#ofrcvenge

[thesunsingsforthem]

“Why?! I don’t get it! Why can’t we help out?!” - Elena / intothelifestrcam

“Because I don’t need help.” Aideen replied, looking very done with the conversation. “You can go goody two shoes somewhere else, I don’t need help, never have, and never will.”This was said despite a darkening stain of red along one arm, deep bruising on her fists, and a look of exhaustion that suffused her form.

[thesunsingsforthem]

“See? Everything’s alright.” - Aerith / intothelifestrcam

Rowan crept out of her hiding spot, looking around with wide eyes at the now empty church and the kind lady in pink who had apparently told the suited men to leave. “How... why... thank you.” She finally managed, clearly confused from the events that had happened all so very fast, but glad to have a moment of calm.

[toodamnloyal]

Happy birthday, lad. There be some thin’ on yer desk. Somethin’ small, I dunno if ye’ll like it..”

“For me?” Immediately Theodore looked behind him like the gift might suddenly appear. The young officer-turned-pirate was almost humming with energy, and he quickly lept forward to wrap Barbossa in a hug before darting to his cabin.

[terrorcaptain]

“Many happy returns, old man.” Ross was smiling warmly, and sure enough — straight in for a hug! -frozcnhours

Francis accepted the hug happily, “Let us hope some birthday luck will bring us a good find.” He looked towards the cabin windows, “A lifetime supply of tea and a heard of Antarctic cows, hm?”

@frozcnhours

[terrorcaptain]

💎💎💎 - Ross / frozcnhours

“Two many kittens to hold, uniforms but not the formality that comes with them... informal uniforms. An unbroken, trust and faith filled friendship that is simply irreplaceable.”

[terrorcaptain]

💎💎💎 - Loredis / fromthedepthsofthepages

“The gentle lights of the aurora australis, soft candlelight and warm tea... comfort and the pain of separation after being in close company for years on end.”

[terrorcaptain]

"You know I do love you. But, Francis, our situation is impossible. Why, oh why, did you ask me again?" - Sophy / frozcnhours.

@frozcnhours

Another rejection. Francis should have been quite used to them by now but it still hurt, it still filled him with a cold worse than that he had lived through in his expeditions, a stiff drink would soothe it afterwards. He kept his character calm though and accepted the answer of his latest attempt, he would climb higher in the navy and try again.

“I am a man of impossible odds.” He tried to joke but if she felt love for him, surely, surely she and Sir John would see past his heritage, he had proven himself time and time again that it did not matter that he was Irish, that he could get as high as he was despite it would mean something.

“I ask you again because determination is all a man like me can have, a heart of hope and one that I think you know already belongs to only you.”

[terrorcaptain]

"Can I get you anything, Captain? Perhaps a nice cup of tea before you go to sleep, sir?" - Jopson / frozcnhours.

@frozcnhours

Francis poured over his charts for a moment longer, trying to see if there was any indication in them of a possible way out of where it was they had ended up stuck, sulking with the command on Erebus was all he could really stand to do with them at present, though he glanced to Jopson a moment later, a worthy and welcomed comfort.

“A tea wouldn’t go amiss.” He confirmed and watched him thoughtfully for a moment, “Or some company if you do not want to disturb Diggle for use of his stove?” He had whiskey still, he would sleep better on that anyway, if he went to sleep at all that night.