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Post by Admiral James Norrington on Dec 8, 2007 10:16:29 GMT -5
James walked along Port Royal. Hoping to find any pirates along the way. James entered the Kings Courtyard incase any pirates were there. He wouldn't harm them. Just ask them a few questions on where about Jack whereabouts are and such. Then suddenly he saw a woman standing looking at the courtyard. James walked up to her. It was the middle of the night. What would a girl be doing up at this time of night.
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Post by Belladonna Langley on Dec 8, 2007 15:22:06 GMT -5
Ah, the courtyard. This was, perhaps, one of her favorite places in Port Royal, especially at night. You could see many things from this area, the best part of the view, perhaps, was the panoramic scene that was the horizon-line by the docks. The moon was glittering off the water as it ebbed and flowed.
The blonde took a long, deep sigh. It had been a while since she was back in Port Royal. The only reason she was back was due to the various rumors she had been hearing. They truly fascinated her. Upon her return she had learned that Beckett, though thought to be dead, was in fact alive...much to the dismay of every pirate that fought in that final stand.
Tonight she wore her pirate attire, though most of the top layers were missing. Her blue pants and light blue shirt were what remained, save for the bandanna on her head and the usual peathingy feather always in place. No fancy dresses tonight...tonight, she was just herself; a pirate.
Caught in her internal reverie, she hadn't heard the sound of someone approaching.
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Post by Admiral James Norrington on Dec 8, 2007 23:07:27 GMT -5
James began to approach the young woman. He suddenly turned around he thought he heard someone coming up on him. Then he blinked and turned his attention back the strange woman. By the looks of it. she was a pirate, James tapped her on the shoulder, then grabbed her arm. "What are you doing, out here miss? Your supposed to be at the gallows, with the other dreadful pirates that are up and about, walking the streets of Port Royal. Your not allowed here." he said to her, studing her features more clearly. James thought of Elizabeth at the moment, why hadn't he arrested her?! She told him that she was a pirate. But he may have love for her still in his heart. James shook his head, and stared at this strange creature. "Tell me who you are" he asked quietly.
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Post by Belladonna Langley on Dec 9, 2007 1:50:14 GMT -5
Startled was not the correct term to describe the shot of pure panic that raced through her.
Her hand wanted to reach for her rapier, but found that her arm was being tugged at. Growling, the blonde went to reach with her other hand, but not before looking up at the offending figure. Bright eyes blinked curiously as she peered into the Admiral's face. It had been so many years since she last saw him, but you could recognize James Norrington a mile away.
When he asked who she was, it was no shock that he didn't recognize her. She had been...oh...around 10 or 11 the last time they met; she certainly looked much different now. Age would do that to a person.
Frowning slightly, she answered, voice as regal and haughty as ever, "Belladonna Langley, daughter of Baron Arthur Langley. I live here, Admiral, therefore, I am free to roam as I please."
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Post by Admiral James Norrington on Dec 9, 2007 10:29:12 GMT -5
"Bella?" suddenly realizing who she was once she said her name. James backed away and examined her. "Your A pirate now? Wow, the two women I knew became a pirate" he sighed, and looked about the court yard. James blinked and looked at her, and examind her. "The two women were Elizabeth and now you. Its been a while since we saw each other Bella" he said suddenly. "How've you been!" he said to her folding his arms looking around to see if any of his guards where coming.
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Post by Belladonna Langley on Dec 9, 2007 11:55:45 GMT -5
The woman chuckled gently and smiled at him, "Perhaps that is telling you something about piracy, dear Admiral."
She was only joking, of course. She knew James well enough to know that he was adamant about his Naval position. And Bella could understand that, he was raised into that lifestyle. Now, herself, she was raised by a pirate mother and a wealthy father; she had two options. The blonde just decided to go for the former; more excitement.
"I have been....well, for lack of a better term. Piracy is, sometimes, not all it is cracked up to be," she responded, tilting her head slightly. Bella decided to leave out the adventures leading up to her return to Port Royal; it wouldn't do well to hear the disappointed tone in the other's voice.
Looking him over once she shot the man a mischievous grin, "The new uniform is rather fetching, Admiral."
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Post by Admiral James Norrington on Dec 9, 2007 12:02:53 GMT -5
With folded arms against the wall of the court, Norrington examined Bella. It was a long time since they last saw each other. He then chuckled when she said something about the new uniform. "Bella, how do you know that I've become an Admiral?!" he asked curiously. He really wanted to know how she knew about his positon in the Royal Navey. "You've not been here for a while. I'll let you off the hook on not arresting you!" he said kindly.
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Post by Belladonna Langley on Dec 9, 2007 12:10:40 GMT -5
Belladonna flicked some hair behind her ear and grinned again, "I am omnipotent."
What he probably didn't know, was that she had been in Port Royal for a few days now. She would had to have been incredibly dense not to figure out that he had been upgraded to Admiral. After all, her father contributed money towards the Navy, so he was, oftentimes, privy to certain information. Well, not since Beckett came into control, but in the past. Bella just happened to be a very good spy.
"You could not keep me in prison anyway," she said with a short laugh as the woman shifted her weight to one foot. "My father would come bail me out. Besides...I am signed on as a Privateer."
Of course, she was...but most everyone knew she most definitely was not. Regardless, her privateering papers had not yet been revoked and she assumed that was her father's doing.
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Post by Robin. H. Y. Evanescance on Dec 9, 2007 19:51:20 GMT -5
'Privatter or not" Robin Evanescance slipped into the clearing " We are all created pirates, pirates of the English lord and Pirates of those ye hear in Fairytails, we are all pirates, we are all connected to the sea" As she appeared i the moonlight, it appeared her brown capris were torn and her baggy blous riped at the sleeves. Two cutlasses dangled from her hips, each adorned with precious emeralds, saphires, and Daimonds, but strangely, no rubies. Her hazel eyes glowed like the Ocean to the north and the black braided streaks in her black hair shined in unison, illuminated by the moon
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