Edward Kenway

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I was in some bad depressing days without good reason. Who has depression will probably understand that hopelessness and no desire to do a single thing. I’m returning now and I thought, as I always had a problem with people not seeing my side-blogs, I decided to create a multi-muse blog. I’m still transfering my muses to this new blog but this should take a while cuz it also follows my will to rp with those muses.

I won’t delete any relationship or interaction that happened with those muses unless you prefer that way. If so, let me know :3

The new url is rp-kagome-chan-muses and when a new muse is ready, I will post something there. PLEASE FOLLOW XD

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Eu tava em uns dias ruins e depressivos sem muito motivo. Quem tem depressão vai provavelmente entender essa desesperança e falta de vontade de fazer qualquer coisa. Estou voltando agora e pensei, eu sempre tive problema em as pessoas não vendo meus side-blogs, então eu decidi criar um multi-muse blog. Eu ainda estou transferindo os muses para esse novo blog mas isso vai levar um tempo também porque segue minha vontade de turnar nesses muses.

Eu não vou deletar nenhum relacionamento ou interação que aconteceu com esses muses a não ser que você queira. Se sim, me avise :3

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Seguinte, eu vou viajar dia 10 e só volto dia 22. Devo voltar morta então só devo aparecer dia 23. Não vou levar pc e o celular até vai mas a probabilidade de que eu apareça aqui é muito nula.

Eu ia ficar aqui por hoje já que a viagem é só amanhã a noite mas eu to só o caco. Eu to muito mal. Não conseguirei ficar aqui. Então… é isso. Não esqueçam de mim, volto no final do mês. Beijinhos :*

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I’ll be travelling from 10 until 22 of january. I’ll probably arrive very tired so I’ll probably only login here on the 23rd. I won’t take the computer. I’ll take my mobile with me but the probability that I’ll login here is very low.

“This….Will keep me safe on land, my immortality will follow me anywhere I go but still caution should be kept. This ties me to the ship when I’m away from it, keeping me protected. The same happening if it were in your hands and you and I were apart. As long as it is with you I would be safe. As long as it is with my true Captain, I am safe no matter how many oceans are between us. I will be safe and as will you. Ask it of me and I can save you from death but at a cost. I would lose my immortality if it meant saving you from death. Then again, I would do anything to keep you alive.”

Her hand rose to cup his face, pushing some hair behind his ear as she smiled up at him. Adoration shone in her eyes and everything around them seemed to halt, almost as if the two of them were in their own little bubble. Well, until they were interrupted.

“Cap'n…Ma'am, you’re gonna love what’s down in the hold.” Birtwhistle, their Coxswain, said to them as he approached, holding up a shiny gold coin that Jack instantly snatched from him before hurrying down to the hold.

He let those thoughts fly out of his mind while listening carefully to what she was saying, keeping each word on his memory.

-- Got it but let’s hope we don’t need nothing drastic. -- He said putting his hand lightly and gently under her chin.

“I’m alright, nothing that can’t be fixed.” She assured him, her blue eyes shinning brightly up at him. Though blood stained her face her eyes still shone bright, life still burning within her. At his affection she leaned into his hand, her eyes half closing as her smile turned soft, it was the little things she loved. Her want for the Spaniards head was gone and instead was filled with concern towards her Captain and to the trinket he held.

The second the fight was over she dropped to her knees, exhausted, battered and bruised, waving to her Crew members that she was alright. She had watched from the sidelines and had grinned when the Spaniard had spied her, their eyes had locked as Edward cut of his head and the last thing the Spaniard had seen was her true Captain and that filled her with triumph. Soon she was rising to her feet, walking across the ramps that connected the two ships and walked among the remaining Spanish crew members. Some remembered her, others didn’t and those that did remember she picked out. Oh they would pay, they would all pay.  “Put them in the brig.” Jack said to her crew, motioning towards those that knew her, those that remembered her. She paused by one though, one face she knew very well and stood in front of him with her hands clasped in front of her. She knew should Edward learn of the entire hell she had went through this man would be dead along with his Captain. But this revenge was her own and the Lieutenant flinched away from her as she leaned down to look him in the eye. “Now you will know what hell really feels like.” 

Her words were dark, a whisper and filled with venom that would scare maybe even the hardest of men. She motioned for her Crew members to take him and lock him away with the others before she continued to prowl along the deck. Those that didn’t know her they would be given a choice, join or die. Simple and while they decide what to do she was moving to inspect the ship. Her gaze upon the canons and eyeing her own vessel to see how many would fit on her ship. 

“I want as many that can fit, keep in mind I can hold 46 but make sure there is enough shot to support 46.” Jack shouted to her crew members before her eyes turned to land on Edward. She no doubt looked quite the sight as did her vessel but that solution would be dealt shortly, once they stripped this Frigate for all it was worth. 

-- Search the ship for anything valuable that we can sell or use to repair the Jackdaw from any damage made. -- he said.. shouted... to the crew while she was walking to join them. -- Anything to replenish our ship with what it’s lacking. And all the rum.

He saw how she stoped in one of the mans, but said nothing. For now at least. He was walking to where the ones who didn’t know her were gathered to choose between die or join them so he could weigh both decisions in case they didn’t see how deadly he could be. But he was always looking with the connor of his eye to her so, when she approached him, he stopped. The new recruits or new deads could wait some minutes.

-- I have been worse. You? -- he said while passing the sleeve of his clothes on his mouth, wiping some blood on his mouth. He looked at her, and with the other sleeve, wiped a bit of her blood in her face too.

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She had paced the deck as they attacked, her hands flicking to reload each canon, her crew arming them and her firing them. She guided each canon ball to it’s destination, take out the mast, take out the rudder, take out a few crew members and incapacitate the ship. She would sink it after, she would the Spanish bastard watch as she sunk his ship and then she would have his head. She didn’t care for the trouble it could bring them, didn’t care for caution at all right now her anger was surging, the wind was howling and the rain that slapped against their skin was on their side. The rolling waves took most of the enemy fire and she briefly heard Edward’s words over all the commotion. She had made to move to his side when the enemy ship got a lucky and their canon balls tore into her wood. The scream that left her lips was mostly out of shock, it had been so long since she had felt enemy canon fire that the pain had long since been forgotten. She had stumbled against the railing and clutched at her body as the pain ran through. Blood seeping through and darkening her already red dress. She would heal in time, the power she would get from sinking the ship would heal her wounds but for now she moved to Edward’s side.

-- I will take it back -- he answered to her with conviction in the voice

Upon seeing that it was now possible to board the enemy Frigate, he runned to do just it. It was simple, it was a second nature for him. Board the enemy ship and kill everyone that stood between him and the son of a bitch. He didn’t waste much time with the lesser enemies that so foolish thought they could defeat him. Hidden blades, swords, knifes, pistols. The man was a killing machine.

He quickly found the captain son of a bitch and started fighting him with. He didn’t want to kill with too fast, he first needed to be sure he had the tricket. So the fight was accompanied by a angry conversation between them. Soon, the man was lying on the floor above a pool of blood his own blood with a broken piece of wood tucked into your hip, still alive. Piece of wood that belonged to the Spanish Frigate helm. Edward was searching for the tricket on the captain’s room and upon finding it, he walked to the man, looked at him and grabbed his hair lifting his head. The man coughed blood a little and looked to Edward with hate before Edward cut the man’s head with his sword and his strong arm.

She stood and watched him as he worked, her hands clasped in front of her before she turned to look at her canons. She inspected each and every one of them, her fingers flicking to arm and prime each and everyone of them. Soon she would hold her full amount, soon there would be 62 guns on her deck and then they’d see how powerful she could be. 

She picked up on the ship long before they saw it, her head snapping to the East and her eyes tuning into a tiny blink on the horizon and a shift of her gaze and a lifting of her hand to point in that direction was all she gave to Edward before they were heading in that direction. Her joy quickly turned sinister at the sight of the Spanish Frigate and the sneer etched itself onto her face as she glared at the ship. 

Oh, she hated Frigates.

But what quickly stood out to her was the Captain on that ship and she backed away from the railing in horror. Her anger surged rapidly and the skies darkened as a storm began to rage.

“He has something that belongs to me.” Jack snarled as she turned to face her Crew and look up at her Captain. “That Spanish bastard has a pendant that belongs to me, a precious trinket that has been with me since birth. A trinket that allows to me to remain immortal on land, I want it back and I want his head.”

There was a hint of desperation in her voice, a very clear hatred towards the man who had her before Edward, towards the Spaniard that had treated her so horribly. The Spaniard who downsized her, a pain she had been forced to watch and endure in an attempt to get her to obey him but ever since Flint broke her heart she had became so careful. Since Edward had taken her over things had been so much better and she couldn’t help but grown quite fond of him. Quite being the prominent word there.

“I want his head.” Jack snarled  even darker than before.

This moment that was quite happy actually, was interrupted but the Spanish Frigate. Unlike her, he liked the frigates. Sinking and looting they were a good way to stretch their legs and arms. And sometimes he could even find something interesting for his ship or for his crew or maybe himself. Sometimes he hoped that among the coins and lifes he could steal from the ship, he would also find food. The menu at sea was hardly the best and he liked good food. Those things fade from his mind when he saw her face and the skies darkening as a storm began to rage.

Along with the crew, he listened to her words. He could see how serious she was, and angry. Probably the crew could see that too, some of them got a little (or a lot) scared, mainly with the sky darkening. 

-- And his head you shall have -- he said out loud to her and then started to scream to the crew -- You all heard the lady. -- he also shouted other instructions and soon the Jackdaw’s crew was attacking the Frigate without mercy and with just enough caution so they wouldn’t sink the ship before having its captain’s head.

(( 5 remaining threads to reply. Two in @under-the-black-flag, two in @reader-fairy , one in @magic-surfing-in-the-sea. But,… I started playing Final Fantasy XV ^^ “(I love good Christmas presents). So … they’ll stay for tomorrow. But relax, I’m catching up XD I really don’t have anymore theads to reply than those. Not one. I just dropped the ones on @the-tattooed-ghoul  and @kianumaka-mana. If you think I’m missing something, tell me :3 ))

((5 turnos restantes pra responder. dois no @under-the-black-flag, dois na @reader-fairy, um na @magic-surfing-in-the-sea. Mas, todavia, entretanto… comecei a jogar Final Fantasy XV ^^” (adoro presentes de Natal bons). então… fica pra amanhã. mas relaxem q estou tirando os atrasos XD eu realmente não tenho mais nenhum turno pra responder além desses. Nem um. Só droppei os na @the-tattooed-ghoul​  e @kianumaka-mana. Se vc acha q eu estou perdendo algum, avise :3))

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firstly, a thousand apologies for my disappearance. My dog did a surgery recently, it has been really tiring to take care of him, so I really do not have the strength to respond to most of the threads. As soon as the Christmas passes, I should organize myself more :3

Secondly, Christmas Eve and Christmas are full of things to do. I should not appear here too much and I want to enjoy my gifts haha when I return I’ll reply what I have to.

Thirdly, I’m deactivating some of my characters. @the-tattooed-ghoul because it’s really not working. And a @kianumaka-mana because I really can not handle characters that are hostile. I must reformulate the idea of kianumaka. And that’s it, Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays XD

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primeiramente, mil desculpas pelo sumiço primeiramente. Meu cachorro fez cirurgia recentemente ai tá tudo bem cansativo para cuidar dele ai fico realmente sem forças pra responder a maioria dos turnos. Assim que passar o Natal eu devo me organizar mais :3 

segundamente, véspera de Natal e Natal são datas cheia de coisa e tal. Não devo aparecer aqui direito e provavelmente vou querer aproveitar os presentes kk quando voltar eu respondo o que devo. 

A Jackdaw held the treasures they found close to their chests, hidden in their nests and if any where taken a Jackdaw would seek the thief out, kill them and take their trinket back. And so for Jack to hand over her latest treasure was a sign of loyalty, of trust and sheer gratitude. A sign similar to someone handing over their heart for a Jackdaw’s trust does not come easily. 

“I will repay your softened purse ten fold. I know the perfect spot where you gain far more than any Spanish ship. Well…Technically it came from a Spanish ship but they have since learned never to carry that amount of gold again.”

Jack, of course, was talking of the treasure fleet she had once been apart of, the fleet Edward had taken her from, the fleet that now lay at the bottom of the sea and had no became a haven for sharks. The wrecks of the ships lay mangled against rocks that would be hard to navigate through but Jack knew these waters like the back of her hand. They were her waters and she had lived in them from millions of years. 

“Can we find a ship to sink please?” She asked sweetly, her blue eyes wide an sparkling.

He took the shell and looked from it and then to her.

-- I shall take care of it -- he said holding the shell firmly but carefully so it ould not to break.

Her idea oppened a smile on his face, not only because of the gold he was already imagining on his purse, but also because she asked that as if she was a child asking if they could eat chocolate or buy a new doll.

Birtwhistle is speaking but she does not hear his words, she is too engrossed on this shell. She barely catches onto when they reach the ship, her gaze only moving slightly to thank the sailor who helped her out the long boat and onto her deck.

All the way to the ship, he looked out of the corner of his eye to her and the shell asking himself what she could possibly ble seeing of so interesting in that shell.

Steping onto the Jackdaw, he started to check if everything was in order. Ship and crew and then noticed her confused expression.

--  Increased heavy shot damage, increased damage from chain shots, increased cannons’ number, increased cannon damage, increased harpoon storage for the moments of leisure and captain 106300 reales poorer. That’s what you wanted to know?