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 Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 3:06 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 3:35 pm
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All my life at home I've spent
Adventure rests within my core
I'll sail until my legs are bent
And I can stand on land no more
.:Tik:.
Cabin Girl Extraordinaire
Tik's self-confidence that she had displayed earlier was severly bruised as he went about cleaning the belly of the ship. It hadn't evn set sail yeat, and already Tik found herself taking care of it. Patting the soap dry, she stuffed it back into her pocket next to the sponge. With a sigh, she headed back out onto the deck to see the second woman (the one she had seen earlier) polishing her guns and mumbling about royalty. She turned to her, her cocky attitude suddenly as good as new. She put her hands on her hips with a smirk. "Ay, so you're the gunne' now, I see." she commented. "Neve' met me a lady who could hand'l a gun righ', then." she added with a smile. "Bu' I guess everythin's go'ta happen at one point, eh?" She bowed mockingly, her eyes never leaving the woman's face. "Tik, at your humble servitude, ma'am. You're wish is my command, for I'm bu' a simple cabin lass." |
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 4:26 pm
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► Antonio Fernandez Carriedo ☼ First Mate of the Amante, how can I help ya~?
[OOC: He's talking to Bloody Fey Smithe.]
Antonio Fernandez Carriedo was the possibly the only member---besides Captain Angela---that stayed behind when the Amante crew broke up, going their separate ways and all. Everyone but the Hispanic were female, often bickering one way another. It's not like he wanted to believe that all women fought and were finicky, but after witnessing them, it was slightly edging that way.
But he knew it was best never to underestimate them, especially the captain. There was something about her that commands you not to make her pissed off, and Antonio respected her entirely, even if he was much older than she was. It was just three years apart, that's it.
Maybe it was because she was the same age as his little brother that he had left behind when he left Spain, his homeland. It didn't help much that she sort of acted like him, minus the potty-mouth.
Enough of that subject. Let's get with the present rather than this dreary explanation of this and that.
xxxAntonio had just heard the captain leaving, simply stating it was an errand she had to do, and he knew it would be the only choice for him to stay back and watch the ship. He gulped slightly. He had heard some voices---many sounded like the feminine voice he had thought of, although some were..rather boyish.--as well for footsteps.
He just napped for a few minutes, and yet already thieves ready to loot their treasures?
Not on his watch.
Antonio carried his heavy battleaxe with great ease, a carefree smile hung on his lips per usual. He wasn't going to kill this intruder.. Maybe just injured them to the point of unconsciousness? He wasn't the one to decide deaths. That's the captain's job.
He lightly came out to the front of the ship .
...Yeah, lightly wasn't the word. The Spanish first mate fell face-first into the wooden, causing loud noises. It was to be expected, he was such a klutz, constantly tripping over his own feet.
He immediately picked himself up--although he swayed from side-to-side, aching from the sudden pain of his face-- and was now noticing a woman's figure on the bow of the ship. His hands held the stem of his axe rather tightly. It was bad if he were to hold such a weapon loosely. That'd mark him not taking his job seriously. His carefree attitude was bad enough, said those who once knew him.
Antonio is not one to ambush from behind. He always made little chitchats before beginning his attack.
"Hola. You're a new face around here, so I'll be blunt. New recruit or intruder?"
He greeted the woman, smiling happily as he held his battleaxe in defense, in case this person decided to launch a surprise attack.
It was just too bad that he didn't notice the others that were possibly behind him..
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 5:25 pm
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Captain Angela Love Benedict
Angela smiled. Her crew was growing so quickly now. She already had a doctor, a cabin girl, a cook and a gunner! Now, where was her first mate, she wondered. That goof, she thought to herself. She sighed.
"All right, everyone! It's time to sign the devil's contract!" she commanded loudly, hands on her hips and a grin on her mouth. The went to her room to fetch what she was talking about and came back with rolled-up parchment. She opened it and showed it to her crew. "This is where you'll sign your lives over to me, your captain." On the paper, there was a paragraph, explaining that the names beneath were from now on a part of the Amante's crew. There were two names: Angela's and Antonio's
Make fun of my name and I'll KILL you. |
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 5:27 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 5:32 pm
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► Antonio Fernandez Carriedo ☼ First Mate of the Amante, how can I help ya~?
So it was a new recruit! Antonio felt a little tension within his body heaved with relief that he did not need to attack someone. He released out of his battle form and merely held his battleaxe near his side, making it stand right next to him. But just to be safe.. His light green eyes hovered over to the direction of which the woman had gestured towards to. And there she was, the captain. That made him less tensed and more excited, his smile stretched, a grin in its place now.
Antonio decided it was time to examine quickly of how personality is like. Cold yet human (as in curiosity and so on) eyes; Distant look; Possibly a worthy ally to be with but at the same time, someone who would give you hell if you were the enemy. She did a handstand just then.
How interesting this woman was.
The grin was still intact as the Spanish let out a nice, loud laugh. Possibly loud enough for anyone that he had heard earlier to hear. He didn't mean that, but his laugh were naturally happy and easy to hear.
"I'm Antonio Fernandez Carriedo!" he said, his voice energetic and loud. He was like a little kid, grinning and all. But the similarity pretty much ended as soon as you see the battleaxe equipped well on his hand. He look at her weapon of choice, the gun. How nice.
"I'm no good with guns, just this axe here, a sword and my body. Welcome abroad, I'm the first mate!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 5:36 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 5:59 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 6:13 pm
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