Sep 24, 2008 13:53
Lt. Commander Sheppard was young and much too headstrong for his post. He had been chasing his nemesis, Antonio Stark, the notorious pirate, for far too many years already. Back then he still believed in the infallibility of the British Navy, and had to, for it was his home by proxy. And the only place that would have him. Britain was in his heart and the Daedalus required his unorthodox methods to stay afloat. The only thing he could be entirely certain of, however, was that Stark would die by his blade, and his blade alone.
Chin held high, and two Lieutenants flanking his side, he gingerly rang the doorbell to Stark's house. There wasn't a chance in hell he was home, but they might find something inside... maybe something to give him cause to blow the man to pieces next they met.
The last thing John expected was for a young, petite.. thing to answer the door. And young though she was, she had the presence of a lady, and he knew he was unsuccessful in hiding his shock. Clearing his throat, he attempted to regain his bearings, adjusting his coat and nodding at the girl.
"I am Lieutenant Commander Sheppard." Another throat-clearing as he dusted off his gloves. "There are three outstanding warrants on Antonio Stark's arrest. Are you related or otherwise affiliated with this man?"
rp:pepper,
verse:tempus