Defender Of The Faith

Elizabeth Cox - Former Lieutenant Commander of The Bishop - Sister of Evelyn Cox

[noahackerman-blog]

“Honestly, I don’t see what the problem is. The water’s fantastic.”

[lieutenant-commanderelizabe-blog]

“It’s what’s in the water, young man. There is a reason locals avoid it. You should too.” 

[norman-westcott-blog]

“Gracefully? Hell, you’re still probably one of the loveliest ladies I’ve laid eyes on – no disrespect intended. I’m just…” He glanced her over warily, as if she held some magic power he couldn’t comprehend. “I’m just shocked, I ‘spose. I don’t even feel the wounds anymore.”

[lieutenant-commanderelizabe-blog]

“No disrespect felt.” She smiled in amusement than shrugged, putting her things away. She glanced at him after she finished, seeing that he still seemed shocked by the revelation. “Do not worry to much into it, captain. You will soon see that things are a little...odd around here. I am hardly the most shocking thing on this island.” She patted his arm than stood up. “Would you like something to drink or eat before you leave?”

[matthias-salvatore-blog]

Desertion was a criminal offense, and they hanged you for it, good reason or not. He wondered why the Endeavour wasn’t concerned with her desertion. Perhaps because of her reputation, but that was a perversion of justice. Probably because there were so many pirates about, and priorities.

 She had a compelling story, however, and the slight crease that had formed on his brow eased after he decided to let it go, despite the fact that the Navy wasn’t something you could pick up and drop as it became inconvenient. His large dark eyes met hers. 

“P-pirates t-took f-from me the only f-family I’ve ever h-had,” he said very quietly. “T-they murdered it, and laughed about it after. I’m in the Navy to kill as many p-pirates as murder innocents, Ms Cox. To make the s-seas even s-slightly s-safer. I w-will f-fail in t-this. B-but I am s-still g-going to do as I p-promised, and I p-promised t-that my w-work w-will not b-be f-finished until every murderer is w-wiped f-from the f-face of the earth. Even if t-that eventually includes me.”

[lieutenant-commanderelizabe-blog]

She could see the veiled judgement in his eyes, or at least she thought she saw it. There is a reason she never wanted to go back to England, How would she ever explain fully what happened? What she left the navy and decided to live among pirates. No one could understand. 

Than the boy started to explain why the navy was for him, she was already was filling the story in her head, about how he wanted honor, and he wanted to protect the innocent and all that naive crap. So she almost missed what he was saying exactly. She stared at him for a few moments, her expression mixed with admiration and a tad bit of horror after he finished. When she finally processed what he said, she finally spoke up. “Would you like some tea, Lieutenant? You look like you need some tea.” She stood up and went to the kitchen.

[norman-westcott-blog]

“The Bishop?” He glanced at her again, practically doing a double take. “No way in hell! I mean, I don’t much know my Navy history, so I might be wrong about this, but ain’t the Bishop the one that was lost near twenty years back – or was it fifty now?” 

[lieutenant-commanderelizabe-blog]

“It was 20.” She answered and smiled in amusement. “And let’s just say I age gracefully.” She knew she looked nothing her real age but she hoped he wouldn't press. She finished bandaging him up and looked him over. “Are there any other wounds you are worried about?”

[wnq-writers]

There’s a fire in my heart, don’t get close if you’re afraid of being burned.

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[norman-westcott-blog]

“You in the Navy?” He winced slightly as she began to clean his cuts, but otherwise, she had gripped hold of his entire attention. “I ain’t seen you on the Endeavor, and I’m captain.” 

[lieutenant-commanderelizabe-blog]

Elizabeth snorted with laughter, moving to another cut to clean. “Captain huh?” She pulled away to look at him than held out her hand. “Than let me introduce myself, Captain. I am Retired Lieuntenant Commander Elizabeth Cox of the Bishop. At your service, sir.” 

[matthias-salvatore-blog]

There was a moment of silence as the boy took in this information, and then slowly, almost invisibly, he nodded. He wasn’t sure how he was supposed to do that, he wasn’t about to start swaggering about and butchering his grammar, but he would try. “Ms Cox,” he asked quietly, “w-why did you leave the N-navy? Commodore s-says you’re one of the b-best w-we ever h-had.”

[lieutenant-commanderelizabe-blog]

“He did?” Elizabeth nearly snorted. “There are many reasons, actually. But the main was because I wanted to make another life for me and my sister. She left to sail on a pirate ship while I was at sea and when I came home, I swore I would find her again. And I did.” Elizabeth shrugged. “I had no reason to stay in. “ Elizabeth than looked at him. “Why are you in the navy, Lieutenant?” 

[evelyn-cox-blog-blog]

Evelyn let out a loud laugh as she dashed up the stairs. “No you ain’t!” She called out as she darted into a side room, shutting the door and leaning against it so Elizabeth couldn’t get in.

[lieutenant-commanderelizabe-blog]

Elizabeth reached the door just as Evelyn closed and she rolled her eyes and playfully banged on the door than leaned against it, resting her head against the wood. “Remember when you did this when we lived in England.” Elizabeth smiled at the memory.

[norman-westcott-blog]

He followed her commands, not one to argue with the owner of a house he was in. “How can I repay you? I don’t like takin’ charity.” 

[lieutenant-commanderelizabe-blog]

“This is no charity.” Elizabeth answered and walked over to him and started to clean out his cuts. “Just a navy woman helping a navy man, nothing charitable about it.” 

[wnq-writers]

not interested in beauty for beauty’s sake. give me a poem with teeth. hold a knife against the throat of language and demand more

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[thelustfulsecret]

“Uh, uh uh,” he tutted, wagging his finger at her as if she were some petulant child demanding for something that wasn’t hers. “Please and thank yous’ hun, or did your parents forget to instill any manners in your poor soul.” The woman was clearly not in the best of states to be in right now, but Capo found only amusement in her current predicament.

[lieutenant-commanderelizabe-blog]

She was not in the mood to deal with this, she tries to stand but her head spins so she quickly sits down again, putting her hand on her head. “How can I thank you if I don’t know what the hell you did? “ She snapped, glaring at him

[norman-westcott-blog]

He let out a sigh of relief over her reaction. He could handle a punch, but that didn’t mean he exactly was in search of one at the moment. “I don’t believe in luck, ma’am. I believe in good people, and it looks like I just found one.”

[lieutenant-commanderelizabe-blog]

“You should.” Only a few moments later, they were at her home. She quickly motioned him inside before closing the door before they drew attention. “Sit, I will find something to fix you up.” 

[interstxllcr]

     “Amongst themselves. Rare to find one so persistent in badgering me. Usually, they know better.”

     Lori went behind her bar to grab the girl her drink, returning thereafter to place it in front of her.

[lieutenant-commanderelizabe-blog]

“Well, Times are becoming tensed. They have forgotten their manners.” Elizabeth took the wine when it was placed in front of her. “I would offer my help but you seem perfectly okay without any.” Elizabeth smiled.

[norman-westcott-blog]

“No need to be gettin’ all upset. I’m the one that’s bleeding, remember?” He sniffled slightly, eyeing her warily. “Someone tried to shoot someone, and I didn’t much appreciate that. Here I am.” 

[lieutenant-commanderelizabe-blog]

“Bleeding means nothing.” Elizabeth looked him over before she heard what he said. “You're navy?” She was surprised, maybe the blood did make him more...roguish if that was the right word. She looked around before she motioned him to follow her. “You sure are lucky to have run into me.” She may not be part of the Navy anymore but that did not mean she wanted any of the members killed, not on her watch

[notquitedrowned-deactivated2015]

Frank breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed who it was he’d bumped into. He quickly shook his head in answer, but then remembered that words were appreciated among the navy. “No ma’m, not so far at least…” He said, following her to the side of the street to avoid the flow of people. “But then again my face isn’t as, uh, wel known, as some of the others, so that might be a key factor to it.”

Not having a rank of any worth in the Navy sometimes sucked when aboard the ship, but on land and among pirates Frank was glad that he could hide easily enough. 

[lieutenant-commanderelizabe-blog]

Elizabeth looked around them again but no one seem to notice them talking. They all seemed worried enough about themselves. “Good, Good.” Elizabeth took a breath, than fixed scarf she put over her hair to hide herself. She was easily recognized as Navy, even though she wore no uniform or bore no rank, she was more than enough navy for the mob. “I guess I am not much help to your invisibility. I shall leave, I just wanted to make sure that you were okay.” Once crew members, always crew members, at least least she thought of it like that. “And sorry for bumping into you.” 

[interstxllcr]

     “Something sweeter, perhaps?“

     “I’ll bring out the honey wine for you to try.”

[lieutenant-commanderelizabe-blog]

“That sounds lovely.” Elizabeth smiled at her before looking around the bar. “Is it common for the men here to cause problems?”

[lovemaryreeves-blog]

Mary was relieved to be let in. “Thank you.” She told Elizabeth. She waited for the tea, and for the two to be settled in before starting. “Do you still think about the island very much?”

[lieutenant-commanderelizabe-blog]

Elizabeth was not expecting that, She actually did not put much thought into what Mary would say but Elizabeth could say she did not expect that question. “Of course I think of it. But I try not too, causes nightmares which I try to avoid.” She sipped her tea. “What of you, Mary?” She watched her curiously over her cup.