Post by BEX on Jul 30, 2010 11:35:00 GMT -5
(I bought one box of rations so we have 50 posts to use up guys. Let's make them count. Also I would like to rp in an interesting way. At the end of each post just put Tag: (person that should respond next). That way the story goes together more if you're talking to someone in particular. If no tag at the bottom order is me, Memo, and then Kira. Any further questions just pm me or shout out on your post.)
Sailing into the open sea granted Jack a sense of freedom that he hadn’t anticipated on since the idea first filled his head to take off and become the captain of a pirate crew. Soon he was going to have a number of Marines after him and those that associated with him so he remained on the Main Deck of the stolen ship so that he could enjoy the feeling of the salt breeze washing over them as wave after wave crashed against the hull. Staring blandly into the horizon, one wouldn’t be able to tell how serene Jack felt within himself; it was as if finally everything was as it was supposed to be. There was no need to conform, gripe, or even hide from ambition on the sea. After all it was the only thing kept a body alive on the treacherous life of a pirate. His black work boots misted with the moisture that clung in the air as they sailed when Jack heard a small sound. It was a muffled sound indicating that something or someone was hiding,
“You shouldn’t waste time hiding after giving yourself up so blatantly” he dangerously warned as his right hand ascended from his pocket and rose over his head to touch the hilt of the sheathed chokuto that rested against his right shoulder; maybe he would have a playmate until they reached shore of the next island. After all, there was no way of knowing what direction they were even heading in since they didn’t have a navigator,
“Memo, stay focused on the steering. I think this one measly stowaway rat won’t be much of a problem” he ensured his partner in crime as he purposefully walked to where the sound had originated from. Hopefully this won’t be a complete waste of time….I’d hate to smear my boots with a weakling’s entrails he thought callously.
(OOC: Tag: Kira. Want to see if we can do it)
Sailing into the open sea granted Jack a sense of freedom that he hadn’t anticipated on since the idea first filled his head to take off and become the captain of a pirate crew. Soon he was going to have a number of Marines after him and those that associated with him so he remained on the Main Deck of the stolen ship so that he could enjoy the feeling of the salt breeze washing over them as wave after wave crashed against the hull. Staring blandly into the horizon, one wouldn’t be able to tell how serene Jack felt within himself; it was as if finally everything was as it was supposed to be. There was no need to conform, gripe, or even hide from ambition on the sea. After all it was the only thing kept a body alive on the treacherous life of a pirate. His black work boots misted with the moisture that clung in the air as they sailed when Jack heard a small sound. It was a muffled sound indicating that something or someone was hiding,
“You shouldn’t waste time hiding after giving yourself up so blatantly” he dangerously warned as his right hand ascended from his pocket and rose over his head to touch the hilt of the sheathed chokuto that rested against his right shoulder; maybe he would have a playmate until they reached shore of the next island. After all, there was no way of knowing what direction they were even heading in since they didn’t have a navigator,
“Memo, stay focused on the steering. I think this one measly stowaway rat won’t be much of a problem” he ensured his partner in crime as he purposefully walked to where the sound had originated from. Hopefully this won’t be a complete waste of time….I’d hate to smear my boots with a weakling’s entrails he thought callously.
(OOC: Tag: Kira. Want to see if we can do it)