Sail the Seas (Pirate RP Needs Members!)

[intriguing]

Rodney shrugged. He didn't want to be mean to Hattie as she had been so kind to them, but there was a part of him that was wary, a part of him that thought she might not be as sweet as she seemed at first.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

[Ugh, I'm sick of being tricky. Hattie's as nice as they come, no surprises. Too much death recently.]

Hattie bustled back into the kitchen with a kind smile, carrying a tall stack of dirty plates. "Here," she said, setting them down next to a large tub of hot water. "I'll wash, and you two dry, and I'll be repaid for the cornbread." Melody stood, gesturing with a flick of her index finger for Rodney to do the same. "Thank you very much, Miss Hattie," she said with a smile.

[Anomaly]

Sinbad watched Sonja and went after her. Images of his past kept sneaking up on him, like haunting ghosts of the past. You killed us. You murdered us. He shook his head and continued to trudge behind. The voice were getting louder, saying that he would be scorn, unloved and dead.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

Sonja slowed down her pace almost unconsciously until she was walking alongside Sinbad. She was wearing a white full-sleeved shirt and gray breeches, patched. Her long blond hair- which was almost brown enough to not be blond- was pulled back into a horsetail so that it would be out of her stormy gray-green eyes. She said nothing, but she felt an uncomfortable lightness at her waist where there should have been a saber and pistol.

[Anomaly]

Sinbad put the bloody dagger away. It would be a reminder for him for a long time. It had been his fault that her fiancée got killed. And he had sent the body to a watery grave for his last place. Where he would live on. He took off the bandanna around his forehead with a knot in the center and readjusted it to keep the front of his hair out of his pale blue eyes. He sighed. "Where to?"

[Wildmagic_warrior]

Sonja didn't speak- didn't trust her voice not to quaver with unshed tears- but instead pointed at the eating house ahead, the one above whose door hung a thick wooden sign emblazoned with a cat. She blinked several times, then looked straight ahead, pretending she felt nothing. Pretending it was someone else's love who had died. Pretended it was someone else's brother to whom she was giving word of death.

[Anomaly]

Sinbad looked at her. "Sonja..." He sighed softly. "You can mourn for him. It's good for the soul." Even for those who have none.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

"For the soul?" Sonja replied, her voice wavering dangerously. She sounded as if she were about to cry, and knew it, too. Sonja closed her hands into fists, digging her nails into her palms until she felt them become wet with blood. "Sinbad, you know not what you say. Sonja is not here- she has left, flown off to some distant place. I stay in her stead. There's no soul here." She turned, eyes filling rapidly, and a tear streamed down her cheek before she could brush it angrily away.

[Anomaly]

Sinbad gently grabbed her arm. "Sonja, I know that you do. Even pirates like me do." Sinbad covered his mouth and turned away. He had said too much. He stared at the ground, ready to run if need be.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

"A pirate," scoffed Sonja, pulling away from Sinbad angrily. "Of course." She glared directly into his face, being as tall as he was, then growled, "Piracy is only one step below murder- we'll both burn in hell for our crimes." She turned away and kept walking, her anger burning away the tears in her eyes. When I was a pirate, there was always an ulterior motive. So why did he help Darius? There was nothing to be gained by it. I don't understand.