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Billy Bones

@_billy_bonesrp

The death of my wife Abigail brings me back to Nassau, searching for life on the Account as I once knew it (RP+18) #CarpeDiemRP (Not Tom Hopper)

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calendar_today12-09-2016 02:31:35

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[Sitting in my cabin, long legs stretched out in front of me, knocking back the last of who knows how many cups of rum, the full moon high in the sky throwing a shaft of milky moonlight across the table at my elbow. Grabbing the bottle, I pour myself another drink, spilling ~

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more of the alcohol on my bare chest than makes it into the cup. My /discussion/ with Captain John Silver playing through my mind over and over. Snorting, who am I kidding, that was no discussion. He came her with the sole purpose of threatening me. Knocking back what little rum ~

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Captain John Silver made it in the cup. Who the fuck does he think he is? He walked away from Nassau......walked away from his life there......walked away from his /throne/. A throne /I/ handed him. /I/ made him King of Nassau......King of the pirates. He /owes/ his life to /me/! Foregoing ~

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the cup, I drink deeply directly from the bottle. That cache of gems, buried on Skeleton Island, belongs to /us/.......all of us......not just him! Thinking of his daughter. Even though she is the spitting image of Kelly in her youth, that young woman is just like her father.~

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Headstrong, stubborn, she wants what she wants.......and she wants it /now/. If I don't help her.......she'll find another way, I'm sure of that. Don't know if Silver realizes just how dead set on this she really is. And I believe she would be fair in the division of the ~

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treasure. Smiling slightly, I remember the day of the Pirate meeting at the Barlow house.......damn if Sammy, only 10 years old at the time, won over the hardened hearts of every dog in the room. If that girl set her mind to conquering Nassau, she'd have the support of every~

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pirate still there. Fuck, even /I'd/ follow that little slip of a girl. I begin to wonder just how loyal Silver's men are to /him/....... maybe it ain't him, maybe it's /her/ they're waiting to take command. He's old, he's weak, sitting in his office, dictating. She's young ~

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vibrant, ready to /lead/. Leaning back in the large leather chair, resting my head against the back, holding the bottle, balancing it on my knee, that day comes to mind. I may have been held prisoner by Rogers, but my heart was /always/ with my brothers. Something Silver ~

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wouldn't understand, his reasons selfish.......to get the woman he was in love with back by his side - while having another woman who loved him waiting for his return. How Kelly ever took him back after that, I'll /never/ understand. She deserves so much better than him. ~

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Sitting up, I pull the inkwell and a piece of parchment and begin writing a drunken rambling letter.......Once signed I shout] Matthias! Get your arse in here! [The young boy on my crew used as a messenger and cook's assistant enters my cabin. Holding the sealed parchment in a ~

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shaking hand.] Take this to Samantha Silver.......at the apothecary shop in the morning, /not/ her house. Make sure you put it into /her/ hand only.......without being seen.....understand? [the boy nods and leaves my cabin, closing the door behind him. Taking another deep ~

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pull from the rum bottle, I get up from the chair unsteadily, grabbing the edge of the table to keep from falling over, my head spinning in a drunken stupor. Stumbling to my bunk I collapse onto the mattress, falling into drunken blackness]