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- Posted: Sun, 29 Apr 2012 07:46:03 +0000
She cocked an eyebrow at that; ‘Watery grave indeed.’ Her eyes rolled in a somehow graceful manner as the pigs behaved as so. The raven haired girl was beginning to think she should have let her sister take on this task. Chastity felt as if she had been fooled be the council into thinking this was a great honor when in fact it was a means of punishment for a crime she had unwittingly committed. Being around humans, let alone filthy men, took an unending amount of patience.
Ignoring the offered hand, she took hold of the rope ladder. How the man expected her to climb in heeled boots and a corset boggled her mind. Just once she would like to see a man attempt to perform a task in heels.
Chastity climbed at a slow pace, using the divot in the boots to slide along the rope. She was thankful the wind was mellow and refrained from exposing any more of her bloomers then any men looking up at her needed to see. She really didn’t have any modesty, her natural form was nude after all; but hearing them making even more vulgar comments might draw her over the edge and end in early execution.
Not really caring where the almighty captain was, but assuming close behind, she decided to just head all the way to the top. If he had a problem with it, they could deal with it on the ship.