Treasure

"Good." I smiled. "I'm glad that you have no feelings towards her." Colt nodded. "So, no matter what you say, I see no reason she cannot stay with me the entire time she is healing." Colt opened his mouth to speak, but I was already at the door.

And apparently, Amber was too. "Hi." She greeted sheepishly, tearing her ear away from the door. "I, uh, heard voices.." she swallowed, looking at Colt hastily. "And I was, you know, curious and... yeah."

Colt:

Colt frowned, he wanted to yell. He took a deep breath and smiled. "Cook, I think it's bout time you got to bed." He said sitting up. "You too, Amber, you need to stay in your room and sleep for a few days."


*Tears*

**Sorry it's taken me so long to post, my last few days have been really busy**

Chris

Chris stopped in the door of his room, folding his arms and smiling a little to her, "Something wrong, Velna?"

She looked startled, unsure of what to say. He realised she probably thought she wasn't supposed to be here, "Don't worry, I brought you here after you fainted. It wouldn't have been right just to leave you lying around for anyone...interested."

Velna:

Velna's cheeks lit on fire and she looked down at her hands. "Thanks," She muttered. She got up quickly and looked towards the door. "I better get back to work. Sorry to have been trouble."

Please don't be in trouble, please don't be in trouble. Her mind screamed as she moved towards the door.


*Shortness, sorry*

Chris

He raised one eyebrow, "It's good to see that you'd want to get back to work so soon, but if you're not feeling up to it, that's fine too. We're doing all right at the moment, there's nothing urgent." He stepped aside though, letting her pass if she wanted to, "And don't worry, you weren't any trouble at all."

Velna:

"I'm a hostage, I'm not allowed leasure time." She replied still looking at her feet. "If there is anythign I can do for you I will. But if not I need to find somethign to do, or go back to my quarters until I"m needed." She replied.


*Sorry*

Chris

He nodded, "Fair enough. I'll come and get you if you're needed. Until then, just take it easy, alright?" You're being too easy on her. Sooner or later someone other than Amber'll realise, and then where will you be? Like she said, you're not allowed to get into something like this.

Velna:

Velna nodded and walked out the door and to where she was to be kept. She was surprsisd that they weren't watched a little more. Or maybe it was just her. But seh didn't want speciaal treatment, She just wanted to stay alive.


*Ouch, bad post*

Chris

He watched her go, contemplating whether or not to go after her. He decided it would probably be best just to give her some air, the last thing she needed now was to be crowded. He heard voices from down the hallway - Colt's, Amber's and Cook's. He shook his head with a sigh. Everyone seemed to know what to do except him.

*Nothing ><*

Amber ~

I got up on my feet, smoothing my dress. Not that it looked much better - everything beneath it was wrapped in bandages. Clearing my throat, Cook lead me out of the room. I saw Colt inhale sharply, running his hand through his hair. Did he have to do that every second?

Cook slept above the kitchen, in a cabin a couple rooms over from Colts. "Do you want me to walk you to your room?" he asked. My room was all the way on the other side of the ship. You could hear the rain pummeling on the roof, and the thunder miles away.

"Could you?" I smiled, taking hold of his arm. We began to walk when they saw Velna striding down the hallway. I narrowed my eyes - she had just come from Chris's cabin. How long had she been awake? "Hello, Velna." I greeted pleasently, my voice friendly. I'm going to have to talk about the hostage situation with Colt. The fact that we can't treat each other like equals is utterly ridiculous.

Velna walked past me briskly. "Hello." was what she muttered, reaching the cabin she was kept in. She swung open the door quickly, dissapearing in seconds. Cook gripped my hand tighter, as if to remind me he was still here.

"Come on." he told me, and we walked outside. The rain immediately drenched us, and suddenly I didn't feel like walking anymore. The water had slipped into my bandages, making it immensly uncomfortable for me to walk.

I bit my lip. My cabin was a good five minutes away. "Can I sleep in your room?" I asked. Cook looked at me, shock hidden within his features.

Cook ~

"Su-sure." I stammered, leading Amber back inside. I suppose I could see why didn't want to go back to her cabin, but I can just imagine Colt barging in, ready to take off my head.

We went back through the hallway, reaching my room. It was pretty cozy; I was important to the crew, after all. I placed Amber on my bed as I ripped off one of the three blankets that lay on it, throwing on the couch. "I can sleep on the couch." She offered.

I shook my head. Was she kidding me? "No, no. Don't worry about me; you sleep on the bed." I could feel her eyes on me in the darkness. Clearing my throat, I fired up a lantern to light the room. I slipped under the covers, resting my head on the arm of the couch.

"Thank you." Amber nodded politely, and got up from the bed and approached me. "Really, Cook. I don't know what I would do without you." Blood rushed up to my cheeks as I looked away. Could this get any more embarassing?

"You're welcome." I mumbled shyly. Amber lightly grasped my chin with her finger and turned my head to face her. She gently placed her lips on mine, pressing harder for every passing second.

Amber pulled away after a couple of moments. Of course, I was in utter shock and couldn't speak a word. She must have heard the conversation between me and Colt - no doubt about it. I saw her smile, almost maliciously, as she slipped under the blankets and dropped her head onto the pillows. "Good night, Cook." she whispered. The lantern was by her now; she must have stolen it while she was near me.

And in a flash, everything was black.

TIM (sorry I haven't posted in AGES!) ^^ And I'm not totally sure where I disappeared so I'll make it up as I go.


Tim grolwed, How long have I been asleep?

She looked around and realised she was still on the floor . . . of a ship, "So it wasn't a dream then?"

She stood up and looked around, "Where's that bossy guy now, huh?"

She stumbled abit, she had lost her sea legs; sleeping too long will do that to you also.

She groaned and rubbed her forehead, a head ahce on a rocking ship; what a horrible combination.

She walked out of the room she was ina dn barged right into someone. She growled, "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?"


(OKay that good enough?)

Anyone can barge into me ^^

Velna:

Velna had headed back outside to get some more air trying to clear her head when she ran into TIm.

"RElax, I was getting air." SHe muttered walking past him. Stupid boy, no manners, he fit right in with the rest of teh pirates.

Colt:

**Nuthin**

TIM



Tim stared at the girls head watching her hair, flick back and forth in the wind. It annoyed her so she walked up to Velna and spun her around.

"What?"

"APOLOGIZE!" Tim yelled at her.

Tim's gripped slowly tightened on her shoulder, her fingers were turning a pasty white.


(sorry for the shortness)

Velna:

"NO!" Velna growled shoving hte girl away and walking towards the bow of the boat.


*tears*

Uhhh, TNCowgril, Tim is meant to be shown as a guy, even though I write about her as though she were a girl, she is seen to everyone else as a guy. She looks like a guy so everyone thinks she is . . . until now . . . ^^

TIM


Tim's eyes narrowed, "Who DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!?!?!?"

Tim ran after her to the bow of the boat, "Apologise! You are the one walking with out looking were you were going!"

Tim growled and took a step forward, her untied shirt slowly slipping. "APOLOGISE to ME! NOW!"

Tim lunged forward to Velna, trying to grab her arm, and her shirt fell open completely. . . revealing her feminine features. (don't worry she isn't nude, maybe she's wearing a singlet or . . something)

She blushed as she pulled it back into place, tied it up, turned around sharply and stormed off.

Velne stood in possible shock . . . not totally sure she could have trusted what her eyes had showed her.


(Maybe this will liven up this story a bit, huh?)