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Hidden Lilly
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Will be responding soon and then going on a Histus until October 17th, 2021
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Will be responding soon and then going on a Histus until October 17th, 2021
3 yrs ago
Been working through some burnout lately, sorry for the slow responses. I'll be getting to it this week.
4 yrs ago
I've been trying my hand at streaming lately, feel free to join on Fridays 9-11pm EST! twitch.tv/lilly_of_dreams
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4 yrs ago
Guess who's back ;D
4 yrs ago
I'm taking a hiatus from Sept. 1-26th to handle some school stuff :)
Bio
Hello! My name is Lilly and this is a bit about me :3
I'm a Canadian role-player.
Atlantic Standard Time; UTC/GMT -4:00, Atlantic Daylight Time; UTC/GMT -3:00.
I like: Tea, Cats, Books, Music, Crafts etc.
I read: Fiction, Adventure/Epic Adventure, Fantasy/Dark Fantacy, Sci-Fi, Tragedy, Apocalyptic, Manga, Christian, Historical Fiction
I write: Romance, Adventure, War, Superpower/Superhero, Fantacy/Dark Fantacy, Apocalyptic
I used to write in larger rp groups and post an average of once per day at the free-casual level. Lately because of life circumstances, I've been participating in more 1x1 with an average posting rate of once every 1-2 weeks at the casual level.
I'm a Canadian role-player.
Atlantic Standard Time; UTC/GMT -4:00, Atlantic Daylight Time; UTC/GMT -3:00.
I like: Tea, Cats, Books, Music, Crafts etc.
I read: Fiction, Adventure/Epic Adventure, Fantasy/Dark Fantacy, Sci-Fi, Tragedy, Apocalyptic, Manga, Christian, Historical Fiction
I write: Romance, Adventure, War, Superpower/Superhero, Fantacy/Dark Fantacy, Apocalyptic
I used to write in larger rp groups and post an average of once per day at the free-casual level. Lately because of life circumstances, I've been participating in more 1x1 with an average posting rate of once every 1-2 weeks at the casual level.
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You are awesome EvilEdd
I'm at a loss for what to write. I think I've written myself, Phoebe and Katherin into a corner >.<
@Caits@KatherinWinter
I'm at a loss for what to write. I think I've written myself, Phoebe and Katherin into a corner >.<
@Caits@KatherinWinter
Sorry that took so long >.<
The weekends are hard for me to post on as that's when i'm doing most of the wedding planning.
The weekends are hard for me to post on as that's when i'm doing most of the wedding planning.
Daniel had only been in here a hand full of times. The captain was a conservative man, kept much information to himself. He never left out any important information that the crew needed though. It was only ever the captain in this room, maybe the quartermaster.
"We need t' get out o' here is what we need t' do." Daniel said gruffly. Despite him wanting to flee, his life on this ship was over and she was his only hope to keep his sole in his body. He had the idea to grab her and run but he dare not touch a woman, let alone the Demon of the Shadows, without an invitation. Daniel huffed, torn at what to do. After standing there conflicted for a few moments he finally crossed himself and began to rummage around in the room with her.
"What be so precious that ye be willin' t' risk ye life fer and the lives of yer crew?" He asked from across the room, combing through the upper shelves of a bookcase littered with all manner of things. He tossed papers on the ground as he looked, pulling books out of the way. A set of 3 books that were strangely standing upright fell off one of the lower shelves that he had moved on to. It landed with a thud and there was a small opening in the book case. Daniel crouched down to get a better look. His hand wouldn't fit in the small hole but he grabbed a utensil from the floor that the woman had flung off the table. The captain must have just finished dinner. Soon, he had fished out a small velvet bag. Holding onto it tightly he turned to get the attention of the fire haired woman.
"Is this what ye be lookin' fer?" He held it out to his side slightly, planning to use it as a bartering chip to find what she wanted so badly with him. She owed him that much after destroying his chances on this vessel. He thought he may be so bold as to ask her name, since he would likely be serving her upon her vessel.
"We need t' get out o' here is what we need t' do." Daniel said gruffly. Despite him wanting to flee, his life on this ship was over and she was his only hope to keep his sole in his body. He had the idea to grab her and run but he dare not touch a woman, let alone the Demon of the Shadows, without an invitation. Daniel huffed, torn at what to do. After standing there conflicted for a few moments he finally crossed himself and began to rummage around in the room with her.
"What be so precious that ye be willin' t' risk ye life fer and the lives of yer crew?" He asked from across the room, combing through the upper shelves of a bookcase littered with all manner of things. He tossed papers on the ground as he looked, pulling books out of the way. A set of 3 books that were strangely standing upright fell off one of the lower shelves that he had moved on to. It landed with a thud and there was a small opening in the book case. Daniel crouched down to get a better look. His hand wouldn't fit in the small hole but he grabbed a utensil from the floor that the woman had flung off the table. The captain must have just finished dinner. Soon, he had fished out a small velvet bag. Holding onto it tightly he turned to get the attention of the fire haired woman.
"Is this what ye be lookin' fer?" He held it out to his side slightly, planning to use it as a bartering chip to find what she wanted so badly with him. She owed him that much after destroying his chances on this vessel. He thought he may be so bold as to ask her name, since he would likely be serving her upon her vessel.
My posts may be sparse over the weekend, i'll try to get at least one a day in.
"Oy!" Daniel called, following her at a mad dash pace. He was surprised that she managed to get out of their hold, then again the whole ship was an old model. He figured that's why there were more guards there earlier. "Ye gon' cost me, me soul!" Daniel pondered what she had said sarcastically. 'Come wi' me if ye wan' off th' ship me arse, more like if ye wan' t' live.' Still, he followed her in hot pursuit, praying all the way to Sedna (Sea Goddess) that they wouldn't be found out.
Daniel had been checking his stock when the the entire vessel tipped with with an impact. He heard the crew scurry around, haste being maid to the gunning and poop decks.
"What th' bloody hell was 'at!?" he cursed, with only himself to hear it. He grabbed the pre-arranged bundle of herbs he had made for when fights came to the ship among other things, stuffing them in a rather large leather bag. It was soft with use but stained with salt. Slinging it over his body with one hand he reached for his pistol with the other, he had placed it on a nearby crate. Shoving it into his holster he flew up the well worn stairs. As he reached the upper gun deck, the Sailing Master's Mate called out to him.
"Daniel, the cap'n wants ye t' relieve the sailors watchin' the prisoner. We need the man pow'r more than a healer." The young man called. Daniel nodded in response and rather quickly made haste to the hold. Having to cross the poop deck, he saw that a large, dark vessel was in hot pursuit of their man of war 'Berenice'. Daniel practically slid down the stairs, bursting into the holding area.
"Go'n join the frey boys! The cap'n called all hands to the guns." he said, his heavy boots landing on the floorboards with heavy thumps as he advanced on them. "I got the wench, now get!" They took off at a run, smiling all the way. It was sick how these sailors both feared and reveled in a fight. As soon as they were alone, he turned to the woman in chains.
"Be this yer ship?" he demanded, perturbed by the attack. His fate was sealed. Either he leave with her, his being sent here a stoke of luck or fate, or face death at his twisted captain's hand. The cannons roared, feet fell heavy on the boards above them, cheers erupted. Thankful, Daniel didn't hear much splintering of wood. He was begining to connect the dots, why she was the one to be kidnapped, the new ship the overheard the cap'n and quartermaster discussing... "Yer damned vessel be the one the cap'n after." he growled, peeved at the situation but not hostile.
"What th' bloody hell was 'at!?" he cursed, with only himself to hear it. He grabbed the pre-arranged bundle of herbs he had made for when fights came to the ship among other things, stuffing them in a rather large leather bag. It was soft with use but stained with salt. Slinging it over his body with one hand he reached for his pistol with the other, he had placed it on a nearby crate. Shoving it into his holster he flew up the well worn stairs. As he reached the upper gun deck, the Sailing Master's Mate called out to him.
"Daniel, the cap'n wants ye t' relieve the sailors watchin' the prisoner. We need the man pow'r more than a healer." The young man called. Daniel nodded in response and rather quickly made haste to the hold. Having to cross the poop deck, he saw that a large, dark vessel was in hot pursuit of their man of war 'Berenice'. Daniel practically slid down the stairs, bursting into the holding area.
"Go'n join the frey boys! The cap'n called all hands to the guns." he said, his heavy boots landing on the floorboards with heavy thumps as he advanced on them. "I got the wench, now get!" They took off at a run, smiling all the way. It was sick how these sailors both feared and reveled in a fight. As soon as they were alone, he turned to the woman in chains.
"Be this yer ship?" he demanded, perturbed by the attack. His fate was sealed. Either he leave with her, his being sent here a stoke of luck or fate, or face death at his twisted captain's hand. The cannons roared, feet fell heavy on the boards above them, cheers erupted. Thankful, Daniel didn't hear much splintering of wood. He was begining to connect the dots, why she was the one to be kidnapped, the new ship the overheard the cap'n and quartermaster discussing... "Yer damned vessel be the one the cap'n after." he growled, peeved at the situation but not hostile.
Pirate curses, insults and general common phrases :)
http://theblackbunny.blogspot.ca/2009/07/pirate-talk-101-one-of-best-parts.html
http://theblackbunny.blogspot.ca/2009/07/pirate-talk-101-one-of-best-parts.html
Against his will, Daniel smirked and her snide remark towards the guards. The woman certainly had fire in her, but hellfire? She had been calm with him thus far but who was to say that things couldn't change.
Daniel landed on top of her with a thud. He cursed himself for being careless and potentially undoing the work he just did. As she spoke he hesitated but nodded softly against her skin before pushing himself up off her.
"Stupid, girl." he growled, looking his work over. Her words spread though him like ice. The ship was to be attacked, and if his captain found out he knew then his life would end right there. He should tell the captain but, she trusted him enough to tell him. That in and of itself stumped his mind. He did not want to be used, he was no pawn to be toyed with. It was the strain underneath her urgent tone that made him think her intentions may not be all that cruel. He wasn't sure, he couldn't act now. Daniel decided to play it off.
"Back 'n th' hold wi' 'er." He instructed, standing. To his relief, his work had held up but no doubt caused her pain. Daniel packed up his things to return to his side of the ship. All the while he pondered what to do with this new information.
Daniel landed on top of her with a thud. He cursed himself for being careless and potentially undoing the work he just did. As she spoke he hesitated but nodded softly against her skin before pushing himself up off her.
"Stupid, girl." he growled, looking his work over. Her words spread though him like ice. The ship was to be attacked, and if his captain found out he knew then his life would end right there. He should tell the captain but, she trusted him enough to tell him. That in and of itself stumped his mind. He did not want to be used, he was no pawn to be toyed with. It was the strain underneath her urgent tone that made him think her intentions may not be all that cruel. He wasn't sure, he couldn't act now. Daniel decided to play it off.
"Back 'n th' hold wi' 'er." He instructed, standing. To his relief, his work had held up but no doubt caused her pain. Daniel packed up his things to return to his side of the ship. All the while he pondered what to do with this new information.
Ohhh, that is so exciting :3 I'm looking forward to it!
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