Fandom Pirates of the Caribbean

[Yanipurr]

Julian sighed he hated swords but decided not to let that influence his view when thinking of a punishment. "Hmm good weight, looks nice, okay condition." Julian muttered he was judging how much these rapiers would cost, it must have been a pretty penny so all in all it was a good steal. He dropped the weapons in front of Aubin. "You can keep the weapons I hate blades anyway, however check with the boss next time you she her and see if she likes them." Julian said smiling maybe h was just being nice because he was a fellow Frenchmen however one thing couldn't go unpunished, the disobeying of the captains orders. Its not the death penalty so what punishment to dish out.


He put down his weapon and looked at Aubin before stiffening his hand and smacking Aubin with the back of his hand and with quite a lot of strength. "Since its your first time offending i'll leave it at that IF you do it again it will be worse much worse." Julian said picking back up his weapon and heading back to the pub slowly.

 

[ParadiseSeeker]

Ashtra rolled her eyes and took another drink, " is there any reason you are speaking to me?" she questioned. It came out a little forceful but she couldn't help it.

 

[Never]

Ashtra rolled her eyes and took another drink, " is there any reason you are speaking to me?" she questioned. It came out a little forceful but she couldn't help it.

He turned back on his seat and faced the bar again, "Yes, I was bored mainly. I knew you were a captain straight away from the way you acted earlier and thought it'd be entertaining talk to you, but now that I've learned you're a Pirate Lord, it's even more interesting." He finished the last bit of his drink and placed it down on the bar, "I'm looking for something interesting to do. Raiding this small town is boring."

 

[Xillia]

She fell to her knees after the stinging pain in her face had appeared. She had been hit, and it hurt, but at least it wasn't as bad as she thought it'd be. And his mercy as to letting her keep the blades only made her happier, she couldn't find a reason to be anywhere near upset. However, she would remain humble. "Oui, I am sorry sir. Next time I wont be so careless." She slowly took the weapons and put them into a safe place in her sash, suddenly feeling much more content in her heart. "And... Thank you... Sir." She'd only let her voice waver for a moment before realizing her mistake, perhaps he would see it as a male going through maturity, a voice crack. She prayed that was it.


The afternoon sky hung over the small island, blood running from the dead body still lying in the street. A lock of golden hair from the faking female pirate slid out from her bandana, hanging at her side. The salty wind from the see rustling her back, she'd been shown mercy, a sigh of relief escaping her as her hand came to her cheek, caressing the firm sting with tenderness.

 

[Yanipurr]

Julian simply nodded and continued walking back to the pub, something did bother him for a moment Aubin sounded like a girl, he looked old enough to have already maturated but that's not the only time Julian had pinned Aubin for a girl they is also how he looks, thinking about it again they is a chance females can have a small chest. He decided to ignore it thinking he had simply over thought it.


Julian arrived back at the pub and walked in. He noticed the captain was sat with another male, someone Julian didn't know not a fellow crew member, no Julian knew all of the crew members back to front so who was this unknown man. Julian decided to keep his head down as he moved towards the bar counter and took a seat their mostly because he didn't what to interrupt Ashtra who knows maybe she had even found a man just the thought of that made Julian chuckle.

 

[Xillia]

She moved slowly towards her hanging hammock, lying down in it, the other hammocks tied to different posts underneath the ship. This was where she slept, this was where she lived, this was home. In a short amount of time, the gentle rocking of the ship had lullabied her soft body to sleep, an angelic sort of feel about the swaying and creaking of wood. The heat of the day being met with the cool chill of the wind.


She would sleep for some time, her feathery blonde hair still tied up, much like it always was, her breasts going numb from being pressed down for so long, a gentle heaving of her chest and the absence of her azure blue eyes, it all made her seem masculine. The absence of so many things, that took away the character of who she truly was, but if any man aboard that ship were to see her true self, they'd know. And even the mere thought of one person knowing would be decisive for the certain people she was hoping to escape.


She would have to keep her identity a secret, unfortunately, there was little to nothing she could do, hiding and remaining oppressed was the only hope that she had. Life for her would come to an end if brought to light, it was best she remained in the darkness, in the world of a dream, where no pain could find her, where the reckless greed of others could not consume her. This was her life, and she intended to live it out as such. There would be no servants to tell her what to do, no arranged marriages, no people who were more significant or insignificant.


Christina was who she was, and she would remain Aubin, the French crewman of the ship, The Raven.


 
She moved slowly towards her hanging hammock, lying down in it, the other hammocks tied to different posts underneath the ship. This was where she slept, this was where she lived, this was home. In a short amount of time, the gentle rocking of the ship had lullabied her soft body to sleep, an angelic sort of feel about the swaying and creaking of wood. The heat of the day being met with the cool chill of the wind.


She would sleep for some time, her feathery blonde hair still tied up, much like it always was, her breasts going numb from being pressed down for so long, a gentle heaving of her chest and the absence of her azure blue eyes, it all made her seem masculine. The absence of so many things, that took away the character of who she truly was, but if any man aboard that ship were to see her true self, they'd know. And even the mere thought of one person knowing would be decisive for the certain people she was hoping to escape.


She would have to keep her identity a secret, unfortunately, there was little to nothing she could do, hiding and remaining oppressed was the only hope that she had. Life for her would come to an end if brought to light, it was best she remained in the darkness, in the world of a dream, where no pain could find her, where the reckless greed of others could not consume her. This was her life, and she intended to live it out as such. There would be no servants to tell her what to do, no arranged marriages, no people who were more significant or insignificant.


Christina was who she was, and she would remain Aubin, the French crewman of the ship, The Raven.

 

[ParadiseSeeker]

Ashtra sighed, "oh really?" interesting is what he said so what did he mean? Ashtra put a hand on the hilt of her word "well then you should go raid another town" she suggested. Making small talk was not her thing, obviously.

 

[Never]

Ashtra sighed, "oh really?" interesting is what he said so what did he mean? Ashtra put a hand on the hilt of her word "well then you should go raid another town" she suggested. Making small talk was not her thing, obviously.

Alexander's chin was now against the Bar counter, he had a bored expression slapped on his face, "Raiding is no fun neither. Where has the adventure gone? What are you up to Nowadays Cap'n, mind sharing your fun with another?" He grinned at her, his head eventually rising from the counter, waving at the bartender so that he gets another drink. "And get my friend here another as well. On me."

 

[Xillia]

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