a mix up and hes bak 2 life again? =] itll throw all the charries a bit =P especially jack so thtll b fun ^_^
WELCOME TO THE THREAD TASH BTW =])
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Post by Techy on Aug 25, 2007 15:15:57 GMT -5
(Alright, Frosty agrees too?)
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Brokenhearts
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Post by Brokenhearts on Aug 25, 2007 15:31:31 GMT -5
(we'll see)
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Post by Techy on Aug 25, 2007 15:49:58 GMT -5
(I was asking her )
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Brokenhearts
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Post by Brokenhearts on Aug 25, 2007 15:55:58 GMT -5
(hehehe... go post? =] =P)
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Post by Techy on Aug 25, 2007 20:00:36 GMT -5
(I want to make sure she agrees first, cause if she doesn't then I have to do one thing instead of another. Cause I can make Ash either remember the info shes looking for, or not. It all depends.)
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Post by frostdragon13 on Aug 26, 2007 13:41:38 GMT -5
(So... what was the question? All I got from it was allowing Will back onto land. If that's the case, then go for it. Sounds like a good wake up call for our pirate heroes.)
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Brokenhearts
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Post by Brokenhearts on Aug 26, 2007 13:47:54 GMT -5
(noooo its r we allowd 2 let bill back to life? coz ash was in love with him =P)
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Post by frostdragon13 on Aug 26, 2007 14:16:51 GMT -5
By the time Emily returned home to her brewery, it was darker than death itself outside. Even the faint light of the moon outside provided little light for her to see. She nearly tripped over the stairs on her way into the brewery. Once safely inside, Emily started a fire in the hearth and sat down in her rocker, closing her eyes and saoking in all that had happened that day. The way that the chair rocked back and forth in such a rythmic motion put her in a trance. Memories of her father and mother came back to her suddenly. She had a brief vision of her father on the fishing boat, his smiling face glowing as the ocean waters swept calmly around him. The rocking of the chair was much like the rocking of the boat on the waters, she realized. Perhaps that was why it had always given her so much comfort.
Emily suddenly opened her eyes. "I need to get to sea soon." she thought to herself. "Ash is right. The call just gets stronger, and I'm going mad here."
She rubbed her eyes, and looked around. Her eyes came to rest on a small envelope on the floor in from to her mail slot. "That's odd..." she whispered. "Was that there before?" She carefully stood up and walked over to the envelope. She picked it up and read the return adress. "Mr. William Turner"
Emily froze. This letter was from Will.
Emily almost laughed out loud. She had been dying to hear from Will. The last letter she recieved from him was shortly after the death of Davy Jones and his unique marriage to Elizabeth. That was the last she had heard from him... and that was nearly 3 months ago.
Emily carefully opened the letter, and placed the envelope on the side table beside the rocker. She sat down and began to read.
"My Dearest Emily,
Emily, there has been a mistake. I'm coming to Port Royal. I'll meet you at the brewery as soon as I can manage. There is something important that I must discuss with you..."
Emily paused, thought for a moment, then continued.
"...I've been told that Jack, Lucky and Ash were last heard on their way to Port Royal. I do not know what time you will recive this letter, but if they have arrived already, find them. Find them at any cost, and tell them that I am coming. I know that you have an Idea of who they are by the descriptions I've given you in my previous letters. I will be coming soon, and I will have something to share with all of you."
Emily remembered that they had fled into the jungles of the island. Even though she had met them already, they could be anywhere on the island by now, and because it was dark, there was no sence going after them. Also, what of their return? Jack, Ash, and Lucky had said that they would come back for her at the brewery once the port had settled down from their sighting. That could take anywhere between a few days and a few months. She had no idea when she'd see them again. Emily shook her head and continued reading Will's letter.
"...please keep yourself safe. I am in no danger, and for once, neither is Elizabeth. I know that by now, you must be becoming more and more sedused by the sea's calling. You informed me shortly before I left to save Jack from the locker at world's end that you felt it. I knew that it was only going to grow stronger with each passing day. I can tell you that the news I bring may have a connection of sorts with you desire for the vast blue world.
I'm looking foreward to seeing you again. I'm sorry for the haste, but I am in need to make haste, as this will affect both of us, Emily. Jack, Lucky and Ash too. That's all I can write now. We are pulling into tortuga as I write this. I will mail it there. Please be ready.
Your friend,
William Turner"
Emily slowly put down the letter. How could this be? Will couldn't set foot on land for at least ten more years... something was worng. Emily had to find a way to inform Jack and the others... but she couldn't leave because she was waiting for them too.
Emily clenched her fists and screamed, "I'm SICK of waiting! It's time to take matters into my own hands!" Emily grabbed her cloak and ran out the door to find her friends. She had no horse, but she didn't care. She had to find them.
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Post by frostdragon13 on Aug 26, 2007 14:17:54 GMT -5
(Oh! I'm fine with that too. It could tie in with the plotline I'm brewing up anyway.)
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Post by frostdragon13 on Aug 26, 2007 18:37:00 GMT -5
(heh heh. This is gonna be awesome. I'm gettin' great ideas here, folks.)
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