Hey All,
Yahoo! Fourteen chapters... I'm smoking! *runs off and jumps in snow*
Ok that dealt with.... On to technicalities.
I do not own Captain Amelia or any other Treaure Planet character. They belong to Disney and I respect that.
I have so many characters I have to name them all... Andrea, David, Mandy, Kep, Terry, Cadet Hurlt, Cadet Katherine Starth, Colonel Fredrick, and the cadets.... Anyone else I missed... I still own them...
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Andrea wanted to turn and walk off. Their looks were cold and disdainful. ONe then smiled, looking like a smirk but still a smile offered his hand.
"I'm Chad Avery Kye Chain. Son of Lieutenant Robert Chain. And you are?"
Andrea looked him over. A Hurkino. His ears like a wolf's were on top of his head and were a stunning silver. He had a bushy silver tail that was slowly swinging from side to side. He had a muscular build, like he spent alot of hours working. She took his hand shaking it lightly.
"Andrea Randon."
His eyes went wide and he backed up. So did the group. He was the obvious leader. "Andrea Randon! There is no such thing. There is only one Randon left."
Andrea felt her eyes glowing hate and annoyance. "Then perhaps I should have introduced myself better. I am Andrea Maria Randon, daughter of Captain Amelia Randon."
He came forward. "Liar."
"I do not lie. You have no right to accuse me."
"As much as you look like her, you can't be. Amelia has ignored all men for years."
"Captain Amelia to you! You want proof?"
Andrea dug through the bag furiously. She slowed as her fingers rested on the dagger. Last resort.. She told herself. She kept going through till she found it. She shoved the picture into Chain's hands.
"There!"
Chain looked over the picture. Andrea was in it, holding a black fox pup. Amelia standing beside her, smiling and her hand on the fox pup's head.
"A fox?"
Andrea snatched the picture back. "Yes, I found the pup and kept it."
"Cool. Okay, calm down." Andrea had no intention of calming down but she kept a straight face.
"This Mary, Chris, George, and Heather."
"Hi?" Andrea said sarcastically.
The one called Heather looking rather like Scroop, snickered. Andrea shrugged. Made no difference to her whether they liked her or not.
Amelia was in a group of males talking to her. Rather muttering at her a few lines at her, then talking as if she wasn't there.
"So I heard Captain, that you have a bunch of cadets on your ship. I rememebr when they tried that a few years ago. You came back with these scared to death cadets, all worked well."
"They were a lazy bunch and never deserved where they were. Family status got them there and they thought they could do nothing."
"What about you?" Many of the group knew better than to question Amelia about her being a Randon, but this Captain was fairly new to these parties. Others looked on eagerly seeing if she would answer or scratch him up.
"I would have ratehr had no last name. And I would prefer if you would remember your rank. I outrank and could have you fired from the Navy in a matter of seconds."
"I'm a Captain! Your equal!"
"No, I have years on you. Experience, no experience, you would be gone. I suggest you stop talking before I carry out these.." Amelia paused. "warnings.."
He said nothing only glared and scowled. Amelia moved on and went over to Andrea. She stopped only a few feet away and swiveled her ears onto the conversation.
"So where did you get your dress? The trash?" Heather and her friend Mary smiled cruelly.
"I wish. Sorry I bought it at the Value Village store down the street. I'm jealous of yours, its looks exactly like the toxic waste dump on Cridian."
Heather stepped up to her. "You think your name will get you any credit?"
Andrea completely ignored her and flicked none exsistent dirt off her claws. The were sharp, long and black. "Did I say I wanted any credit for my name?"
"Yes, well you obviously don't live up to it. Look at you, some cheap dress that looks scarely decent, silver jewelery that is fake. Is it from a pawn shop?"
Andrea burned up. Not only did she know that her jewelery was real, her mother had mentioned it belonging to her aunt. "It is not and it would do you nicely to just shut up."
"Resorting to crude language are we?"
"I could have you slammed into that wall in less than a second. But since I am to be nice, I give you fair warning."
Amelia was also steaming. That girl dare talk like that to a Randon. Then it hit Amelia. The girl was playing to see if Andrea lived up to her name and if she deserved it. But she had to tell Andrea before she did resort to fighting. Not that Andrea would.
"Fighting. You threaten me?"
"I should be a threat to you and I know I am." Andrea could see fear and worry in Heather's eyes and saw Mary edging away. Chris and George were looking on waiting for a fight. She's bluffing. Its because you said you were a Randon. Live up to the name. Aren't Randon's supposed to be quick witted and full of quips?
"You wouldn't dare."
"No, I wouldn't." Andrea paused and saw her relax. "But if you had provoked me I wouldn't have fought you with hands and feet. No we can't resort to that. The Navy would be appalled." Andrea paused again letting the words sink in. Her green eyes sparkled like emeralds. No one would stop her talking now. They were hanging on to every word. "So, if you do want to fight shouldn't we go and be apt to finding a few guns? I'm pretty sure you've fought before and know where they keep a few." She waited for an answer. Heather said nothing, just stood there stunned. Andrea could see others listening to her now. "Here wait. I'm forgetting common courtesy. Let's hear of the past battles and outcomes. And you must have witnesses." Heather was ready for a fight now. Andrea had turned it into a fight of words something she was quite good at. Or Heather thought she was good at. Andrea would be a challenge though Heather didn't know it.
Amelia was smiling openly now. She could see Andrea's sparkling eyes. Jim came up from behind her.
"captain?"
Amelia jumepd and turned. "Jim, Hawkins. Sorry, you startled me."
"Sorry, what is Andrea doing?"
"Fighting I suppose. The girl there, insulted her."
"And Andrea wouldn't take it lying down. Never one to be submissive."
"I should hope not."
Andrea could see Jim and her mother but ignored their exsistence. For the moment.
"So this isn't a fight at all. It's a battle of words, isn't it Randon?"
Andrea smirked. "Give the girl a prize she figured it out!" Andrea glanced at Chad who was watching the battle with interest but made no moves to interfere. She thought he would, him being leader of the group. She shrugged and turned her interest back to Heather.
"A battle of words, Randon how quaint. Can't think of anything better?"
"Do you always quesiotn everybody? Many would think you a nosy little five year old. I thought this was a bragging battle. You go first Heather. Or can you not think of anything that you have done except order servants around?"
"Okay then, Randon. I own the Blacian pearls."
Many "ooos" and "awws" came from around the group. Andrea started to laugh. She knew of the Blacian pearls and their worth.
"I'm sorry. I know the worth of those pearls, but this wasn't to brag about what we have."
"Why could you only brag about owning some fox pup?" Heather smirked.
Andrea knew better than to let the words anger her. "No, no my dear. It was to say about what we have done or achieved. And real things, not like I shopped for a whole and day, and only bought 15 things! Which would probaby be an achievement for you. Would you like to try again?"
"No, owning the Blacian pearls is enough. They haven't been stolen from me!"
"Yet, you mean. Someone will eventually. But enough of that. So that is your big achievement. Perhaps I should have laughed longer. May have gotten my point across."
"Well it must be good. You're taking so long to say it!"
"It is that good. Let's see. Our ship was attacked by pirates where as I, climbed the rigging and swung to the pirates ship onto lower rigging." She paused. Many were listening now. She glanced to Amelia, who nodded. Heather missed the exchange to Andrea's luck.
"I began to cut the sails down, avoiding the pirates shooting at me. I cut down as many sails as I could and climbed higher and higher. My side was bleeding badly and was shot at again. I grabbed a rope and swung for the Legacy. My shoulder was shot and I was swinging one handed towards it. The ships were pulling apart so I let go of the rope and went straight onto the Legacy's deck. After that I struggled up and shot at the ship. The sails lit on fire and we left, leaving the ship to burn."
"Nice tale but is it true? I think its a pack of lies."
"Then Captain Hawkins here will second the story." Andrea walked over to him. He smiled at her.
She smirked at Heather, who stood stunned.
"You cannot change the truth, no matter how much you hate it."
"Dinner's ready!" A servant called.
Andrea went with Jim and Amelia to sit down and eat.
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Yahoo! Go, Andrea!
Reviews would be nice,
The Dinner Party is a series of events all at the same place and on the same night. They'll be more....
Till I am something rather than nothing which is a thing,
Elvenwolf
Yahoo! Fourteen chapters... I'm smoking! *runs off and jumps in snow*
Ok that dealt with.... On to technicalities.
I do not own Captain Amelia or any other Treaure Planet character. They belong to Disney and I respect that.
I have so many characters I have to name them all... Andrea, David, Mandy, Kep, Terry, Cadet Hurlt, Cadet Katherine Starth, Colonel Fredrick, and the cadets.... Anyone else I missed... I still own them...
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Andrea wanted to turn and walk off. Their looks were cold and disdainful. ONe then smiled, looking like a smirk but still a smile offered his hand.
"I'm Chad Avery Kye Chain. Son of Lieutenant Robert Chain. And you are?"
Andrea looked him over. A Hurkino. His ears like a wolf's were on top of his head and were a stunning silver. He had a bushy silver tail that was slowly swinging from side to side. He had a muscular build, like he spent alot of hours working. She took his hand shaking it lightly.
"Andrea Randon."
His eyes went wide and he backed up. So did the group. He was the obvious leader. "Andrea Randon! There is no such thing. There is only one Randon left."
Andrea felt her eyes glowing hate and annoyance. "Then perhaps I should have introduced myself better. I am Andrea Maria Randon, daughter of Captain Amelia Randon."
He came forward. "Liar."
"I do not lie. You have no right to accuse me."
"As much as you look like her, you can't be. Amelia has ignored all men for years."
"Captain Amelia to you! You want proof?"
Andrea dug through the bag furiously. She slowed as her fingers rested on the dagger. Last resort.. She told herself. She kept going through till she found it. She shoved the picture into Chain's hands.
"There!"
Chain looked over the picture. Andrea was in it, holding a black fox pup. Amelia standing beside her, smiling and her hand on the fox pup's head.
"A fox?"
Andrea snatched the picture back. "Yes, I found the pup and kept it."
"Cool. Okay, calm down." Andrea had no intention of calming down but she kept a straight face.
"This Mary, Chris, George, and Heather."
"Hi?" Andrea said sarcastically.
The one called Heather looking rather like Scroop, snickered. Andrea shrugged. Made no difference to her whether they liked her or not.
Amelia was in a group of males talking to her. Rather muttering at her a few lines at her, then talking as if she wasn't there.
"So I heard Captain, that you have a bunch of cadets on your ship. I rememebr when they tried that a few years ago. You came back with these scared to death cadets, all worked well."
"They were a lazy bunch and never deserved where they were. Family status got them there and they thought they could do nothing."
"What about you?" Many of the group knew better than to question Amelia about her being a Randon, but this Captain was fairly new to these parties. Others looked on eagerly seeing if she would answer or scratch him up.
"I would have ratehr had no last name. And I would prefer if you would remember your rank. I outrank and could have you fired from the Navy in a matter of seconds."
"I'm a Captain! Your equal!"
"No, I have years on you. Experience, no experience, you would be gone. I suggest you stop talking before I carry out these.." Amelia paused. "warnings.."
He said nothing only glared and scowled. Amelia moved on and went over to Andrea. She stopped only a few feet away and swiveled her ears onto the conversation.
"So where did you get your dress? The trash?" Heather and her friend Mary smiled cruelly.
"I wish. Sorry I bought it at the Value Village store down the street. I'm jealous of yours, its looks exactly like the toxic waste dump on Cridian."
Heather stepped up to her. "You think your name will get you any credit?"
Andrea completely ignored her and flicked none exsistent dirt off her claws. The were sharp, long and black. "Did I say I wanted any credit for my name?"
"Yes, well you obviously don't live up to it. Look at you, some cheap dress that looks scarely decent, silver jewelery that is fake. Is it from a pawn shop?"
Andrea burned up. Not only did she know that her jewelery was real, her mother had mentioned it belonging to her aunt. "It is not and it would do you nicely to just shut up."
"Resorting to crude language are we?"
"I could have you slammed into that wall in less than a second. But since I am to be nice, I give you fair warning."
Amelia was also steaming. That girl dare talk like that to a Randon. Then it hit Amelia. The girl was playing to see if Andrea lived up to her name and if she deserved it. But she had to tell Andrea before she did resort to fighting. Not that Andrea would.
"Fighting. You threaten me?"
"I should be a threat to you and I know I am." Andrea could see fear and worry in Heather's eyes and saw Mary edging away. Chris and George were looking on waiting for a fight. She's bluffing. Its because you said you were a Randon. Live up to the name. Aren't Randon's supposed to be quick witted and full of quips?
"You wouldn't dare."
"No, I wouldn't." Andrea paused and saw her relax. "But if you had provoked me I wouldn't have fought you with hands and feet. No we can't resort to that. The Navy would be appalled." Andrea paused again letting the words sink in. Her green eyes sparkled like emeralds. No one would stop her talking now. They were hanging on to every word. "So, if you do want to fight shouldn't we go and be apt to finding a few guns? I'm pretty sure you've fought before and know where they keep a few." She waited for an answer. Heather said nothing, just stood there stunned. Andrea could see others listening to her now. "Here wait. I'm forgetting common courtesy. Let's hear of the past battles and outcomes. And you must have witnesses." Heather was ready for a fight now. Andrea had turned it into a fight of words something she was quite good at. Or Heather thought she was good at. Andrea would be a challenge though Heather didn't know it.
Amelia was smiling openly now. She could see Andrea's sparkling eyes. Jim came up from behind her.
"captain?"
Amelia jumepd and turned. "Jim, Hawkins. Sorry, you startled me."
"Sorry, what is Andrea doing?"
"Fighting I suppose. The girl there, insulted her."
"And Andrea wouldn't take it lying down. Never one to be submissive."
"I should hope not."
Andrea could see Jim and her mother but ignored their exsistence. For the moment.
"So this isn't a fight at all. It's a battle of words, isn't it Randon?"
Andrea smirked. "Give the girl a prize she figured it out!" Andrea glanced at Chad who was watching the battle with interest but made no moves to interfere. She thought he would, him being leader of the group. She shrugged and turned her interest back to Heather.
"A battle of words, Randon how quaint. Can't think of anything better?"
"Do you always quesiotn everybody? Many would think you a nosy little five year old. I thought this was a bragging battle. You go first Heather. Or can you not think of anything that you have done except order servants around?"
"Okay then, Randon. I own the Blacian pearls."
Many "ooos" and "awws" came from around the group. Andrea started to laugh. She knew of the Blacian pearls and their worth.
"I'm sorry. I know the worth of those pearls, but this wasn't to brag about what we have."
"Why could you only brag about owning some fox pup?" Heather smirked.
Andrea knew better than to let the words anger her. "No, no my dear. It was to say about what we have done or achieved. And real things, not like I shopped for a whole and day, and only bought 15 things! Which would probaby be an achievement for you. Would you like to try again?"
"No, owning the Blacian pearls is enough. They haven't been stolen from me!"
"Yet, you mean. Someone will eventually. But enough of that. So that is your big achievement. Perhaps I should have laughed longer. May have gotten my point across."
"Well it must be good. You're taking so long to say it!"
"It is that good. Let's see. Our ship was attacked by pirates where as I, climbed the rigging and swung to the pirates ship onto lower rigging." She paused. Many were listening now. She glanced to Amelia, who nodded. Heather missed the exchange to Andrea's luck.
"I began to cut the sails down, avoiding the pirates shooting at me. I cut down as many sails as I could and climbed higher and higher. My side was bleeding badly and was shot at again. I grabbed a rope and swung for the Legacy. My shoulder was shot and I was swinging one handed towards it. The ships were pulling apart so I let go of the rope and went straight onto the Legacy's deck. After that I struggled up and shot at the ship. The sails lit on fire and we left, leaving the ship to burn."
"Nice tale but is it true? I think its a pack of lies."
"Then Captain Hawkins here will second the story." Andrea walked over to him. He smiled at her.
She smirked at Heather, who stood stunned.
"You cannot change the truth, no matter how much you hate it."
"Dinner's ready!" A servant called.
Andrea went with Jim and Amelia to sit down and eat.
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Yahoo! Go, Andrea!
Reviews would be nice,
The Dinner Party is a series of events all at the same place and on the same night. They'll be more....
Till I am something rather than nothing which is a thing,
Elvenwolf