Brett:
 Summary: Continuing their piratical adventure, the crew has met with
Senor Delgado to arrange the ransome for their captive.  Unfortunately,
others have designs on the ransome as well...

Brett:
 <<<<Resume Mission - "The Falcon's Gold - Part 6">>>>

Brett:
 Action: Pandemonium erupts in the bar below the meeting room as the
dreaded Ironface and band of his thugs plow through the patrons and make
their way toward the stairs.

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 ::draws her cutlass and looks typically Vulcan calm::

Brett:
 <Delgado> ::Looks toward the door of the room, puzzled::

Capt_Beauregard:
 Guard: Step up, mate! Get ready!

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 ::pulls his pistol out, wondering how much use the one bullet will
really be.  Also wonders how long does it take to reload the gun::

Capt_Beauregard:
 :: Grimaces as he sizes up this new threat. ::

Brett:
 Action: The first of Ironface's pirates reaches the stairs and together
with his fellows, charges upward

Estrella_Delgado_Albernaz:
 ::isn't armed and stays in the background for now::

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 ::stands ready to strike at the first fellow, as she's practiced::

Brett:
 <Ironface> ::Standing at the foot of the stairs::  CO: This is the end
for you Beauregard! Give up the treasure and that sweet bit of fluff,
and I'll kill you quickly!

Brett:
 Action: The two groups of pirates clash on the landing near the meeting
room.  The close quarters makes swordplay difficult and there is much
punching and wrestling.

Capt_Beauregard:
 Ironface: Ye'll never learn, will ye? ::smiles::

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 ::fires the weopan at one of the pirate thugs::

Capt_Beauregard:
 Ironface: I'll not be surrendering to ye, today nor any other day!

Brett:
 Action: Montgomery's shot hits a thug, and he topples over the railing
to smash into a table below.

Estrella_Delgado_Albernaz:
 ::tries to stay out of the line of fire and out of the way in general::

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 ::he isn' t sure how to reload the weopan so he tosses it over the
railing, and swings with his fist at onther thug::

Brett:
 Action: Angered the pirates below begin to shove their way toward the
stairs, in turn angering another group at a nearby table.  Shortly, the
bar erupts in a full scale brawl.

Capt_Beauregard:
 Estrella: ::whispers:: See if ye can sneak out and get back to tha
ship. lassie!

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 ::gets into the thick of the fighting with her sword though more she is
using the hand cover like brass knuckles::

Brett:
 Action: Ironface's thugs outnumber Beauregard's crewmen, and even with
Delgado's two men lending a hand, the Atocha's crew is being forced
back.

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 ::being forced back:: CO: Captain perhaps we can use the window in the
meeting room as a means of escape? ::does a quick look behind to see
what Delgato's crew is doing::

Capt_Beauregard:
 Guard: Fight, ye scurvy dogs!

Estrella_Delgado_Albernaz:
 Beauregard: ::whispers:: Alright ::looking around at the fighting and
heads for the 
exit::

Capt_Beauregard:
 Sevastapol: See if tha coast be clear..

Estrella_Delgado_Albernaz:
 ::pulls a disgarded dagger from a body as she moves::

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 ::uses her sword to do a lot of parry-type motions as she looks around
to see the best means for escape::

Capt_Beauregard:
 Sevastapol: Spread the word.. get out and we'll meet back on the ship.
I'll cause a diversion!

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 ::nods::

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 ::using his sword, he is thinking now that maybe he should have
practiced more with it like Syrna::

Capt_Beauregard:
 :: Goes for the chandelier rope. ::

Brett:
 Action: Below, a thrown lantern smashes into a store of alcohol and a
fire soon builds behind the bar.

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 ::smells the smoke then sees Estrella:: Estrella: Come with me...

Estrella_Delgado_Albernaz:
 Alex: Alright ::looks up as she too smells the smoke::

Capt_Beauregard:
 Ironface: ::yelling:: Ye'll never catch me, ye.. yeller-bellied
barnacle!!  ::starts to swing out on the chandelier towards a window
below::

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 Capt:  Sir, you are swinging into a fi.....::figues the captian will
figure it out::

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 ::goes to the window to pull down the drapes, then wraps her hand in
some of its cloth and uses the pommel to break the window::

Estrella_Delgado_Albernaz:
 ::follows close behind Alex::

Brett:
 Action: Ironface fires a pistol at the swinging Captain, which severs
the chandelier's chain.  Beauregard comes crashing (albeit gently)
onto a table near the ground floor windows.

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 ::once the window shatters into pieces, uses her boot to kick out the
jagged edges:: Estrella: Use these drapes as a rope... I will hold you
while you descend.

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 ::hears Syrna yelling, and he follows her towards the window::

Capt_Beauregard:
 :: wonders, as he's falling, if this in any way resembles pirate fights
of years gone past ::

Estrella_Delgado_Albernaz:
 ::looks at Alex but does at he says, grabbing the drapes and lowering
herself out the window:: Alex:: Don't let me fall!

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 ~~~CNS: You too Doctor... I will hold you while you climb down~~~

Brett:
 INFO: Outside, the street is still populated with revelers, though many
now stand watching the fire build in the tavern.

Capt_Beauregard:
 :: Throws a chair through the windows and follows soon thereafter. ::

Estrella_Delgado_Albernaz:
 ::slowly moves down the makeshift rope::

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 ::smiles, and pushes Syrna out the window and jumps out him self::

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 ::momentarily looks surprised as she falls::

Capt_Beauregard:
 :: Runs down the street toward the dock. ::

Brett:
 Action: Alexandra tumbles out and rolls down the slightly sloped awning
for the first floor.  She tumbles onto a pile of wheat bags.

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 CNS: Doctor that was completely uncalled for! ::almost sounds angry::

Estrella_Delgado_Albernaz:
 ::falls hard as Alex loses her hold on her 'rope'::

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 ::brushes herself off::

Brett:
 Action: The bar is now a raging inferno and the pirates inside have
given up their fight to escape.  The locals organize a fire brigade and
begin to throw water on the blaze.

Estrella_Delgado_Albernaz:
 ::stands and brushes herself off, knowing she'll have bruises to show
in the morning::

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 ::also lands on the wheat and rolls::

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 Alex:  Sorry, Your way was too slow

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 Estrella: Let us get back to the ship... ::almost worries for the
Captain... but realizes this is a holonovel.. he should be fine::

Estrella_Delgado_Albernaz:
 Alex: Lead the way, I'm right behind you.

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 ::stands and brushes himself off, takes off with Alex and Estrella::

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 ::spins on the Doctor:: CNS: My way is safer...

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 ::quickly moves off in the direction of the ship::

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 ::grins:: CSO: Umm, it is a hologram, my way was just as safe.  The
computer won't let you get to hurt

Estrella_Delgado_Albernaz:
 ::follows Alex closely, not wanting to be seperated::

Brett:
 Action: The crew makes its way sin small groups through the streets
back toward the docks.

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 ::almost growls as she moves swiftly through the brush realizing
perhaps she is getting far too much into character as the betazoid
counselor is getting on her last nerve::

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 ::smiles as he runs with the CSO, and thinks she takes things
personally::

Capt_Beauregard:
 :: Looks for the rest of his crew, feeling has given any persuers the
'shake'. ::

Brett:
 INFO: The Atocha looms, lit by torches and lanterns, shows a pretty
sight... except, there are no sails in the rigging.  The masts stand
like skeletal arms.

Estrella_Delgado_Albernaz:
 ::is still with Alex and company::

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 ::pauses as she sees the ship in the clearing:: CNS: Does that look
right to you?

Brett:
 Action: The sounds of merriment ring from the deck of the galleon.

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 ::stops and looks at the ship, seeing the sailes are down::  CSO: Look
right, they are missing, you got a paddle?

Capt_Beauregard:
 :: Pulls up short, looking at the bare masts of the Atocha. ::

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 CNS: The sails are missing... and why is our crew so merry?

Capt_Beauregard:
 self: Something's rotten in.. well, this bay.

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 ::looks confussed:: CSO: What do you think I am a telepath ::smiles::

Estrella_Delgado_Albernaz:
 ::listens to the two shaking her head leaving her thoughts unspoken::

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 Outloud: I bet they took them to keep us from getting away with the
ransom?

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 ::raises a vulcan eyebrow:: CNS: Normally Doctor... you are... but as
these are holograms and have no minds... that makes it difficult.

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 CSO: That was a joke ::shakes his head::

Brett:
 Action: A drunken sailor staggers up to the group.  Stopping before
Beauregard, the man sizes him up before smiling.

Capt_Beauregard:
 :: looks at the drunken sailor ::

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 ::looks at the sailor::

Brett:
 <Sailor> CO: Captain!  Ah, I didn't expect ye back so soon...I've got
a surprise for ye...::Winks::

Capt_Beauregard:
 Sailor: What's goin on, here? ::growls::

Brett:
 <Sailor> CO: Well shir...me an boys was thinkin' that the sails were a
little... drab.  ::Burps::  So I sent 'em off t' be dyed!

Estrella_Delgado_Albernaz:
 ::has followed the others, keeping to the rear::

Brett:
 <Sailor> CO: Ye wasn't supposed to be back afore mornin...

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 Sailor: you did what you stupid, good for nothing drunk

Capt_Beauregard:
 Sailor: ye did WHAT?! What were ye thinkin?

Brett:
 <Delgado> ::Speaks from next to the Captain,apparently having followed
them from the bar::

Brett:
 <Delgado> CO: It is truly a loving crew you have Captain.

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 ::takes his elbow, and drives it it to Delgrado's rib's:: Delgrado:
How's that for loving!

Capt_Beauregard:
 ::glares at Delgado::

Estrella_Delgado_Albernaz:
 ::keeps as far from her father as possible, annoyed that he followed
them::

Capt_Beauregard:
 Delgado: I sup'pose ye think this is funny, do ye?

Brett:
 <Delgado> ::Doubles over and coughs::  CO: Well, I was going to thank
you for rescuing my Estrella, and offer you an opportunity.  However, if
this is the way I am to be treated...you can forget about the treasure.

Capt_Beauregard:
 Delgado: ::eyeing him suspiciously:: What did ye have in mind?

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 ::thinks this is what alex woud do at this time and pulls out the
Cutlass and presses it against the sailors' throat:: Sailor: Who paid
you to do that... send off our sails?

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 ::wishes now he would have saved that bullet::

Brett:
 <Deglado> CO: Well Captain, I too have no love for that thug Ironface.
And I see you and he are far from amicable.  I have heard of a venture
on which he is embarking and I...wish to interfere.  Or rather, allow
YOU to.

Capt_Beauregard:
 Delgado: Ah, ye want me ter do yer dirty work? Don't wish to do it
yerself, do ye?

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 ::stands and listens to both the Captain, and syrna::

Brett:
 <Delgado> ::Laughs::  CO: Capitan, there is no dirty work beyond the
garnering of a fortune.  I already have one.  And I do not wish Ironface
to posess... the treasure of Nuestra Senorade Guadalupe!

Estrella_Delgado_Albernaz:
 ::listens with the doctor::

Capt_Beauregard:
 :: stops short at the mention of the treasure. ::

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 Sailor: Tell me where you sent them!

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 ::isn't sure what the treasure of Nuestra Senorade Guadalupa is but he
is sure that a pirate would know::

Brett:
 <Sailor> Alexandra: Why...to...to Ivan's of course.

Capt_Beauregard:
 Sevastapol: Perhaps our drunken sailor would like ter recover the
sails right away?

Brett:
 <Delgado> CO: The Guadelupe is leaving Veracruz for Spain within the
week.  Ironface means to waylay her and take the treasure.  If you
hurry, you might beat him to it.

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 CO: I will get them.. the Atocha is not sailing anywhere without her
sails or me... ::swiftly moves off to find Ivan's::

Capt_Beauregard:
 Delgado: What's in this fer ye?

Brett:
 <Sailor> ::Calls after Alexandra::  Alexandra: But they aren't ready
yet!

Estrella_Delgado_Albernaz:
 ::shuffles her feet as she listens::

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 ::ignores the bumbling idiot and keeps going::

Brett:
 <Delgado> CO: ::Sighs::  It is apparent that my daughter wishes to
remain with you.  Despite your rough exterior, I have heard you are an
honorable man...with this treasure, EStrella can be supported in proper
style as befiting a lady of her station.

Capt_Beauregard:
 :: Narrows his eyes, looks between Delgado and Estrella. ::

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 Capt: I have another elbow, I can render usefull if you wish ::looks
at Delgado::

Estrella_Delgado_Albernaz:
 ::shakes her head at Beauregard and frowns at her father:: Delgado:
Father, I'm not a china doll anymore.

Capt_Beauregard:
 :: Holds hand out for CNS, indicated he should wait to hear what else
Delgado says first. ::

Brett:
 <Delgado> Estrella: But nina, this life is not for you!  In no time you
will be wanting silk dresses and fine wine...I am only concerned for you

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 ::he really wanted to elbow him again, but restrains himself and
listens::

Estrella_Delgado_Albernaz:
 Delgado: How would you know what I want, you never ask. You just do it
all and assume I want it.

Capt_Beauregard:
 :: Watches the conflict between father and daughter intently, looking
for something that help him decide what to do next. ::

Brett:
 <Delgado> Estrella: But...I am your father..of course I want to take
care of you.

Estrella_Delgado_Albernaz:
 Delgado: Taking care of me is one thing, making me into something you
want is another. I have never been allowed to make any choices for
myself until now.

Brett:
 <Delgado> Estrella: ::Sighs::  But, if you do not wish to have these
riches.. then I am sure I will not need to trouble the good captain any
longer.

Estrella_Delgado_Albernaz:
 Delgado: Will you leave us alone if we agree to your terms regarding
the treasure?

Capt_Beauregard:
 Delgado: Now, now.. there be no need for haste...

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 ::returns with the sails and a bevvy of sailors carrying said sails::
Sailors: Get those on the Atocha.

Dr_Abernathy_Montgomery:
 ::smiles::  outloud: If the young lady doensn't wish to use the
treasure for her self, I am sure we could find other uses

Estrella_Delgado_Albernaz:
 ::frowns but moves away letting the men talk::

Brett:
 <Delgado> Estrella: Yes.  If that is your wish.

Capt_Beauregard:
 Sevastapol: Use whatever means at yer disposal ter get those sails
up.

Brett:
 <Delgado> CO: Very well Captain, let us go aboard your ship and I
will tell you what I know.

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 CO: Aye. ::starts ordering sailors around again, keeping them 
lively::

Capt_Beauregard:
 Delgado: I be a man of me word, I assure ye. But let's not talk
here...

Alexandra_Sevastapol:
 ::would smirk at the Captain's predicament with Estrella... if
she werent Vulcan::

Brett:
 <<<<Pause>>>>