Jack Rogers | Captain | Pirate | Male | 32 | Tag/s: Crew Jack slightly raised an eye brow upon the stutter of his first mate. What exactly was it that caused a reaction such as that. He thought to question her, only to glanced over upon the harbor, noting the male again, who looked a bit Spanished if he had to decide right away, as it seemed he had seen him before, and the male was still trying to get their attention, but the distance from the habor was too much to hear anyone, and Jack was not planning to get close. His glance went to Sarah once more as he raised a hand, knowing the navy would be panicking now, knowing they knew what their own cannons were aimed for. "Fire the cannons, me hearties," he ordered, though his voice was not loud and commanding as it had been through the battle, but more cold and hardened.
Ace D. Rogers | Swashbuckler/Navigator | Pirate | Male | 35 | Tag/s: Crew -Part of the crew keeping the ship upon its heading.-
(Will post wil next time, as not sure right now what to write.)
Wolfram smirked upon Chase's words of what he meant when he said he was thinking of him. "Oh, I looked nice?" Wolfram questioned, his voice like that if a soft purr as he spoke. Though his eyes looked carefully over Chase, he noticed the other one looking away from him, and he shrugged slightly, before the needle went into Chase's hand, and the blonde carefully sewed up the wound, leaving a small opening to allow it to drain, if needed. "There now, not too painful," Wolfram went on, as he put the needle and thread down, running a gunfire carefully over his own sutures. Wolfram took some gauze to place over the wound, before he wrapped it, carefully, and softly, his fingers lightly moving upon Chase's hand, before the stopped, the bandage complete and, in his own thoughts, not bad at all. "Perfect. You are quit an adorable and perfect patient," he finished off with a soft smile, before cleaned up the bandage supply, and put it back in the box overly organized. "Feel better?"
Cloud muttered a few choices words when they were fired upon, and the admiral quickly started to yell basic maneuvers for them to get away from the ship with as little damage as possible. As the ship they were after - the Fozen Ruby, began to go in the direction of the Squall, their own ship went in persecute. They needed to keep the two pirate ships from getting close, and truly teaming up. One pirate was causing enough damage, and two somehow would feel like a lot more than just two ships. How in the world could the Royal Navy be having sommuch trouble with two ships, when they easily brought down war ships from other nations? "Those captains... One appears to be crazy, and one to be a genius...."
(New post to come. Haha.)
