Black Hawk's Treasure

[corbetphantom]

Rodger Flint

Rodger bowed, partly in jest and partly out of some remnant of chivalry that he still felt.

"My name is Rodger Flint, salvager extrodanaire." He smiled a little at the critical gaze given to him regarding his skills.

"I can swim, I can dive, I can dance the rigging, I can sew a bit. I know what it means to work hard. I'm more than handy with a sabre, if the need comes."

He sighed. "If we are to abandon my boat, may I make a quick trip back to gather my belongings?"

 

[katalynn]

"Well Rodger Flint, think we have done enough swimming for awhile. As well as fighting amongst others. So, Guess you get to help me repair some more sails and keep the ones up from ripping."

Started to climb up to the crows nest, he was following up behind me.

"As for your boat, I can't promise we can take it with us. But aye, you may return to it and grab whatever you wish to take with you."

Pulling up one of the loose sails that I had been working on before and began to repair it with what I could. The shivers from the cold were starting up again as I tried my best to ignore them.

 

[corbetphantom]

Rodger Flint

The salvageman nodded and in one smooth movement dived over the side. He swam powerfully to his boat and wandered around for a moment, gathering his belongings into a seabag. With a sigh he dropped his sea anchor in the faint hope that he might one day be able to get it back.

He grabbed the rope that he had tied to his boat, untied it, and swung back to the larger vessal. After climbing the side of the ship, he hoped easily back onto the deck. Unsure of where to stow his stuff, he put it in an out of the way corner of the boat and climbed the rigging like a monkey.

Upon reaching the top, Rodger grinned a little at the wide arc made by the ship rolling on the waves below. He coiled a rope around his forearm, just in case, and started to work on repairing the sail.

As he worked, he tried to strike up a conversation with the alluring red-haired beauty.

"So, what manner of vessal is this? Ye don't look like whalers, and I saw how quickly you turned the limeys away..."

 

[katalynn]

Krysta ~

Only shook my head as he dove off the side, granted he was an awesome swimmer as he said. Seen him leave his boat, which was a good choice, if possible I would make sure he would be able to get it back. If it wasn't stolen. Since not many seriously come here, doubt it would get taken.

"The last thing this ship and some of these people need is those brits roaming around aboard. In all out honesty we are pirates."

Faltered words mostly from the shivers I tried to stifle.

"How did one like yourself get lost way out here? You don't look like the type that would get lost easily, being a scavange and all."

 

[corbetphantom]

Rodger Flint

Rodger had been prepared for the question. "I hit a swell, and my charts fell off the boat. By the time I came about and retrieved them, they had become so sodden they were worthless."

He looked over at his temporary shipmate, "Pirates, hm? What brings you to these waters? We're miles from the Spanish Main..."

 

[katalynn]

Krysta ~

"Some things should not be spoken about to the unknown. Lets just simply say we were lead astray."

Looked towards him just in time to catch his gaze, just the way he looked at me right then sent more shivers down my spine. This was so not cool, breaking my gaze from his just as quickly, shaking my head to get back in focus.

"How.... how long have you been out here alone? I would think even for a scavanger, one would have a partner at least."

Kept my focus on the sail in front me, though I could feel his eyes still upon me. Damn if we still had our ship, I wouldn't be here shivering and would be in warm clothes, or laying next to Thomas with the warmth of his body next mine. No, the ship is at the bottom of the sea, everything soaked, and here I was cold beyond belief babysitting a scavanger, while Thomas was doing who knows what.

"damn her..."

Whispered under breath through another shiver. Ran my fingers through my hair, pushing it out of my face.

 

[Why]

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[Why]

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[poohlive]

"Sure seems like you're trying to," Thomas gave a huge sigh, listening to the story for the first time. He didn't know. It added up, but it was very crude, and also a damned good lie too. It made as much sense that they did it as not.
About fifty fifty, he'd say.
Who in the hell was this gunner, and why was Thomas supposed to know how good his skills were?
"You followed my ship. You had guns armed and at the ready ever since that storm. You sent a peace boat out to talk with me, and Ashley was not on my ship when it was attacked. In fact, if I remember correctly, she made up a pretty lame excuse to get off the boat as quickly as she could. She was nowhere near the explosion. None of your crew was. My crew was blasted away from behind. My loyal men were blindsighted by the Mystique, whoever manned it at the time."
Thomas searched through an upturned desk that had layers upon layers of dust and cobwebs. He found half of a bottle of rum. A sniff and a drink told him it was stale, but still decent. He sat down, taking a stiff drink.
"Let me just humor you all a minute. I wasn't there, I didn't know. But, from the facts I have so far, let me just throw something out in the open. Ashley here wanted the map. She wanted it very badly, and she was super pissed off that I knew where it was. She followed me, ready to do almost anything to get it. Now, I get to the ship first, and barricade it, to make sure she can't get passed me, but, she figures out a way.
"Ashley goes on a "peace mission" to talk with me, but she really is just working up this plan of hers. After I meet with her, she jumps down to her longboat, and then makes a run for the map. That is the signal to start firing on my Bilgewater. The plan is that I'm supposed to be so worked up in fighting the Mystique, which I will obviously lose since you provoked the attack, and my ship is couldn't possibly do much damage. But, in the process, I instead, stop fighting the losing battle, and come aboard this ship.
"Now, Ashley is trapped. She and the Preacher can't finish the plan, and so a few others of you jump ship and try to help her, but my crew is overwhelming, and so the Mystique leaves, and you are now all here, under my control, knowing that I will hang each and every one of you if I know you attacked my ship."
Thomas took a bit swig this time, wincing as the alcohol began to burn in his gut.
"I'm not saying that's what happened. I'm just saying, other than your combined story, there's nothing to prove that your crew was mutinous or not. You can pretend I'm stupid, and won't listen, or you can figure out that I might potentially have terrorists aboard my ship, and am figuring out the right way to deal with them."
Thomas looked back at Ashley. Could she have been so gullible? Hadn't her father taught her better? Or maybe she just didn't listen to him. Hiring a mutinous crew, letting a man like Vallen live and take her ship...
Leaving her ship in the first place for some stupid idiotic plan. And lying to him. She had fucking lied to him.
Maybe this wasn't about the Mystique. Maybe... maybe it was just about here.
Thomas took another drink. He had been a little blindsighted by all this.
"Ok, I believe you. I don't know if I trust your story until I get something more, but for the time being I believe you. You are free to go, the kitchen is downstairs, waiting. The guns probably need more than just a cleaning, the barracks are below, I'm sure you can find an old moldy cot to sleep for a few hours. You are temporarily part of my crew, unless you'd like to spend the next few days in the brig, as our guests until we find a suitable island to put you in. You are all excused to wherever you want to go."
Thomas didn't trust all of them, but then again, he didn't have to. His crew would watch them all close enough. If they did anything out of the ordinary, he would sure as hell know, and they would sure as hell pay for it.
"Except you Ashley. We still have some business to discuss."

 

[Subo97]

Melvin Morecock

What do yu think, Melvin...Am I distracting...even like this?

"You'll always turn a man's head, lass," Melvin answered smiling and lowered his head to kiss her breast. He gently kissed down the curve of her breast to her hard pink nipple. He traced the edge of her aereola with the tip of his tongue then slowly spiraled in to the base of her hard tip, lingering over the tiny bumps as he heard her take a sharp intake of breath. "I could ignore a hard squall or even a Man-O-War," He winked and nodded his head to the ladder above deck, "Just as long as I had a treasure like this to enjoy. He returned his attention to her nipple, swirling his tongue around and over it till it hardened against his tongue. "I do miss all those knives, though," he laughed and slide his hand under the blanket to caress her flank. As his hand slipped under her hip and cupped her strong, well shaped ass, he closed his lips around her nipple and sucked, gently at first, the more vigorously as her breathing became more rapid.

Leia gripped his hair with the fingers of her undamaged arm and held him more tightly to her breast as he feasted on her hard nipple, then pulled his head to the other side of her chest, offering him her other breast. Melvin sucked her nipple to match the height of it's sister then leaned back. "I don't want to hurt ye, lass, the doctor said to keep you still. Tis a good way to keep ye awake. though if I give ye yer release ye'll want to fall asleep. How does a man solve tht dilemna?"

 

[corbetphantom]

Rodger Flint

"A partner?" Rodger laughed, "I have a hard enough time keeping myself out of trouble, the last thing i need is some clumsy oaf sending a wreck, and all my profiets, down some submarine abyss."

He eyed the way the woman's wet clothing clung to her body, well away that his own physique was on display as well.

"Ye say your ship was blown from under you? I wonder if perhaps i might speak to your former captain. It is lucky I happened along, a man like me could recover some treasure now at the bottom of Davy Jones' Locker..."

He smiled at the young woman, hoping to win her over.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Ashley

Her head snapped upwards with that comment, her eyes narrowing dangerously. What did he think he was pulling here? He was certainly hinting heavily there, She was tempted to rise up and punch those words down his throat!

"We have nothing to discuss Thomas." She spoke softly, watching the others file out of the room and those remaining like Daniel who had no strength to move far.

Rising from the floor, she gave him a once over before moving towards the exit. "But if you are going to insist on badgering me, privately would be prefered."

 

[katalynn]

Krysta ~

Let out a small laugh as to why he didn't have a partner, fully understood the reason behind it to. Good chance I would feel the same if I was in his situation.

"My captain....... he's most likely talking to that she devil, the one that trashed our ship....."

Hopeing that's all they are doing, more than sure that Rodger could sense a hint of mixed emotions building up. Still, tried to stifle the thoughts running through my head, course Thomas wouldn't anything with her, Ash trashed his life more than enough times. Then again, there is some deep history between the two....

"As for seeking out our ship and getting whatever, there isn't much left. I dove down and got what I could before Thom... The captain wanted to set sail. Doubt he will wish to wait any longer. There isn't much on this heap, and we need supplies."

Heard one of the sails flapping a little to loose, naturally stood up quickly with grace of a feline, started to tend to the sail pulling on the rope.

"All I know is since that she devil came back, it's been nothing but hell, and now ........"

Fell silent as I finished tieing off the rope, lifting my face to the wind trying hard to keep my sense together.

 

[corbetphantom]

Rodger Flint

Rodger let out a hearty laugh at the "she devil" comment.


"Aye, women at sea can be quite...tempermental." He winced at the look Krysta shot him, "Present company excluded, naturally."

He smiled at the grace shown by her and smiled, "I see ye know your way around the rigging as well. How long have ye been at sea?"

Seeing know more loose sails or rope in the imediate vicinity, Rodger straddled the yard arm and rested against the rigging.

"Though, if there was anything down there worth keeping, we could drop a float and mark the charts and come back later..."

 

[katalynn]

Krysta ~

Savangers.. figures he would be determined to rumage the poor graven ship.

"She-devil is putting extremely lightly.... I may have a temper at times, but nothing like her....I wish she would just........"

Stopped my words, relizing how much I really wanted to see her gone so Thomas can get on with his life. Rid her for good.

"Anyway, I've been on sea for most my life. M' Captain caught me sneaking on his ship when I was a kid, kept me around ever since. Hell I know more than most this crew does, take charge when everyone else is running wild.."

Smiled up at him as he sat on the yard arm. Slowly getting used to the cold as the shivers were calming down and I was able to take deeper breaths.

"Perhaps someday we can go rumage the ship in its grave, as well as get retrieve your boat. I know where this place is, no need to mark it on maps. Once I've been to place, I always know how to get back."

Seeing how the sail was finished, or at least the best it's going to be. Leaned back against the rail, taking one of my blades out for the first time since the ship sunk, making sure that they were ok.

 

[corbetphantom]

Rodger Flint

Sensing the woman's anger, he decided not to probe further. Instead he turned the conversation to the woman's remarkable ability.

"Always find your way back, do you? That's an amazing skill. Why aren't you captain of your own ship? With that sort of skill, you'd only need to use a chart or a map once."

Rodger extended his hand to the maiden, "They've got things under control below, why not take a break up here with me?"

The wind blew across his face, and a strand of hair that had escaped his bandana blew in front of his piercing hazel eyes. and his bandana blew away from his body casting the salvageman in a tableau.

 

[katalynn]

Krysta ~

Looked down at the docks, saw Ash and Thomas emerging from the room he kept them in. She looked angry, most likely at Thomas, this eased some thoughts running through my wild mind.

"Me captain?"

Turned back around to see his extended hand, look in his eyes were about as wild as mine normally are. Cautiously extended my hand out placing it in his in return. Even though I didn't trust him right now, didn't mean I had to be rude to him.

"Guess, just never thought about having my own ship. The one that is now at the hands of the sea, was my home pretty much the only thing I cared about. Couldn't leave her, nor the Captain that took me in."

There was that look again, his eyes seem to pierce right through me. Granted things were as smooth as they are going to be, I'm sure there was somewhere I was needed. Looking back down towards everyone that seemed to be calm now.

"It's hard for me to take breaks. But, things do seem to be calm for now... I - I should go see if I'm needed somewhere."

Knowing full well that there wasn't much for me to do right now. Slowly pulled my hand back, realising that it was still within his. My words said I had to go, though the body didn't respond.

 

[corbetphantom]

Rodger Flint

"Well...that was unexpected..." the salvager thought as a bolt of electricity went through him at the touch of Krysta's hand. His thumb stroked her knuckles.

"But now the ship is gone. And you are pirates, so you are either going to or coming from a raid." He smiled, "Since you are clearly not interested in the wreck, you must be searching for your treasure. When you find it, perhaps there will be enough for you and your captain to each have a ship. You are a talented woman, it would be a shame to let those talents rot in eternal service."

Rodger felt a slight sadness when Krysta removed her hand. He rubbed his thumb across his palm and smiled at her, noticing that though she has said she must go, still she remains.

He swung off the yard arm and back onto the rigging. The sunset off to his left cast his skin in a rich golden hue. Rodger approached the woman and placed his hand around her waist as he looked into her eyes.

 

[katalynn]

Krysta ~

Damn those sunsets!!!!!
No... no not the that look... damn it. So many thoughts were screaming in my head, now his hands at my waist, couldn't break away from his stare. Those eyes of his held so much. Mind was screaming at my legs to move, legs disobeyed. Damn it!

That wild look came back into the deep blue eyes that stared back at him. Stepped out of his grasp, although there wasn't any where to go.

"Aye perhaps that treasure I seek will provide me a ship. As for my skills rotting. We'll just have to see, I'm don't let things slip that easily."

Why the hell am I feeling like this? I don't need him... but... errrr that damn sunset made him look so... so..
Bit my lower lip, trying to not think like that, turning to face away from him. Watching how the sun is SLOWLY setting across waters.

 

[corbetphantom]

Rodger Flint

She had felt so natural on his arm. He knew that she had pulled away but hesitantly. If he were to try once more perhaps...

He approached her from behind and held her by the waist again, his other hand grasping the ropes for support. He held her loosly but warmly and he gazed at the way the fading sunlight played across her neck. He held her closer and whispered into her ear.

"The sunset is lovely, is it not?"

 

[katalynn]

Krytsa ~

Really disliking this sunset... Toss it away with the she devil.
Damn why did he have to whisper in my ear, weakest spot I have and he found it without even knowing.

"Aye, it is."

This time my legs really betrayed me, not a good thing. Just the warmth of him next to me felt really good right now. That I could not deny. Still, I pushed away, reluctantly. Making the mistake of looking into his eyes,

"umm I - I ... can't do this...."

Spoke softly, closeing my eyes as I still felt the warmth of his breath against my ear. He could see that I was slowly becoming weaker.

 

[corbetphantom]

Rodger Flint

He smiled, hearing the huskiness to her voice and feeling her melt into his arms even deeper. He knew that her body had betrayed her. Even though she may have said that she couldn't do it, he knew that she very much wanted to. He held her tighter.

The two of them stared at the sunset for a moment and then Rodger spun her to face him and in one smooth move kissed her full on the mouth. His arm pulled her tight against him and stroked her back longlingly.

 

[katalynn]

His warmth washed over me, the embrace. Utterly frozen in place, head was screaming. The body only laughed, enjoying the attention it was receiving.
Just as the sun disappeared, I tried to speak again. To make up some excuse that I had to leave. Nope, that didn't happen! Gasp sharply as he spun me, landing in a kiss. A sweet kiss, not one of a drunk or any other that has tried to kiss me. Cept for Thomas, no-one can kiss like him.

There a moment of hesitation, not knowing what to do. Knowing what I should do, suddenly that faded. Heart was racing so hard I could have sworn he felt it. My hands gripped his shirt as the sensation broke free and kissed him back in return. Broke the kiss slowly and unwillingly.

"Please.. I mustn't.."

Words were broken into another kiss.

 

[corbetphantom]

Rodger Flint

The passion of the kiss was magnificent, and Rodger felt iot could get no better....and then she kissed him back. Rodger felt the pounding of her heart and knew that his own heart was heaving like the ocean below them.

He knew his impression was right when, after that first cataclysmically glorious kiss ended she tried again to resist and then, breaking her own proscription, she kissed him. Rodger opened his mouth willingly and pulled her tongue into his mouth and sucked gently on it.

His other arm, wrapped around the rope, finally embraced the beautiful creature before him. He gently strokes his hands lower and carressed Krysta's butt.

Rodger broke their second kiss and let his mouth roam across Krysta's neck and ears, nibbling and sucking gently.

 

[katalynn]

Being to late to resist any longer, ohh yea I did a real good job at resisting in the first place, thoughts of Thomas kept creeeping in my very emotional head. Even though it was hard to tell who was in the crows nest, he knew that was my favorite place.

Lust was over coming me like the sea did to our ship, even more so when he started on my neck and ear. Breathing picked up when his hand started to roam, melting completly in his arms.

"we... we should get down... I don't wish to get caught.... bad enough I can't be doing this..."

merely whispering rambles, guiding him down onto our knees. He felt so good, so... arousing.. that a stranger I barely met ... could have such power. Having the right touch.... his lips... Reaching my hands around to his back, clawing lightly down his spine.