starboob
lover / leaver
♕ PRINCESS VERITY (EXILED) ♕
What's more shocking to Verity? What the word means? That Ylna has attributed it to Iskra? That there is the possibility that it is true? The story certainly corroborates what she is saying and, unfortunately, it is all too easy to picture the captain that clueless; after all, she hardly ever picked up on Verity's sarcasm (actually, she can't recall a specific time where Iskra seemed to even notice it; or, perhaps, she is equally good at deadpan humor? No, no, the princess is almost certain the pirate isn't versed in the subtleties). Still, it's hard to believe that Iskra hasn't had the experience before; she reads as such a romantic that Verity had assumed she's charmed her way into many beds.
However, just as Ylna starts to get to something she knows will be juicy, the captain in question interrupts. Had it been anyone else, Verity would have been noticeably annoyed (she loves a good piece of gossip––gossip is just information that needs to be taken with a grain of salt). Instead though, a bright smile streaks across her face, her eyes twinkle like dancing stars, and she clasps her hands together over her chest. "Iskra!" But what Iskra has to say just causes her roll her eyes––though she still beams, more amused and exasperated than anything else. "You know, if I were a wiser fool I would think you are actually trying to kill me of boredom. I promise you, Iskra, my delicate princess body, or whatever it is you're concerned with me damaging, will not suddenly burst to dust because I am having fun.
"These lovely ladies," she gestures to Ylna, Myrne, and Saavika, "Saved me from such fate, as boredom certainly would have caused that outcome, and invited me to drink with them." She hiccups. "Anyway, you act as if I'm incapable of of defending myself––I joined the arm wrestling competition," because that is obviously the strongest argument in her arsenal of 'I can defend myself.' It isn't like she is ever weaponless; it isn't as if she doesn't have training; it isn't as if she doesn't know what she's doing (sort of).
All that said, she is happy that Iskra had decided to abandon whatever task had previously held her attention to join the party. She is quite curious about what the pirate is like among her crew. Now that she has met the crew without Iskra and met Iskra without the crew, she wonders what they are all like together. More than that, though, she likes spending time with the captain; maybe it's the freshness of her new friend that makes their interactions exciting or maybe it's that, up until this point, Iskra had been her main point of social contact... In either case, there is no denying how her heart leaps with excitement when they do get chances to chat outside of breakfast (an unfortunately rare occurrence. She wonders if Iskra had only been interested in her for her leads on the wayfinder and only entertains breakfast because of her promise; maybe that is true and perhaps even incredibly likely––if this is on her mind, she doesn't let on).
Her arms cross over her chest and she pouts with faux petulance, "Iskra, are you embarrassed of me? Because it took your crew ambushing me outside of my quarters to finally become acquainted with them," Despite what she says and how she says it, her eyes still dance and her smile so obvious it would be hard for even Iskra to miss the jest (though, perhaps, Verity needs to be reminded that this pirate is full of surprises). "Stay with us, please," yes, she does give the captain her widest eyes and even pulls on the sleeve of her coat. Of course, instead of waiting for an answer, she hurriedly continues, "We have to get you a drink––I've missed you."
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