Sea Wolf {buildingaspaceship & Mademoiselle}

[Mademoiselle]

Ahoy!




It is the time of treasures, skull and crossbones. Pirates roam the sea like


wolves in the forest. Raiding, killing and stealing anything and anyone they


want. Port Royale, St. Mary's Island and Tortuga are some of the well known


pirate strongholds. There they exploit the riches and other treasures stolen.


Rum and women is what taverns usually provide and what the they spend


their pieces on. No body or place is safe. The warning spreads:

Beware of the sea wolves.

Since the late 17th century, the population of British in the Mosquito Bay


began increasing. The capital, Sandy Bay, intrigued many nobles with its


warm weather, white sand and turquoise water. The pirates roaming


around noticed the number of british ships and the route became a hot


spot for pirates to gain riches. The route became more dangerous and


harder for the british to cross by. Which is why on May of 1708, a lone


majestic ship with white sails and noble family flags was expected by a


group of pirates in their ship not too far away. They had spent their


money for the past month in several taverns and set out a week ago in


search of another ship to raid. And they had just found their treasure.

Clothes




Elizabeth Percy sighed as she yet again closed her locket with the picture of her fiance inside. She was seated on the master bedroom in the boat, seated on the baby blue daybed she had brought with her from england. It was one month since she had boarded the ship and still no sign of touching land. She didn't feel particularly excited in the first place about getting married, but having to be stucked in a boat for a month without any company but some sailors didn't help the case. Her fiance, Duke John Campbell, and her father were already waiting for her in Sandy Bay. If it weren't for the wedding taking place, Elizabeth would be thrilled about going to the Caribbean, where she would be surrounded by so many new interesting new things. She began thinking of what she would do when she arrived at the bay but a sudden noise broke her train of thought.

There was a loud BOOM followed by a CRASH were heard. Most of the screams shouted were muffled by the walls of Elizabeths chamber, but she heard one pretty clearly. Pirates. She stood from her couch and paced around her room nervously. There weren't many people on the boat, there were very few soldiers. It wasn't too long before she heard jubilant shouts that she didn't recognize. Not knowing what else to do, Elizabeth began looking for a place to hide. But it was too late already. Heavy footsteps were inching near rapidly and the door was slammed open. Elizabeth cowered back in fear. She grabbed her fan and pointed it towards her intruder, her arms shaking.

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[buildingaspaceship]

They had taken over the ship, the whole crew, causing mayhem and chaos with every step they took, and they loved it. They enjoyed the feeling of adrenaline, given to them by taking over a boat, taking whatever they wanted. Most of his crew were on the upper decks, but Loki and Jack were looking for people on the lower decks, accompanied by Ruben and Christian who were looking for any sort of jewel or coin they could find. Loki had split off from the group, heading dorm a fancy looking hallway and finding a large door that looked more expensive than anything he had ever owned. Loki pushes open the door forcefully, looking inside and, to his surprise, finding a girl. Her fan pointed towards him, he didn't feel remotely threatened, his sword attached to his hip on his raggedy pants.


He looks from her to his sword before drawing it and pointing it towards her, "don't humour me, girly, put down the fan," he smirks. His voice was thick with a foreign accent, English was not his mother tongue, but it was the one he used the most often.


He steps closer towards her, his smirk growing into a wide and arrogant grin as he uses his free hand to pick up an expensive jewel lying on a table, he doesn't take his eyes off her as he shoves it in his pocket, before stepping closer to the girl, dressed in such fancy dress compared to his rags and beads. He raises his eyebrows at her, before batting the fan away in a swift motion with his sword. Now that she was unarmed and defenceless, he didn't know what to do with her. "Jack!" He calls, "I've found a girl!"

 

[Mademoiselle]

Elizabeth scanned the stranger from the tip of his dark hair to shoes he wore. She was expecting some eye patch or parrot, but alas none was present. He pretty much looked like the drunks passed out in taverns back in london. But one with a sword. Except his accent tipped him off as a foreigner.


"W-well, I would actually like to keep -- Hey! That's mine!" She protested when he pocketed a jewel off her table. He stepped closer to her and she retreated back until her back touched the couch edge. But he had already took her fan out of her hands by then. "But you can have it if you want..." Then he called for another man called Jack and Elizabeth put a hand to her heart, a futile attempt to calm herself down.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

He eyed her, up and down slowly, like any other girl that he would meet, checking out the sights and being rather rude in other peoples eyes, but normal in his own, as he waited for Jack to arrive. He didn't take very long, barging into the room ungracefully, covered in stolen jewels with a grin plastered onto his dirty face. His beard was scruffy and short, and had various food remnants left behind from since he had last bathed (which I don't think I need mention was very long ago). His sword by his hip, he approached Levi and her.


"Girl?" He questions, his eyes bright and his speech slightly slurred, though much more English sounding than Levi's. His eyes go around the room slowly, taking in the elegance and fancy design, and he sees the ring glittering on her finger. "An' a rich one too? Din't think there'd be a girl on this ship, let along a rich'un. What're you? A queen?" He says, looking her over as though she were a piece of meat, or a jewel to pocket. Girls were hard to come by at sea, and the only girls in cities who ever took an interest in a pirate were only interested in their coin. None of them were a scratch on a real woman.


Levi laughs, raising his eyebrows, and lowering his sword. He was slightly less threatening, though as he hadn't sheathed his sword, he was ready to threaten her again if anything went skewish. "Don't be foolish, Jack, she ain't old enough to be a queen." He states, walking around her room slowly and opening an expensive looking jewellery box.


Jack walks towards her, raising a dirty hand with bitten yellow fingernails, and taking a lock of her brown hair between his fingers. He furrows his eyebrows at her. "A princess, then?" He questions.


Levi takes out a jewelled necklace from the box, and a ring, sticking those into his pockets, before picking up a small shining diamond, and tossing it up into the air and catching it, again and again, he spoke with a different tone, one that suggested business. "Why should we care what she is? The real question is, what do we do with her?"

 

[Mademoiselle]

Elizabeth looked away when she saw the pirate looking at her and crossed her arms to cover herself. She shifted her footing from side to side and couldn't help but look around the room nervously. She wished she had never set a foot in this stupid boat. Then came the other pirate, Jack, and she wrinkled her nose. Not had he lots of jewels that the ship previously held, but he also had a stinking smell. He also had a beard with food in it! Pigs. She thought disgusted in her head and didn't meet any of the mens eyes.


She hid her hands behind her back when Jack mentioned her engagement ring. No matter how much she disliked her fiance, she couldn't lose the ring. John was a first son so he got the family ring and her parents would give her hell if she lost it. Pirates or no pirates involved. She shook her head at Jack at his comment of being a queen, but didn't say anything. She did feel more relieved when the other cast down his sword, letting out a big breath she didn't know she was holding up.


Elizabeth instantly regretted it though. Jack approached her and grabbed a strand of her hair. She got a closer wif off his scent and turned her head so he wouldn't be touching her hair. "Do not touch me. I'm not a princess, I'm a countess."


She then looked at the other guy. "I'm engaged to a duke. He is waiting for me in Sandy Bay for us to get married. I'm sure he would reward you handsomely if I told him about the situation." At least I hope so. She didn't say the last part outside, but she was mostly sure that at least her father would pay some money to have his daughter back. If not, then she would have to find a way to bribe them, and she didn't have enough jewels for that.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

Levi and Jack looked at each other, with the promise of money on the line their ears had pricked and interest had sparked. "It ain't for us to say, is it Jack?" He asks, a curious tone to his voice, as he puts the jewellery box into a bag attached to his hip. Jack was still too close to the woman, having no respect for personal space and women in general, as was the way. Levi looks her over, his fingers brushing against the handle of his sword, tracing the familiar pattern with his fingers.


"No, it's for ya' father to decide, ain't it?" Jack says slowly, before stepping away from the woman reluctantly. "Take 'er to the Cap'n, I can 'andle the treasures with Ruben n' Christian." He smiles, a toothy grin that showed a variety of his teeth were missing, before walking over to a dresser and pulling open the drawers roughly. He begins to root through them with a sly smile on his face at the sight of ladies underwear. Levi rolls his eyes.


Drawing his sword yet again, he walks towards the girl and grabs her arm roughly, pulling her with him in the direction of the door. He walked so that the blade of his sword was at her neck, meaning that if she made a sudden movement, or tried to escape, she would be dead. Her life was nothing to him, she was just another countess who crossed his path. "Your name, countess?" He asks her, quietly, his breath on her neck as he pushed her through the bottom of the ship, and eventually found the stairs. The ship was still full of noise, the sound of pirates laughter and of various men's shouting voices, it sounded like the pirates were winning.


Pushing her up the stairs roughly, he reaches the daylight of the outside, on the top deck. The sights that unfolded before them were chaotic. The pirate ship was anchored next to this one, and on it flew the flag of the Keic's. It was a well known flag, one that meant death, or danger. One that meant pirates. The Keics were well known for their ruthlessness, and their flag struck fear into the hearts of those whose ships they passed. Some of the sailors and men on the ship were laying dead on the floor, sword in their hand, as though they had died to defend, some were tied up, those were the ones who were shouting. The pirates were helping throw the treasures that they found on this ship onto their own, and his father could be seen stood on the deck of their ship, The Wandering Hangman. His father looked old, but tan, and yes sort of ill though today was one of his good days. He had a large grin on his lips, and the hat on his head was positioned perfectly, he met his sons eye, seeing him with the countess, and if it were possible, his grin stretched even wider.

 

[Mademoiselle]

Elizabeth caught from the look of the two men that she had hit the right spot with money. Jack still hadn’t moved away, but she feared if she pushed him away, harm might go her way. So she stood as stoically as she could and breathing through her mouth. He did step away when he mentioned the other man’s father, Elizabeth felt a mixed feeling about this. Seemed like he was the captain. Hopefully he will settle for an agreement she told herself. She grimaced slightly when she saw Jack’s toothy smile. She took a step forward when he started rummaging over her clothes. “Be careful with that, they're delicate and custom made.”


She felt like saying more, but the other man pulled his sword out and grabbed her by her arm. She could only look back worriedly as he dragged roughly to the door. If she didn’t feel threatened enough by his strong grip, being forced to walk with a sword to her throat certainly did. When he asked for her name, she shivered and answered at once. “E-Elizabeth Percy. What is your name?”


The ship was in a hullaballoo when they climbed up the stairs. She forced to focus on an invisible spot as she walked forward. The sailors that had traveled with her were all there. Either dead on the ground or tied up. She couldn’t stand to look at the pool of blood on the floor or the looks she received from the men.


Beside her boat, was a pirate ship. She recognized the flag proudly flapping from it. Her fiancée and father had been looking at several flags one afternoon and chatting about them. She hadn’t paid attention because, well, she thought they were talking about something boring. Now it seems like she had it all wrong. Several pirates were carrying riches into their ship and she looked longingly at them. She then noticed they were walking towards a man standing not too far away. He didn’t look much different from the other men walking around, except he had a hat. That’s what pegged him as the captain to her, plus he radiated a sort of power that the others did not. She would’ve curtsied, but seeing as she had a sword to her throat she opted not to. So she gave a little nod in greeting to the captain.

 

[buildingaspaceship]

"You don't need to know my name, Miss Percy," he says, shoving her in the direction of the large wooden plank that created a bridge between the two ships. He stepped around the body of a man, looking down at his face at his unblinking and cold dead eyes, and he looked away slowly. He wasn't much phased by the sight of the dead, though it did often leave a slight sickness in his stomach. He pushed her onto the plank, walking steadily with her from her old ship to his.


The Wandering Hangman was a fine and large ship, and his father (sometimes even referred to as 'The Hangman', instead of Captain Keic, which was probably something to do with the amount of times he had been sentenced to death by hanging, though escaped with seconds to spare) was stood proudly on its dark wooden deck with his hands behind his back. Loki lead her over to his father, before removing the blade from her throat and sheathing his sword. James looks at Elizabeth, his eyebrows raised and his hands still behind his back, and it was then that the two began to converse together in the tongue that, though they didn't use often, Loki was raised speaking. "Por qué me has traído a una chica, mi hijo?" His father said, narrowing his eyes at the girl.


Loki keeps one hand on the girls arm tightly, the other was on his hip. His father raises a hand and gestures for him to let go of her, so he reluctantly does so, putting both hands in his pockets. It's not like Elizabeth could successfully get away, the watchful eyes on both ships were observing everything that happened, if the girl tried to escape, someone would surely hurt her. "Padre, le dijo a su prometido que pagaría por su regreso a Sandy Bay." He was explaining the situation to his father, about how her fiancé would pay for her to return safely to Sandy Bay. His father raises his eyebrows, "Y esperas que tomar esta decisión?" Loki nods. "Usted es el capitán, padre."


James nods his head slowly, "¿Cómo se llama?" he asks his son, who quickly answer with her name. James now turns to Elizabeth. "Elizabeth. Your fiancé, will give us... Money? For your return?" He asks her, signalling for them both to follow him. Loki tightly grabs her arm and leads her, following his father into the captains quarter.


Inside, a desk was littered with parchment and quills, coins and jewels scattered on the table. The one bed in the room was unmade and messy, with clothes disregarded on top of the blanket. The walls were covered in faded and scratched wallpaper. There were no paintings, or anything memorable of his sons that had died before Loki. James shut the door behind them with his foot, and Loki let go of the girl once again.

 

[Mademoiselle]

Elizabeth felt aghast at the pirate's rudeness, even though she should've expected it. She tried her best to not look down when walking down but failed. She felt her knees weaken at the sight and though of plunging down into the mysterious water. Taking a few deep breaths, she forced herself to keep on walking on.


Never had Elizabeth expected to actually use her knowledge learned from her language classes. When the pirate and the captain begin speaking, she looked down to the floor and began chewing on her lip, concentrating on their words. She was proud of herself when she did actually learn in the stupid language class. If she didn't get it before, now she certainly knew the captain was the pirate's father. They only seemed to talk about the situation. She wanted to let out a sigh of relief but she felt like they would take her listening to their conversation badly.


When the Captain turns to her and asks her about the money, she quickly nods. "I'm pretty sure he will. His family is there too so it would look very ungentlemanly, very bad, of him not to pay for his fiance's safe return." She said rapidly as she follows the captain inside with the pirate holding her arm tightly again. My arm will be surely sore later She grumbled in her thoughts.


Walking into the room she looks around. Pretty much reflected all of the pirates appearance. Unkempt and messy. She then continues speaking "My family is also there, if John doesn't help then my father would. I'm sure he has some money on him or can give you some sort of check you could use. I could send a letter in advance to tell one of them to arrange for money if you please."