Kyle
I gather a few buckets of water from the well outside. I had to put some extra muscle into the pump due to its unuse but I managed. Upon walking back into Alex's home, I find Alex gathering up some dishes, Maria chopping vegetables, and Tess bending over at the stove. I nearly drop the bucket at the sight. I had to catch myself and make sure my mouth didn't hang open but I couldn't tear my eyes from her bottom. Even in the dress she wore, her position accented that part of her body.
"It's done." She announces proudly as she backs away.
I finally snap out of my stupor and take the bucket to where Maria was.
"Good job." I say to Tess and smile but the image I just beheld is burnt into my mind.
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*Maria*
As Tess takes over the fire, I find the larder and start cutting up some vegetables. The meat that Max gave us will feed us all quite well tonight. Or it could be stew for two days or more. Should I try to stretch it? I know that Isabel said she'd be hosting dinner at Michael's house tomorrow, but I don't know how soon we'll have meat again after that ...
Kyle returns and sets the bucket of water on the dry-sink next to me. "Thank you," I tell him. He really has been so nice to us, especially since we got out of that slaver ship. I know he would have done even more for us before that, but he couldn't go up against the whole crew.
I pour some water into one of Alex's larger pots and then add the vegetables I've been cutting. "I hope you and Alex will stay and share dinner with us," I offer.
*Max*
It's nice to be home again, although honestly, the ship often feels more like home than here. I spend much more of my time there, afterall. Michael starts clearing off the dust and I put the perishable food down on the sideboard.
"Welcome to our home," I tell Isabel. "It's not like dad's manor, but I hope you'll be comfortable." I stack up the wood in the fireplace and use my powers to start it up.
As Tess takes over the fire, I find the larder and start cutting up some vegetables. The meat that Max gave us will feed us all quite well tonight. Or it could be stew for two days or more. Should I try to stretch it? I know that Isabel said she'd be hosting dinner at Michael's house tomorrow, but I don't know how soon we'll have meat again after that ...
Kyle returns and sets the bucket of water on the dry-sink next to me. "Thank you," I tell him. He really has been so nice to us, especially since we got out of that slaver ship. I know he would have done even more for us before that, but he couldn't go up against the whole crew.
I pour some water into one of Alex's larger pots and then add the vegetables I've been cutting. "I hope you and Alex will stay and share dinner with us," I offer.
*Max*
It's nice to be home again, although honestly, the ship often feels more like home than here. I spend much more of my time there, afterall. Michael starts clearing off the dust and I put the perishable food down on the sideboard.
"Welcome to our home," I tell Isabel. "It's not like dad's manor, but I hope you'll be comfortable." I stack up the wood in the fireplace and use my powers to start it up.
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~Isabel~
"You're more than welcome," Max says in response to my thanks, "If it weren't for your warning, we would never have known."
"I'm just glad the distance didn't interfere with me giving the warning." I reply as we walk through a small, yet quaint garden that was in need of some work but it would be good in no time. I'd see to that. I look around as we enter the house my brother and Michael share and can't help but feel the change instantly. It's not as large as I'm used to, yet there's something about it that feels... peaceful.
It's a bit musty, but that's easy to get rid of. As Michael begins dusting as he's moving through I can't help but smile. I remember a time when he wouldn't have done anything like that before.
"Home sweet home." I barely hear Michael mutter as he moves to the pantry. "We don't have much but let's see what we can throw together for an edible dinner." He turns to glance at me and I nod, smiling.
"How about, I take a look and you two simply relax while I prepare something? I've gotten pretty good as of late." I tell them both. Max settles the perishables on the side board while I begin looking about at what they do have so I can determine a meal that will fill them both and taste as extravagant as I'd learned to make.
"Welcome to our home," Max tells me and I turn to smile at him. "It's not like dad's manor, but I hope you'll be comfortable." As he prepares the fire, I simply smile at him.
"Knowing that I will have my brothers near is going to keep me happier then being in the manor, Max. It hasn't been home without you two around." I reply, honestly having felt that way the entire time. "I've missed you both more then I can ever explain."
I turn to look at Michael, "Even your scowl has been missed, Michael." I taunt, having made it a proffession to do so when we were young. Then looking at my brother I add, "And your constant protective and pensive actions."
"You're more than welcome," Max says in response to my thanks, "If it weren't for your warning, we would never have known."
"I'm just glad the distance didn't interfere with me giving the warning." I reply as we walk through a small, yet quaint garden that was in need of some work but it would be good in no time. I'd see to that. I look around as we enter the house my brother and Michael share and can't help but feel the change instantly. It's not as large as I'm used to, yet there's something about it that feels... peaceful.
It's a bit musty, but that's easy to get rid of. As Michael begins dusting as he's moving through I can't help but smile. I remember a time when he wouldn't have done anything like that before.
"Home sweet home." I barely hear Michael mutter as he moves to the pantry. "We don't have much but let's see what we can throw together for an edible dinner." He turns to glance at me and I nod, smiling.
"How about, I take a look and you two simply relax while I prepare something? I've gotten pretty good as of late." I tell them both. Max settles the perishables on the side board while I begin looking about at what they do have so I can determine a meal that will fill them both and taste as extravagant as I'd learned to make.
"Welcome to our home," Max tells me and I turn to smile at him. "It's not like dad's manor, but I hope you'll be comfortable." As he prepares the fire, I simply smile at him.
"Knowing that I will have my brothers near is going to keep me happier then being in the manor, Max. It hasn't been home without you two around." I reply, honestly having felt that way the entire time. "I've missed you both more then I can ever explain."
I turn to look at Michael, "Even your scowl has been missed, Michael." I taunt, having made it a proffession to do so when we were young. Then looking at my brother I add, "And your constant protective and pensive actions."
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*Max*
"That'll be nice," I say as Isabel offers to do the cooking for us while Michael and I relax. The cook on the ship is really good, but I know Isabel will be even better. And I won't have to be adding extra hot sauce, either.
"But we didn't invite you here to do the work. We can help," I say, hoping that Michael won't mind me including him.
"That'll be nice," I say as Isabel offers to do the cooking for us while Michael and I relax. The cook on the ship is really good, but I know Isabel will be even better. And I won't have to be adding extra hot sauce, either.
"But we didn't invite you here to do the work. We can help," I say, hoping that Michael won't mind me including him.
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"Even your scowl has been missed, Michael." She teases me. I can't help but give her a smirk before turning to gather the things we would need for dinner.
Isabel offers to help and my stomach silently agrees as I remember how well she can cook.
"But we didn't invite you here to do the work. We can help," Max says giving me a glance.
"I couldn't agree more with you." I say smiling, happy to have her around. As the three of us work together to make our meal I decide to broach the subject of how she was on a slaving ship.
"What happened Isabel?" I ask. "I have this feeling that you were not where you were supposed to have been captured and taken to a slave ship."
"Even your scowl has been missed, Michael." She teases me. I can't help but give her a smirk before turning to gather the things we would need for dinner.
Isabel offers to help and my stomach silently agrees as I remember how well she can cook.
"But we didn't invite you here to do the work. We can help," Max says giving me a glance.
"I couldn't agree more with you." I say smiling, happy to have her around. As the three of us work together to make our meal I decide to broach the subject of how she was on a slaving ship.
"What happened Isabel?" I ask. "I have this feeling that you were not where you were supposed to have been captured and taken to a slave ship."
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*Max*
I nod in agreement with Michael's words. "Were you taken by surprise or were there just too many witnesses?" I ask.
I know there had to have been some good reason for her to have not used her powers to stop whatever slavers took her. I know she says she didn't want to stay with Father any longer, but I'm sure she would have defended herself.
I nod in agreement with Michael's words. "Were you taken by surprise or were there just too many witnesses?" I ask.
I know there had to have been some good reason for her to have not used her powers to stop whatever slavers took her. I know she says she didn't want to stay with Father any longer, but I'm sure she would have defended herself.
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~Isabel~
"That'll be nice," I hear my brother respond to my offer even as he adds, "But we didn't invite you here to do the work. We can help,"
"I couldn't agree more with you." Michael adds and I have to say that I am rather shocked that he isn't simply accepting my offer and taking a seat while myself and Max work on the meal. Instead, he moves to assist with it as well.
"What happened Isabel?" I hear Michael question even as I feel myself tense up. "I have this feeling that you were not where you were supposed to have been captured and taken to a slave ship."
"Were you taken by surprise or were there just too many witnesses?" My brother add's his own question in there.
"Michael... Max..." I sigh and begin slowly, "Mother was ill and I was sent to the doctor's to get her a tonic to help her feel better. I had dressed as a common lady rather then the true stature of our family because mother felt I'd be safer if I wasn't bringing attention to myself. I was surprised and some horrid smelling concoction pressed over my mouth and nose causing me to pass out before I could react. When I awoke, I was on the slaving ship." I wouldn't mention the slaver that was attempting to cop a feel at the moment I awoke, that was something that my brother and Michael didn't need to be concerned with, especially when I had dealt with it.
Thinking of mother, I couldn't help but worry that she might have been ill even still. "Max... is there a way to ask after mother's health without risking yourselves?" I had to be certain that she was well. I didn't wish to return, but I wanted her to know I was safe and that she was also.
"That'll be nice," I hear my brother respond to my offer even as he adds, "But we didn't invite you here to do the work. We can help,"
"I couldn't agree more with you." Michael adds and I have to say that I am rather shocked that he isn't simply accepting my offer and taking a seat while myself and Max work on the meal. Instead, he moves to assist with it as well.
"What happened Isabel?" I hear Michael question even as I feel myself tense up. "I have this feeling that you were not where you were supposed to have been captured and taken to a slave ship."
"Were you taken by surprise or were there just too many witnesses?" My brother add's his own question in there.
"Michael... Max..." I sigh and begin slowly, "Mother was ill and I was sent to the doctor's to get her a tonic to help her feel better. I had dressed as a common lady rather then the true stature of our family because mother felt I'd be safer if I wasn't bringing attention to myself. I was surprised and some horrid smelling concoction pressed over my mouth and nose causing me to pass out before I could react. When I awoke, I was on the slaving ship." I wouldn't mention the slaver that was attempting to cop a feel at the moment I awoke, that was something that my brother and Michael didn't need to be concerned with, especially when I had dealt with it.
Thinking of mother, I couldn't help but worry that she might have been ill even still. "Max... is there a way to ask after mother's health without risking yourselves?" I had to be certain that she was well. I didn't wish to return, but I wanted her to know I was safe and that she was also.
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*Max*
I frown at Isabel's story. As much as I quarrelled with my father, I ne'er wished him or my mother ill will. I'm unhappy to hear that Mother was not well. Isabel's question causes my frown to deepen.
"We might have sent an inquiry with the men escorting the other ladies home," I say, but that opportunity is passed. We cannot easily communicate with them again until they've returned to the Lucky Ace. Perhaps we could ask another pirate, but that would reveal much of my past which I do not wish to advertise...
"I think our best option would be for you to dreamwalk her," I suggest. "I'm sure you could pass yourself off as a dream image and she'd never know she'd been visited in truth."
I frown at Isabel's story. As much as I quarrelled with my father, I ne'er wished him or my mother ill will. I'm unhappy to hear that Mother was not well. Isabel's question causes my frown to deepen.
"We might have sent an inquiry with the men escorting the other ladies home," I say, but that opportunity is passed. We cannot easily communicate with them again until they've returned to the Lucky Ace. Perhaps we could ask another pirate, but that would reveal much of my past which I do not wish to advertise...
"I think our best option would be for you to dreamwalk her," I suggest. "I'm sure you could pass yourself off as a dream image and she'd never know she'd been visited in truth."
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The news that Max and Isabel's mother was sick worried me. It was at her assistance that I was taken in for a time by the Evans. She was the only one who saw potential in me as a young streetrat boy. She was the only one who could get her stern husband to bend to her will.
"Max is right. There's no other way without exposing us." I watch Isabel as she nods. "But something is bothering me. You had your chance to go back...to be with her. Why don't you want to go back Isabel? What has your father done now?"
Max left years ago because of their inability to agree on what would become. Philip could be hard and stubborn, wanting the best for his family. He was stern with both his children...even me for the time I lived there. But what did he have in mind for Isabel to make her stay away from her ill mother?
The news that Max and Isabel's mother was sick worried me. It was at her assistance that I was taken in for a time by the Evans. She was the only one who saw potential in me as a young streetrat boy. She was the only one who could get her stern husband to bend to her will.
"Max is right. There's no other way without exposing us." I watch Isabel as she nods. "But something is bothering me. You had your chance to go back...to be with her. Why don't you want to go back Isabel? What has your father done now?"
Max left years ago because of their inability to agree on what would become. Philip could be hard and stubborn, wanting the best for his family. He was stern with both his children...even me for the time I lived there. But what did he have in mind for Isabel to make her stay away from her ill mother?
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