by . étoile » Thu Apr 09, 2015 3:27 pm
Captain Florin didn't flinch when the arrow went past his head. There were always the people that fought, filled with hope. But hope is like a bag of sand, it can easily break. Most of all, people always missed when it came to arrows with him. Maybe it was his hair, or his eyes, but they always get...distracted. And the woman below was certainly hoping that she would distract him. She thought wrong.
With a wave of his hand, a few of his crew knew that the woman below had to be taken care of. Her white hair was strange, for she had a young face. Sprout almost went along with the crew, but Florin stopped her by placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. "You worked hard today, you should rest." He shakes his head. "But Captain-" Florin gives Sprout a stern look, and Sprout dips his small head. "If that's what you wish." The conman looked up at the captain. Narrowing his black eyes, Florin shakes his head. "You're not going to trick me." The prisoner raises a thick brow. "What? I wasn't going to trick you-how did you know?" Captain Florin almost laughs, but he hasn't done that until now. "Why, a conman like yourself should know. Sprout, watch him."
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Chel wakes to an unfamiliar smell. It was salty and strong. Before her, a short pirate sits on a stool, smirking. She straightens when she hears Tulio. "Well, I don't suppose that a man like you would let me, out?" The pirate shakes his head, a fierce glow in his eyes. "Well, for a buck a beer I wouldn't dare let a mate like you out." Tulio sighs. But, he always has plan, right? And where was Miguel? Nearby, she spots a thin piece of steel. Painfully, she reaches out her foot. After struggling, she gets it. With her free hands, Chel frees herself. But for now, she has to pretend that she's still chained. The pirate on the stool turns to her. "Damn fussy prisoners." Slowly, he stands up and goes to Chel.
Chel gives a nervous laugh. She could feel all eyes on her alone. The pirate cocks his head, but returns to the stool. The ship rocks, and Chel almost throws up. She has been on canoes, but ships were a different story.
(Should Winter get captured?)