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Stormy Mizore stood in the crows nest, a seaglass to her eye as she surveyed the waters around them. she loved to be up high on the ship, feeling it roll and buck beneath her like a wild animal.

Mizore, as she preferred to be called, slid down a rope to the deck. "batten the hatches and get on the sails! we got ourselves a hurricane comin!" Mizore called

"I love hurricanes actually" Mizore said, grabbing a rope for the mast "makes me feel ali-whoa!" she cried out as she went flying up into the air

"i love hurricanes, but i hate ropes." she said, trying to free herself. her ankle was tangled in the rope

she froze, her hands moving to steady herself on the mast as she said "alright, but make it quick, my ankle hurts"

Like a monkey, she clung to the mast and said "yup, i hurt my ankle. its burning like a wound in salt water. Assistance in getting down would be nice"

"your lucky i trust you Captain or i would say some words that a lady should never say" she said and dropped

"i suppose not" she said with a small laugh

"oh! what an honor!" she said, a glimmer of amusement in her eyes "i get the captains bed"

"food would be nice, and something to wrap my ankle in so i can go back out on deck. cant stand being out of sight when a hurricane goes down mate" she said

"i don care, i ave to be out on deck when the storm goes down matey" she said "i don feel right when im indoors durin a storm"

Mizore dug into the bread hungrily and waited for Kris' return.

"oh, im always careful" She said with a smile. "cant you tell?"

Mizore hopped to her feet and tucked the last bit of her bread into a pocket before all but racing out of the cabin.

She swung out on deck and stood staring at the sky as it darkened to a slate gray. "oh! this one will be a real doozy!" she said gleefully.

She bounded over and perched on the railing next to John. "why the long face Cap'n?" she asked "worried this little hurri will knock down the ship?"

"oh....was it a good ending then?" she asked. Not knowing how to read herself, she replied on him in these matters.

She tilted her head "really? boy that is odd. i get that feeling every time Im in the middle of a hurricane. I always feel like I've been there before and should do something, but i can never remember what i should be doing." she admitted, hoping he wouldnt think she was crazy.

"oh yeah, that freaked even me out a little, and you know how hard i am to scare" She said

"whoa....thats freaky mate" she said

((oh yeah...oopsies XD))
"so um....do you think you were recartated or whatever you called it?" she asked

She tilted her head "eh?" she asked "you lost me Cap'n."

"Never learned Cap'n" she said, feeling the first drizzle that was the start of the hurricane on her face.

"Now why would you do that?" she asked "I like ridin a good hurricane"

"good" she said, smiling as it started to rain harder.

"see ya later Cap'n, I'll keep an eye on the ship and make sure it gets through all right." Mizore said

She tightened the jib and loosened the sail so it would go with the wind instead of against.

Mizore was whooping happily as she rode put the hurricane on deck.

Mystic laughed wildly as the wind made the ship rock and lurch on the water, the rain mixing with the sea spray beating at her face.

The storm ended and Mizore fixed the sails so they were headed east.

"yeah sleepyhead." she said teasingly

((gtg))

"too bad you missed it, that storm was a real doozy"

"really?" she asked, surprised. "well, no matter. where are we sailing?"

"oh...why are we going there?" she asked

"all right, sailing to England then" she said, altering the sails a little bit.

Mizore started humming a pirate shanty that involved slaying and plundering.

((i say we can do it before))

((hrm.....i dunno sleeping together sounds good))

Mizore yawned and said "sounds good to me, love. Any rum left?"

"good. I like the rum you get, love." she said, leaning against him.

she slid an arm around his waist and said "that sounds like a wonderful plan."

She laughed and trotted past him, purposefully swinging her hips as she did.

((17, why?))
she flopped onto his bed and lay on her back.

((*shrugs* i dont go too far, i get uncomfortable. I usually skip when it gets too far.))

((okay, kewl. good to know))

She curled up with him and said "Night hon"

((yeah))

Mizore rolled over and woke up. "what a wonderful wake up. first thing i hear is lets get drunk." she said with a smile

"alright, pour me some. Im ready to get drunk"

"oh, private party eh?" she said mischievously

She followed suit, guzzling down the rum