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Post by Captain Helena Sparrow on Dec 9, 2007 0:21:28 GMT -5
Helena didn't come home often, and when she did, she never stayed long. This time she only planned on staying for a day or two, lest she run into Beckett or someone else from the Royal Navy. Encounters like that never went well. She stepped off The Poison Storm with grace that made it nearly impossible for one to believe her occupation. Helena always had been a proper individual, had never picked up Pirate slang even with all her years around them.
She also, unlike most pirates, was not sexually active. Never had she allowed someone into her most intimate embrace, or even anywhere close to her lips. In her entire twenty-five years of life, she had never been kissed. She didn't trust easily, which definitely inhibited that matter.
She moved down the dock that her ship was anchored at, heels clicking on the wood as she walked. She only planned to go to her home this trip, see her dogs, freshen up, and sleep in a real bed.
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Post by Admiral James Norrington on Dec 9, 2007 10:50:02 GMT -5
Norrington was alone that evening. No one came up to him or anything. He took a nice walk in Port Royal. He was heading for the fort. Norrington looked around as he came to it. He liked going to the Fort that was where he became Commodore. James then heard someone. Turning around he saw no one. James Blinked. And then looked out at the ocean on the fort.
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Post by Captain Helena Sparrow on Dec 9, 2007 12:01:10 GMT -5
[[Robin, this thread was meant to be just for James and myself]]
Helena had stepped into the fort, just to get a good look of the sea, her home. It was so peaceful up here, the wind kicking up and whipping her long, curly locks into the air, a small smile on her face as it did. She could smell the salt of the sea even from here, it was soothing, calming.
Her sharp hearing picked up footsteps, and she turned to look, seeing a man not far from her. Apparently, she had not noticed her. She watched him for a long moment, then turned to look back across the sea. She could tell the man was of the Royal Navy, so she did not want to make herself acquainted with him. Most of the British Navy Men knew who she was.
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Post by Admiral James Norrington on Dec 9, 2007 12:07:31 GMT -5
As he walked along the fort, James came across a woman up at the fort. He walked along the stairs that led at the top of where his men usualy look out. "Excuse me" he said poiltely. "Who are you and what are you doing here! Your not alowed here" he said to her. James then grabbed her wrist. And turned her around. "Who are you!" he asked the woman. He didn't know who she was, and why is she wondering around Port Royal.
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Post by Captain Helena Sparrow on Dec 9, 2007 12:12:51 GMT -5
Helena only turned her head to look at him then turned away. When he grabbed her wrist and spun her around, she growled low in her throat and yanked her hand away. She was not one who liked to be manhandled, or even touched without giving her permission. "No, sir, the better question is who in the hell do you think you are?" She growled, turning away and looking back to the sea. She pulled the sleeve of her shirt down so it would not reveal the pirate brand on her wrist, but by her dress it was apparent that she wasn't a normal lady.
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Post by Robin. H. Y. Evanescance on Dec 9, 2007 12:21:26 GMT -5
(oh I'm sry I will delete my posts)
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Post by Admiral James Norrington on Dec 9, 2007 12:21:49 GMT -5
"Excuse me! I'm from the Your not to speak to me with that tone! Now tell me who you are!" he said to her. James looked down at her wrist, holding it firmly. He said "Ah, so Your a pirate are you!" he said lifting up her sleve like he did with Jack. "Sparrow? Helena Sparrow!" he said to her. "Your coming with me to the gallows" he said to her as he began walking. Then he sighed. "No one is out at this time of night." he said to himself. He released her arm. "What are you doing out here. In Port Royal." he asked her.
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Post by Captain Helena Sparrow on Dec 9, 2007 12:38:42 GMT -5
Helena growled as he lifted up her sleeve, revealing the P branded into her skin. The Sparrow tattoo itself was on her hip, but the P was enough. That and the family resemblance ran rampant in her face. She glared at him as he dragged her along. She was not afraid, she had escaped death before. When he let her go, she yanked her arm away.
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Post by Admiral James Norrington on Dec 9, 2007 12:51:04 GMT -5
James heard her growl at him. "Why are you growling at me miss?" he asked curiously. James didn't understand this woman at all. He folded his arms once again and looked at her. "Pirate..." he said to her. "Why are you here in Port Royal?" he asked her.
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Post by Captain Helena Sparrow on Dec 9, 2007 12:54:32 GMT -5
"My name is not Pirate. My name is Helena Sparrow, Captain to you." She snapped, pulling her sleeve back down. "I came to work off my sea legs, I have a home just outside of town." She replied, rolling her wrists and simply watching him. "What are you doing out so late, aren't all good people supposed to be in bed?" She asked sarcastically. Good people led such boring lives.
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Post by Admiral James Norrington on Dec 9, 2007 13:35:25 GMT -5
Rolling his eyes and he said "I Know who you are" he said. "Then its admiral to you to me as you speak to me properly! I will not stand for this. " James siad looking at her. Then he raised an eyebrow. "I'm on a night shift at the moment. I already slept all day. I'm not in the mood to argue" he said to her. "Its already late enough. Not wanting other people to wake up." he said. James walked around her. And examined her. She was quite beautiful he thought. But he doesn't wanna fall in love just yet.
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Post by Captain Helena Sparrow on Dec 9, 2007 13:39:09 GMT -5
"Fine, Admiral." She said sarcastically, watching him walk around her. She ran a hand through her hair, pushing it from her face. A sea breeze came up, blowing her hair into her face. She coughed, pushing it from her face once more. She fondled a string hanging off her vest before pulling it off and turning to look at him. "Poor Admiral, working graveyard. No doubt a stud like you has a wife waiting at home. And yet, you have to be here watching over the silly fort." She grinned, a Cheshire cat grin.
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Post by Admiral James Norrington on Dec 9, 2007 13:47:08 GMT -5
He watched her for a moment or so, then turned his head to the ocean. "I'm not married,and why are you asking me questions?!" he asked her. James, walked around the fort looking at the sky. "What about you then! Don't you have a husband?! CAPTAIN" he said to her. looking at her. He heard gunshots off in the distance. "Whats going on now?" he asked himself.
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Post by Captain Helena Sparrow on Dec 9, 2007 13:51:01 GMT -5
Helena grinned a little wider before she responded. "Oh, dear. A man like you doesn't have a husband? Admiral? Did she leave you?" She asked with a grin. When he asked if she had someone, she shook her head. "I'm married to the sea, Admiral." She replied, going to stand beside him. She heard the gunshots as well and looked pointedly, before walking to the wall and looking over. In the distance, she could see a fight occurring close to her ship. "Oh bloody hell." She mumbled, before running down the stairs.
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Post by Admiral James Norrington on Dec 9, 2007 14:31:19 GMT -5
James looked at her confused. "Married to the sea. why don't you go back to it." he said teasing her. Then he looked at her as he blinked. As he saw the smoke from another place. "No. I'll go you stay" he said to her. Then he ran to get one of his men up and go out to the ship.
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