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Post by Aramis Nemo on Jun 13, 2008 3:08:13 GMT -5
Aramis looked up just in time to see Norrington walking towards them. 'Captain, here he comes, try to compose yourself.' He took back the diary, thrusting it deep within a pocket. 'Ah, James! To what do we owe this pleasure today? Did our hats call out to you from across the deck?' He grinned, then burst out laughing, unable to keep control of his emotions any longer.
Norrington look on disapprovingly on the two laughing vampires who were meant to be in charge of the ship. Aramis wiped his eyes, taking deep breathes to calm himself down again. 'I do apologise Norrington, I don't know what came over me. What can we do for you?' He smiled sweetly, hoping that Norrington had no idea what was going on.
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Post by Captain Dusk Rose on Jun 13, 2008 3:20:09 GMT -5
He gave Aramis a look. "Right, well, Master we're still on the correct heading to Tortuga, and with any luck, we shall be at the port before noon tomorrow." "Good work as usual Norri." She answered brightly. "Working so hard after such a rough night." The former commodore sighed and turned to leave. The feathers in his hat were swept by the wind as he turned, and the little bit of attention turned to his hat made the Cpt burst out laughing. He turned to her, trying not to raise his voice. "May I ask, what you two are so giddy about today?" He glared, wondering if there was someting on his face. Mostly, worried it was the pancake from earlier.
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Post by Randomman on Jun 13, 2008 3:25:41 GMT -5
(Randomman rolls across the ship in his sleep) Randomman laughing: I'm going to catch you! (starts rolling towards Norrington and company) Randomman: don't run away cakes! i loves youz! (Randomman latches onto Norrington legs and starts drooling over it)
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Post by Aramis Nemo on Jun 13, 2008 3:32:47 GMT -5
Aramis looked at Norrington wondering how to get rid of him for the day, and noticed Random Man latch onto his leg. 'Norrington, you seem to have something on your leg. Oh, and you seem to have what looks like strawberry jam all over your wig! And' he whispered, leaning in close 'your hat's crooked.' He beamed at him, hoping that this would be enough to get rid of him.
'Oh, and thank you for your work this morning. Go, have a sleep, read some of that bible I gave you, talk to Jose, just go and leave us to our, er, work.' He waited, tapping his foot impatiently. Hurry up and leave already! he thought to himself, looking forward to seeing what other mysteries the diary would hold.
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Post by Captain Dusk Rose on Jun 13, 2008 3:50:45 GMT -5
Norrington's face went pale-er, and he automatically grabbed his wig and tore it off, staring at it in horror, not noticing any jam but deciding not to risk putting it back on. He kicked random man off his leg-good god why does everyone insist on touching him? At least the captain's invasiveness had it's plus sides. He stood there awkwardly, holding his wig with one hand and checking for crumbs on his mouth with the other. "If you'll er...excuse me Master, I really should go... make sure the crew are behaving, check the rations, write to long lost relatives, busy busy day, I had best be going!" He backed up a ways, then half ran back to his quarters.
He dropped heavily to his bed. This week had gone from bad to worse. He definately couldn't find any jam whatsoever on his wig but still felt uncomfortable about putting it back on. He sighed and reached in his pocket for his diary to write in, but found it empty. Ah, how silly of him, wrong coat. He turned to his bed side cabinet (he's got a fancy room no?) and found his coat wasn't there. He noticed the bible Aramis had given him yesterday sitting on top of the cabinet. "Oh lord..."
Cpt Dusk clutched her side. "...'I like hats. Striped hats, huge hats, shiny hats, weird hats, funny hats. I like hats.' Ahaha! Why hasn't Norri shown me this sensative side of him? He's so cute!"
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Post by Randomman on Jun 13, 2008 4:00:22 GMT -5
(Randomman thrown off by the sassy cake.did not wake up Randomman. but instead caused Randomman to roll into a ball. Randomman starts rolling across the ship while still sleeping about cake.)
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Post by Aramis Nemo on Jun 14, 2008 0:02:30 GMT -5
Aramis spent the day flicking through the diary with the captain, getting steadily more bored by the page. Norrington really likes to give a full description of all his hats, page after page after page of them, sometimes with badly drawn pictures for the ones he loves most.
'Captain, I think I'll leave this with you. Feel free to return it dearest James, or keep it for your own amusement.' He placed the diary into Dusk's hand, and started to wonder away from the wheel looking for something else to occupy his time with.
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Post by Captain Dusk Rose on Jun 14, 2008 0:16:59 GMT -5
"Me, what'm I supposed to do with it?" Cpt Dusk whined, looking at it like something dirty as she tried to think of a way to subtly return it. Well, there -was- always another game of chess...it could be slipped back to him at some point. Eep, guilt. She hated guilt. "Eh heh...yeah...return it... yup..." She started to wonder off, then decided maybe she should man the wheel. But the guilt!...well...someone would notice the empty wheel.........best do her captainly duties and stay at the helm, yep.
Norrington's face went red with rage. He stormed out of his room, stomping past Steve so hard that the ropes he was hanging from swung, and straight to Aramis' quarters. "Aramis! You have something of mine and I demand it back right now under penalty of DEATH and or HUMILIATION."
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Post by Randomman on Jun 14, 2008 0:27:37 GMT -5
(Randomman starts talking in his sleepy while still rolling around the ship.) Randomman: Yohohohoho you like cake to? (starts talking to a mop and a bucket of water.) Randomman: yeah I like that cake to. Yohohohoho what am i saying i love all cake! (starts rolling to another area.) Randomman: It's always good to find another cake lover! But right now I must be going. I have to make sure the cake invaders do not board are ship! See yah later cake comrades Yohohohohoho! (rolls into the kitchen.)
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Post by Aramis Nemo on Jun 14, 2008 0:39:04 GMT -5
'Norrington, take a seat once more please.' Aramis waived towards the stool from the night before. ' And please, do not threaten me within my quaters, it is most ungentlemanly. As to your diary, ask the Captain, she has it not me. Feel free to search me if you won't, but be gentle if you do, I bruise easily.'
He looked on at the dumbfounded Norrington. Why did he never know how to act in here? Was it really that bad? Everything looked perfectly orgainised to him, nothing our of place, not even the eyes in the jar. Ah, he thought, and began rummaging around what may have once been a desk. Found it! he thought, prying a poorly bound collection of paper, parchment and vellum from under a stack of dried flowers.
'In exchange for invading your privacy by reading your diary, which I might add, you GAVE to me, although accidentally, I will give you the memoirs of my life up to now.' He held the book out, hoping it would be enough to make him leave.
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Post by Captain Dusk Rose on Jun 14, 2008 0:47:42 GMT -5
Norrington paused, clearly thinking. As angry as he was about the diary-of course the SHE would have it-he was sorely tempted. He snatched it from him. "I'll take it, but don't think it will make me forgive you for keeping it all this time. If you read it..." His face paled a bit at this. "IF you read it, don't breath a word of it to a soul our you will wish you'd never been born. Do I make myself clear?"
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Post by Randomman on Jun 14, 2008 0:59:11 GMT -5
(Randomman looks to his left and to his right. feeling safe he takes out a log book hidden inside a bag of ice. Randomman starts writing in the log book with a pen. after writing for about five minutes he stops and book marks the next page with the pen. Randomman rolls out of the kitchen after putting the log book back inside the ice bag.)
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Post by Aramis Nemo on Jun 14, 2008 1:23:17 GMT -5
Ooh, I was wondering where this had got to. He pulled out a small, slightly beaten leather book of poetry, opened it, and closed it again rapidly, a tear in the corner of his eye. Now I remember why I put that there, he thought, carefully placing it back where it had come from. Somethings were best left forgotten. He sighed, leaning back in his hammock. Bloody Norrington.
He jumped up, grabbing the voodoo doll, and stormed out of his cabin, not wanting to spend any time with his mind today, and headed to the galley. Cooking aways cleared away any lingering remnants of his thoughts. Maybe today he would make a cake, a really big one with icing. And some coq au vin, although the scarcity of chicken might make it a little hard. Well, there were always more seagulls...
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Post by Captain Dusk Rose on Jun 14, 2008 1:35:24 GMT -5
Norrington, not feeling like dealing with the overly friendly Captain right now, sat down on a step outside and opened Armamis' memoirs with a bored expression. Today was so stupid. As he expected, it wasn't even legible. He turned a couple pages and found a page slightly readable. Though, he couldn't make out the date or location.
'I hate these endless forests, so hot and humid, nothing like Spain, or Greece. I like Greece, nice food, interesting things to see, so much history. Two days ago we lost Jose in the night, and this time it had nothing to do with me. I'm now left with but one Spaniard, and a native who's not very talkative.' - I suppose this is when Jose was more intact, Norrington thought to himsself.
'But today we came across an interesting sight, a strange animal hanging in the trees, seemingly oblivious to all around it, a slight greenish colour that turned out to be algae and with extremely long, sharp claws. Our guide paid no attention to it, and treated it as some kind of worthless creature. That was until we were attacked once more by natives intent on taking our heads, and I for one am quite fund of mine.' -Well, I wonder why it is they thought it wortheless?
'It was at this moment that the strange creature burst into life, swinging to lower and lower branches on the tree, moving with amazing grace and speed. Maybe the loud screams had woken it, I do not know, but it was a sight to behold. With one mighty swipe of it's claw, one of the natives heads went with it. It moved like a dervish, each swig of it's claws was precise and without any wasted effort. Within a minute it had sent the natives running, screaming something that I think was 'Daemon!' but I may be wrong.'- Oh please, I wonder how much he'd had to drink before he thought that useless fur ball could be useful for anything. He rolled his eyes while reading, but couldn't help finish reading what was legible.
'I took the now sedate creature out of the tree, keen to keep such a valuable ally to hand, just in case any more natives came to visit. He reeks worse than the whole of Tortuga on a good day, but there's just something about him. I think I shall call him 'Steve'. I once knew a man called Steve, nice man unless you disturbed his sleep.
Time for me wrap up for now, the fire is getting low, and tomorrow will be another long day I fear.'
He couldn't make out any words beyond that, though he flipped forward trying to find more. He saw Dusk mentioned a couple times, but couldn't read anything else. He sighed and sat th ebook down beside him. This wasn't him, all he wanted was his own diary back. And...a little peace and quiet.
"Norri..." Oh great, here comes another one of her crying spells...he hung his head, his one true weakeness-the kicked puppy look. She wasn't going to stop him from being mad that easily. His hat fell off onto the deck in front of him because he'd looked down a bit far.
(Aramis ok'd)
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Post by Randomman on Jun 14, 2008 1:46:43 GMT -5
Randomman stooped for a second.) Randomman: did someone say cake just now? (a long pause.) Randomman: must be the cake invaders trying to confuse me with their brain hex devices! Randomman starts rolling faster across the ship.) Randomman: you don't fool me cake invaders! (rolls off to beat the tar out of the invaders.)
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