Pirates (Katrina and Randomguy12something...)

[Katrina]

Princess Abigail gazed out over the ocean. She was aboard the ship with her father and crew heading to a neighboring kingdom where she was to wed the prince there. The two kings felt it a good match to keep peace between the kingdoms and to insure they each had an ally they could turn to in the case of war.

Princess Abigail wore an elegant full light pink dress and a tiara on her head. Abigail barely stood 5 feet and weighed a mere 100 pounds. She'd just turned 16 as it was customary to wed even earlier than that. Her black hair cascaded down her back as her green eyes watched a pair of dolphins swimming beside the ship. She really wasn't ready to be married yet, but knew that her father had her best interests at heart. He was making sure she'd be taken care of as well and that there would be peace between the kingdoms.

Suddenly there came a cry from the crow's nest. "PIRATES! Starboard side!" Abigail ran to the other side of the ship and stared at the massive ship approaching quickly with the jolly rogers skull and crossbones flag flying. A crewman quickly ushered her to her room and told her to stay there.

She heard the cannons and the clashing of swords above and she paced in her room not knowing what was going on. And then...there was silence. Abigail's heart pounded in her chest and she was terrified. She grabbed a sword from the wall and held it shaking in her hands, not even holding it correctly, she stared at the door.

 

[RandomGuy12something...]

Captain Llorente has light brown sandy skin colour, long combed back black hair which is held back by a bright red bandana with white skulls printed all over, a thick, black, luscious beard which protrudes out, level with his collar bones. He has a thin lined moustache just above his upper lip and a neat rectangular patch of hair just below his bottom lip. His eyes are dark brown but hazel in sunlight and around his eye lashes is thick mascara to add an intimidating look. He has a straight pointed nose and his facial features. He stands at around 5'10" in height and weighs 10 stones, thus having a skinny build. His set of abdominal muscles on the right side are slightly higher than the set on the left. However, his skinniness is concealed by his white loose fitted flowing shirt which goes down to his thighs, a black belt running across his waistline with a sheathe for his sword. On top, he shrouds his shirt with a black ankle length coat which is slit from the his rear down to deceptively add a bulky look. He's also wearing a pair of black trousers to match the black coat and a pair of dark brown boots which overlap his trousers.

The Spanish pirate was the most feared outlaw to run the seas. The waves were rough, crashing against the boat, causing the ship to err in direction. The rain pelts down and a loud thunder strike can be heard from a distance. Standing at the edge of the ship, one foot planted on the edge of the ship, elbow resting on his knee, he looks ahead at the lone ship, a smirk blossoming from his face, causing his lips to curve up one side of his mouth. Without even uttering a word the crew direct the ship to the other, aligning parallel to the neighbouring ship.
Cannons shoot out a flurry of cannon balls, damaging the sides of the neighbouring ship, though the two ships sail hand in hand. An anchor is flinged across one ship to another and drawn back, the hooks latching onto the wood on the inner part of the ship, piercing a gap to claw the ship closer.
A host of pirates leap overboard, a few not making the jump, drowning in the sea. The sound of men charging at their prey fills overpowers the sound of the mighty waves, the visiting ship flowing with blood of Royal Marines. The Captain himself stays put, simply turning his head to watch all the commotion. He turns on his heels and walks over to the end of his ship, leaping over to the other, walking through a battle field without even flinching. He draws his sword out and walks arrogantly through the fighting seamen, a pair of them fighting in his path as he walks. The intensity of it can be seen as their swords cling as they clash. The pair hold their swords together as they lick horns, in what seemed like an intense and even battle. Nonetheless, he mercilessly decapitates both their heads, despite one being one of his own men. He knew exactly where he was heading, to get the most invaluable treasure on that ship; the princess. He meanders past the dead bodies and sees one of the opposing ship men charging at him with a sword. He merely turns his head, causing the man to slow down, fear evident in the man's eyes as they build he as though he'd seen a ghost. The man barely mouths the Captains name, on for him to walk to his death as the Captain slays him, reversing his sword into the man's abdomen, slowly pulling it out. He bends down and wipes the blood of the man in his own shirt, looking up at the cabin door. He smirks and kicks open the wooden door. "Now where's my treasure hiding?" He scans the room and sees her standing there pathetically and cackles lightly. "Now, now, sweet 'art, put that down. I ain't gonna bite cha!" He says, arrogantly walking towards her, chest puffed out. "Come with dignity or be dealt with in an unfashionable manner." He offers, tilting his head in the direction of the door.

 

[Katrina]

Abigail let out a soft cry as the door crashed open and the pirate captain stood in the doorway. With the door now open she heard the triumph cheers of what was left of his crew. The blade in her hand trembled visibly before she let it fall to the floor and she lowered her eyes in defeat. She was terrified yet couldn't deny how handsome the pirate captain was. She sighed softly.

She slowly moved to follow him. All she could hope for was he wouldn't hurt her...or let his men hurt her. She knew herself how valuable she was to him. He would be able to fetch a hefty reward for her from either her father, or the prince she was to marry. It was only a matter of surviving the ordeal until then.

 

[RandomGuy12something...]

The Captain watches her reaction and nods at her, turning on his heels. He walks by the cabin door and calls out at the top of his lungs. "Sii-lencccce!" Almost instantaneously, the uproar is drowned by silence. "Men, we are yet again victorious and undefeated on the sea. Let every man take what he will and we shall be off on our next voyage. You have til' the hour. Go!" He preaches, looking around in a semi circle whilst speaking. The crowd start chanting their infamous chant once he finishes; We are The Bandits. He waves to the crewmen, waving both his hands in a dismissive manner, a gesture they're familiar with; to enjoy themselves, then turns his head around to face her. "Two options. Pack your things and leave now without a word or resist and be forced to live on the ship as you are." He says, not even looking her directly at her. Looking out through the circular cabin window, he places his arms behind his back, one hand gripping the wrist of the other, noticing the weather is dreadful, he purses his lips and shakes his head, clicking his tongue thrice. All the while, his mind concentrates on both the sound and direction on the waves, eyes closed only for a crewman of high ranking to stand by the door and call him, telling him the crew have taking the booty and are ready for his order. He interrupts the man midway, holding a palm out, the man immediately halting his speech. The Captain waves him out, his eyelids still shut throughout.

 

[Katrina]

Abigail saw how his crew responded to him and could tell he was a man to be feared. She'd heard the rumors of this man and she wasn't about to test him. She gazed to her trunk in the corner of the room. Most of her things were in that trunk. Beside that was a trunk containing a dowry for her soon to be husband. She was quick about it because in the silence, even she could feel the boat beginning to rock more and knew there was a storm brewing.

She sighed softly and moved to collect her things: brush, mirror, comfy pillow...And she placed them in the trunk. She picked up her crown from the table and a diamond necklace and she put both on. Both had belonged to her mother and were very special to her.

She turned and gazed to the captain. "I...I'm ready sir..." She said softly speaking to him for the first time.