You appear to have failed us...
I'll set you to carrying the cabin boy's slopbucket, pidgeon-shit!
It's nothing personal, you simply haven't delivered...
One man's mistake is the entire crew's death!
You'll unfortunately be stripped of all your honours...
The floggings will...
"Although, if I were you, I'd go see the Doctor for a checkup as well, your not looking all that fresh yourself. Whilst I expect you're up to something, it is partially my duty as her bodyguard, to see that Admiral Lanestar is medically safe."
Exeter watched impassively as Garrett disappeared...
Yo Monsieur le Mortis!
I may throw a sheet in sometime later this evening. If not, expect on within a few days.
When do you plan on starting? And how many players will you be recrtuiting for this macabre adventure?
"You need not worry Mr. St. John,-" Exeter raised an eyebrow at the tame pirate's interruption. The bow afforded minimum respect but he decided to let it lie for now; everyone's patience would be wearing thin and tempers would likely be begining to fray after the shambolic assault. Exeter was...
-Exeter St John-
Upon boarding the Invincible again, Exeter had pushed aside the sailors who had helped him across. He was hurting, but the physical pain was nothing compared to the wounds received by his dignity. The rabid misbegotten whore! A surer footing on his part would have changed...
-Exeter St John-
With Capricorn trailing behind, Exeter slowly paced through the violent chaos raging on The Mermaid's deck. To look at him, one would never have realised he was surrounded by the cries of the wounded and dying, the ringing clash of steel or the loud cracks of gunfire. He...
-Exeter St John-
With a boarding party gathered, Exeter joined Annis' group. He scowled at her selection of some of the best fighters the Invincible had to offer. Exeter's were a group of ruffians; not as well-trained but they had heart. And the fear of death kept them alert. It mattered...
-Capricorn-
"I don't like it down here...."
"Quiet! Exeter will have our hides if we upset the poor thing."
"Poor thing!? Poor- you're kidding right? This thing's a vicious monster!"
Capricorn listened with his head cocked as the voices drew nearer. Since the doctor had treated his...
-Exeter St John-
Exeter examined the ship, noting the old, yet servicable, appearance. "Interesting." He muttered into the wind. He continued to ponder as Lanester barked orders over the tumultous noise of the crew's preparations. Hearing his name, the First Mate tuned back in.
"I want to...
-Exeter St John-
Exeter's cabin was cramped and cluttered, only big enough for one person to stand in between the door and his bunk. He wasn't too far from the engines and the noise was incessantly loud. He'd been offered much bigger, better situated, quarters but this was the way Exeter...
-Exeter St John-
Exeter rubbed his eyes wearily as Garrett answered the Admiral. He had been without sleep for too long. He would need a few hours rest to recuperate his strength. As Garrett stopped speaking, Exeter nodded. For once, he agreed with the man.
"It's been a long time but I...
-Exeter St John-
Exeter had allowed his smile to deepen. It seemed that he had hit a nerve; Black Annis was seething behind her mask and looked ready to strike in anger. An uncharacteristically reckless decision. What a stupid fool. Nearly everyone knew of Exeter's nigh-on immunity - he was...
-Exeter St John-
Before Exeter could respond to Annis' veiled barb, Vasco - the bird-masked doctor - spoke up.
"I am not just the 'doctor', Exeter, j...j...just as you are not just the 'ex-pirate'. Besides, the m...m...maintenance was done but a few minutes ago and I shan't see my work...
-Exeter St John-
Exeter stood on the deck watching the Admiral and Annis wander below deck. He wondered at the sudden formality of Lanester. Since he'd been designated to the Invincible, he had never known her to do this. Was the Lord-Commander's visit and this incident a coincident? Exeter...
-Exeter St John-
Exeter stood opposite the Invincible, admiring her beauty. It truly was a a fine airship, the best he'd served on for quite a number of years. He allowed a small smile as he slowly paced towards the ship's gangplank, weaving between the shuffling automatons, those useful -...
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