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May 30, 2011 01:05PM
We have to have at least 5 people for this one.
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Jay walked onto her ship after docking for a week. It was to long since she had been on The Jolly Rodger. I miss you daddy... She thought. Her dad was the famous pirate Blackbeard. She was his secret.
Jay walked onto her ship after docking for a week. It was to long since she had been on The Jolly Rodger. I miss you daddy... She thought. Her dad was the famous pirate Blackbeard. She was his secret.
Dessa walked into the ship, she didn't want to be there. It was all her father's fault, he and his money problem. Selling her to pirates to avoid bankrupcy. She fough back the tears.
Johnathon walked on to the ship, thinking wistfully of the life he was leaving behind. He thought of his parents, hardworking farmers, and his blind sister, the people who he hoped he could save by making this trip.
Dessa looked at Jonathon. She wondered if pirates were as rumored, cruel and dirty. But he looked nothing like the type she imagined.
"Welcome aboard! We leave in 10 minutes!" Jay said to her crew.
Jay was wearing a clean and crisp white shirt, a red velvet jacket with lace ruffles, her favorite hat, pants that billowed and tall lace up boots. She smiled as she smelt the fresh sea breeze.
Bree bounded onto the ship, wearing black pants, a lace up blue shirt and black boots. She smiled and breathed in deeply. She grinned at everyone, excited. She wanted to see things not many people get to see, she wanted to explore, she wanted danger to be at every turn.
Dessa looked at the happy girl and gave her a shy smile. It seemed like she was the only one who didn't want to be there.
Bree looked up, her eyes bright. She turned and looked at the girl who smiled at her. "Are you excited?" she asked, grinning
Jay walked along the deck. She saw Jonathan, looking away. She nodded to him then continued walking. She smelt the sea and smiled. This is where I belong. She thought. Daddy would be so proud. In real life she would never call her father, Blackbeard, daddy. Just something she liked to think.
"Not really." Dessa replied. She shrugged. "It wasn't my choice to be here. I'm Jean, the cook." She said politely.
Bree nodded. "Oh. Well, i'm so excited." she said. "I cant wait for the danger! i love danger, i dont know why," Bree smiled. "I'm just gonna be helping out wherever i'm needed."
"Good for good you." Dessa said, giving her the best fake smile, the girl loved danger? She had kept away from it for the past years.
Jay walked over to two young ladys talking. "Hello. My name is Jay, I am your captain." She smiled at the two. "And your names are?"
"Dessa McJames...umm..captain. My father..." It hurt her to say it. "Sold me to you a few weeks ago, I'm the cook."
Jay looked at her sadly. "Sorry bout that. We needed a cook and we looked everywhere." She smiled sadly. "Well can you keep a little secret?" She asked quietly.
"Well my father owned this ship. You may have heard of him. Blackbeard. I was his secret daughter." Jay whispered smiiling.
Jay turned around starteled. "How much did you hear?" She practicly demanded.
"Good." She barked. "We leave soon so get ready. I am your Captian Jay. You may either call me that or Captian." Jay said losing all thoughts about Blackbeard.
"Can I speak to you in privite for a moment Dessa?" Jay asked fixing her hat.
Jay pulled Dessa toward a enclosed space. "Don't tell anyone or thing. Okay?" She hissed.
Bree looked around and smiled at everyone. She was so happy she was here, and not at home. She hated being there. Her family was rich, and she was the eldest girl. They wanted her to marry this boy, Peter phillips, the son of a very rich banker. They wanted her to do everything she never wanted to do. They wanted her to follow her brothers footsteps, have a nice family, be rich, blah blah blah. But she didnt want that, she wanted danger.
Jay closed her eyes and sighed. She knew this was coming. She wanted the girl to be here by choice not force. "You want freedom? Free reign on the ship? Well let me tell you something. You can't get off quite yet." She said as the boat started to move.
"Excuse me miss, maybe you don't understand this because your a grimmy pirate, but I come from a higher class in england. I have manners and I won't take no for an answer." Dessa said, looking at her captain daringly.
Jay looked at Dessa coldly. "Or maybe you should watch YOUR TONE SO YOU DON'T GET YOUR BLOODY SELF KICKED OFF OF THE SHIP ON A DESERTED ISLAND!" She yelled.
"That is no way to talk to a dutchess captain." Dessa said crossing her arms. She may have been sold, but the title's still there.
"Her father. I will tell them about your dirty little drunken father. He sold her to me. So I could use her as a cook." Jay snarled.
"Oh...well, Dessa, if it makes you feel any better, I was sold too...but I like it here! Adventure here and there, danger at every turn!"




