1X1 With Talon the Mad King

[Talon the Mad King]

william horatio pellew II--

that was a surprise, at least. he did not expect to be given the opportunity to dine with his crew. if it was his own ship, he would have separated the higher-ranking officers from the sailors and the rest of the crew, due to the issue of mutiny. at least, he would have if he had room on his vessel for prisoners. it would take a fool to use the opportunity for conspiracies, however, due to being sheerly outnumbered. "thank you, sir." he found himself saying, with a small nod of his head. William would not bow to this captain, no, but he did deserve a small bow.

he would have asked more questions, but the quick opening and banging on the door stopped the words in his throat. it was the quartermaster, mr. cook, with a small boy hanging from the shirt on his back. he was shaking like a leaf, knees slightly drawn up and tiny hands held to his chest. he realized that it was the cabin boy that he saw earlier. he felt pity, but his face continued to be a strict mask. even the boy's small sniffles did not perturb him.


edward kennedy--

good lad, he thought, a very small smile pricking at the edge of his lips. it almost grew when he found out that William would be dining with them. this smile, however, was killed when the door was smashed open. from the inconsistencies aboard, it didn't make him jump or even sharply turn around. calmly turning, he couldn't help but gulp at the sight of the cabin boy shaking in the arms of the quartermaster. they didn't whip boys in the Navy. . . maybe a slap to the hands if they stole, or a long time of deck cleaning if they told a lie, but he couldn't help but feel dread at the sight of the boy. with the captain's temperament, he wouldn't be surprised if the young lad was tossed overboard.


cabin boy wayne--

he let out a very loud squeak as he was hauled up, and curled himself in as instinct as the door was whipped open and he laid eyes on the enemy crew. they seemed quite scary, as stern as his captain, and he couldn't help but shake more. do they enjoy this? why were they not surprised?! he quickly glanced over and saw two boys about his age, one starting wide-eyed at him. new friends! no, they were the enemy! he then saw his captain.

he began to sniff, and he casted his eyes to the ground and stretched to place his feet on the ground, which was quite hard because of the way cook was holding him. he needed to look strong. however, he couldn't help the quiet whimper that escaped him.

[Kendall Roy]

C A P T A I N . H A M I L T O N

The Captain nodded at the other Captains bow.He appreciated this small gesture,even though it was probably forced.

Cook appeared in the door way holding up on of the cabin boys,who looked terrified.He didn't want to hurt the boy.But he needed to do something.He was a feared pirate,he needed to keep up his reputation regardless of his prisoners views.
He had a duty as a Captain to enforce rules,regulations and punishments.

Cook looked too enthusiastic about the current situation.He could been sadistic and cruel;most of the time,but this is what made him a successful member of his crew and his Quartermaster.

Q U A R T E R M A S T E R . C O O K

"This litter bugger was ear wigging!"Cook declared loudly shaking the boy.
"What should we do with him Cap'n?"Cook asked grinning slightly.
"I think something that would make sure he never does this again!"He declared again looking directly at the Captain.
His eyes drifted over the other crew.He laughed slightly at their expressions of horror.

M I D S H I P M A N . B A R B A R A

George's eyes widened at the sight of the Quarter master holding up the young cabin boy.The boy wasn't much younger than him.He didn't want to know what the Captain would do to the boy,regardless of what he had done he didn't serve to be punished.
In a different time,and if the other boy wasn't his "sworn enemy" they could have been friends.

[Talon the Mad King]

william horatio pellew II--

his eyes narrowed at the quartermaster as his eyes raked over them. the glee that was written upon his face was appalling, revolting really. the motion of kennedy standing drew him into action. squaring up and rolling his eyes at the quartermaster, he glanced over at his crew. kennedy was instinctively guarding his crew, while bush was staring at the quartermaster with a look of disgust. "your quartermaster takes to his duties quite. . . liberally." he commented lightly, looking back at the quartermaster with a deep frown. even though punishment was required (as by the articles of war), he still could not understand how someone could do it with such glee and enjoyment.

cabin boy wayne--

being terrified was one thing, but being shaken was another. his brave little stance was ruined, and the sniffling began once more. he thought he was tough and strong, but the thought of being able to not to listen again. . . he started to shake harder. stupid other boys, blasted curiosity. he would not rat them out, however- he was honorable beyond measure.

[Kendall Roy]

Q U A R T E R M A S T E R . C O O K

Cook shot the Captain Pellew with a frown of annoyance and irritation."Excuse me Mr la-di-da,you are not the Captain of this ship."Cook spat at the other Captain as he pretty much threw Wayne onto the floorboard at his feet.

C A P T A I N . H A M I L T O N

Captain Hamilton stared at both Cook and the poor cabin boy.He rubbed his temple trying to force himself to decided how to react.
He sighed as he spoke up."The boy can go.Supper will be served soon and I will decide what his punishment will be tomorrow.If he does anything else today inform me immediately and I will deal with his accordingly.But right now the boy isn't our main priority at this time and sorting him out now will just be a waste of our time."

Q U A R T E R M A S T E R . C O O K

"Fine.Captain.As you wish.I'll go an see when supper will be ready."Cook half spat half agreed staring coldly into the eyes of the poor boy.He let out a animalistic growl at Wayne as he stormed out of the cabin slamming the door behind him.

[Talon the Mad King]

william horatio pellew II--

clenching his jaw at the quartermaster's comment, he stayed as ridged as always. no need to show anger and bow to the same perpetrator's level, after all. glancing out of his eye at Kennedy, he noticed that his fist was clenched at his eyes were narrowed at the quartermaster. a stern look from his captain was all it took to make him place his hands carefully behind his back and stand at attention. captain Hamilton may rule by fear, but on his ship he ruled by strict discipline.

the lack of respect towards his captain made his eyebrow shoot up. on his ship he would have been sent to be flogged, or his old body would have to climb the riggings until he dropped from exhaustion. again, he kept silent, even when one of his own midshipmen ran over to help the poor cabin boy. at least, attempted to.

edward kennedy--

blasted seadog! I bet he doesn't know how to even rig a ship or navigate, lazy son of a bi- his thoughts were quieted when William shot him a glance. straightening his back and watching the scene unfold before his eyes, he couldn't help but twitch when the cabin boy was thrown to the ground. at least it wasn't a flinch. he sprung into action when midshipmen smith rushed forward to help the cabin boy.

grabbing him by the back of the coat, he pulled him back. "but sir!" he squeaked, but Edward glared him down.

"this is not our ship, mr. smith. we do not interfere with the politics of a foreign power." he almost-growled as smith blushed in embarrassment. after smith went back to his spot next to midshipmen Barbara, he glanced over at captain Hamilton.


cabin boy wayne--

letting out a small, hoarse squeak, he crashed onto the floorboards. he immediately took to scrabbling away from the quartermaster, eyes wide. shooting a glance back at the captain in surprise at the lack of a sentence, he quickly looked back at the quartermaster. the growl sent shivers up his spine, and he scooted farther away in terror.