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 Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 8:15 am
She looked at him and nodded,"My name is Heather Sasuke...whats your name?" she asked kindly, she was trying to be nice she told him his name she wanted to know his name so they were even. She looked at the ocena again and just letting her mind wonder. 
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 8:30 am
Yar har ho har… I’m a pirate…  Forme
“Adrien Scot is what I go by. Though Scott’s my middle and not my last name. I’d tell you my last name. But then I’d have to kill you.” Adrien’s eye gleamed. “And I’m not kidding.” He wasn’t, actually. Almost every port city had heard of his father, who only went by his last name. So Adrien had learned that saying his last name was a big no-no early on. Quite a nuisance, really.
“So, Heather.” Heather was a nice name, he noted. She looked like a Heather, prim and proper, but feisty and resourceful. It was a nice even for a girl. Most of the girls he ever saw were either way too prim, they didn’t care at all and were always drunk, or they slapped you just because they could. “You know me. Born raised, and will forever be a thieving, looting, pirate. A curse placed on me by my ever-loving father.” The sarcasm was practically dripping off of Adrien’s words as he spoke them. How he hated his father for bringing him into this horrid world. He couldn’t even see his mother or sister without someone in the city attempting to behead him. Not that either if them wanted to see him, anyways.
“So how about yourself?”
…Or something like that, anyways.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 8:40 am
Hetaher nodded she kind of felt bad for him, she looked at him,"Well I'm not that rich or wealthy you could say, I can't even pay my taxs or my rent for my apartment. Sometimes I sleep outside, sometimes I had to run from the soldiers cause I wasn't paying, I didn't have any money so..I couldn't." she looked at the ground,"Well my parents were hung...for making a riot against the king..with a few other people."
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 8:57 am
Yar har ho har… I’m a pirate… Forme
Adrien had shifted so he was sitting backwards in the chair, his eye closed and his head set on his arms. “Soldiers are such a hassle.” Adrien said offhandedly. “And I don’t see why everyone has to pay for rooms and houses. You should sleep where you want and go where you please, no rules, no regulations. The reason there are thieves and pirates are because of the fact that you have to pay for everything.” Retorted Adien. Since he was always on a ship and didn’t have to pay like regular people, he didn’t much understand how the cities worked. Not that he wanted to. He liked the ocean. It was free.
“Gah. King, shming.” Adrien’s eyes opened. “He’s such a sham. Besides, he can’t rule us out here. The ocean is free. It’s kill or be killed, you hold your own or ya hold nothing.” Adrien shook his head. “That royal pain in the butt has nothing on pirates. In fact, I’m pretty sure he fears the whole lot o’ us.” Adrien laughed, shaking his head. “I would be a better fit for a king than that dolt. Born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He doesn’t understand nothing.” Adrien’s sailor slang was starting to get the best of him as he got more excited. Something he hated, but couldn’t help.
…Or something like that, anyways.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 9:12 am
"Hey I don't who goes up there as next king I just want the smart a** off that shiny chair of his." she sighed and rubbed her head and moved some of her back cause it was getting in her face,"If he was afraid of pirates I will make sure that will be is next birthday present..." she smiled and looked out the window.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 9:19 am
Yar har ho har… I’m a pirate… Forme
“You talk as if you’re planning on getting off of this ship soon.” Ardrien said, opening his eye. “Which you should definitely change. Because the only land we’ll land on is in a few weeks. And you certainly won’t want to get separated from the crew or I there. A pretty little head like yours easily gets killed or captured. But far worse people than us. As far as pirates go, we’re probably some of the nicest ones you’ll ever meet.” Adrien stood, shaking his head.
“We loot because we have to. How else are we supposed to get money for supplies? And our Killing is only the people who would kill us.” Adrien leaned on the wall, his arms folded as he justified their actions. “What do you suggest we do? You judged us before you even knew us. Just like the rest of the bloody world. So we couldn’t go live on land, now could we?” Adrien shook his head. “Think about that for a minute, will ya? We have no choice but to go on living as we are. Now do we?” Adrien challenged. His voice had become a bit harder, colder. He wasn’t angry, just a bit stressed. Nobody understood. Nobody would understand. Why had they decided to pick up this girl, anyways. Of course she would never understand, either.
…Or something like that, anyways.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 9:28 am
Heather looked at him,"Alright I will stay and be on the ship, but hey girls just can't stay out of trouble and also nicest pirates that I will see..huh..well I see about that I believe you and all but I just want to see what you guys do." Heather smiled and looked out the window,"And no you probably don't have a choice on doing what you are doing right now cause if you try to live like regular people do you might be hung or killed right where you stand." she frowned when she was saying that.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 9:39 am
Yar har ho har… I’m a pirate… Forme
“Believe me if you want. No skin off of my nose.” Adrien rolled his eyes. “Have at your trouble. There’s not much you can do around here, anyhow. Entertain yourself. Just don’t get in the way or catch anything on fire, I suppose. ‘Cause then we’d have a problem and you’d probably be left on some island somewhere.”
Ardien thought for a moment. “Oh. Right.” Adrien pointed to the door in the far corner of the room, opposite of the ladder that they had come down on. “That’s your room. Not much. A bed, a candle holder, dresser that has a few clothes in it already. Those’ll have to do until we can get to land and get you something that you’d actually want or something. The door locks, if you’re that kind of paranoid type that feels like whatever happens that someone’s going o break in on you and kill you or something.” Adrien dropped his arm. “I’ll be getting a drink. I need something to calm my brain. Do whatever, I suppose.” Adrien shrugged.
Adrien quickly turned and walked through the halls, sitting down at the small table they ate their meals at. He reached in the inside pocket of his shirt, pulling out a large, folded piece of paper and a pen. It had been kept dry, luckily. “Map time.” Adrien yawned. He loved making maps, even if they weren’t correct. They calmed him, and gave him something to do. His sort of weird hobby.
…Or something like that, anyways.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 9:50 am
Heather nodded and she went into the room he pointed to, she kind of liked it cause it was nice and cozy. She closed the door and she went to the dresser,"Better change into something is moveable, a dress is not really moveable." she looked through it and finally a outfit that is was perfect and she smiled and changed. what she looks like now: 
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 10:02 am
Yar har ho har… I’m a pirate… Forme
Adrien drew a few lines, but his mind was distracted. He couldn’t seem to imagine the curve of the land right now. Thoughts of Heather and the crew and the attack were swirling in his mind. He folded up the map, standing and moving up to the top deck. Maybe some air would help clear his mind.
Adrien sat on the edge of the ship, gazing out at the blue sea. The land was all but disappeared now, and only the slapping waves could be seen. “Hmm.” He sighed, he loved the cool, salty wind in his face. Blowing back his hair from his face and giving him something else to focus on than the circumstances. “What a mess.” He shook his head, his blue eye closing. “Sometimes… Sometimes…” But Adrien didn’t finish his statement, he just let it hang in the air. Sometimes he hated the sea. Sometimes he wished he could be anywhere but here. Why was it that he was cursed to something. The sea was lovely, but it mocked him, forbade him to do anything else, to go anywhere else. Even pirates weren’t free.
…Or something like that, anyways. ((Sorry, bad post.))
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 10:14 am
Heather got down changing and she went up to the deck and saw Adrien on the edge of the ship looking out at the sea,'I wonder whats wrong with him.' she thought. She walked over to him and leaned on the railing,"Hey Adrien is something wrong?" she asked looking at him.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 10:21 am
Yar har ho har… I’m a pirate… Forme "Eh?” Adrien had to turn all the way around to see who was speaking, since they had come up on his blind spot. “Oh. It’s just you.” Adrien turned back to face the sea. He should have been able to tell from her voice, but he wasn’t used to listening to voices. Most of the crew sounded the same to him. “Nah. Just kind of. Sitting here.” I kind of irritated Adrien hat she had immediately thought something was wrong. “Too much stuff going on, recently. It’s quite a hassle.”
Adrien paused, something registering in his mind as he turned around to look at her again. She had changed. She looked like a pirate now, instead of some stuffy rich girl. Except for the fact that she was scrawny, clean, and paler than someone who sat in a closet all her life. “Hm.” Darien turned back around, his eye closing. “You look more in place, now. Except for you look like you haven’t worked a day in your life.” Adrien doubted she had. At least, not Pirate work. “You ever been on a ship before?” He asked her idly. He should probably know how much experience she had before he started putting her to work. She would thank him in the long run for the work, he knew. Doing work was better than siting and doing nothing.
…Or something like that, anyways.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 10:30 am
Heather looked at him,"I was one to travel but not one to work on." she clenched her fists,"I have worked a lot lately..but if I tell what I did...you can't tell anyone." she said looking at him. He might say so what, when she says that she fights and also she secretly kills the King's men...but she will tell him that when she earns his trust.
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 12:14 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2011 12:14 pm
Yar har ho har… I’m a pirate… Forme "Mmmh. Unfortunate. Because that's not going to happen here, princess." Adrien said offhandedly, leaning back a bit, the flaps of his shirt catching in the breeze. Adrien closed his eye again.
"There's no one to tell, besides the crew. Who probably all is listening to the conversation right now. There's no privacy around here, lass. you'd best be learning that. the crew is like a band of brothers. No secrets, no regrets, and no grudges. Or else there's trouble and the shiop doesn't work. There's no smooth sailing with secrets." Adrien paused. He wasn't too interesed in knowing her petty secrets, but apparently it was important to her. "But we won't judge ya or turn you in or anything. So tell awawy. It's not like we're not going to learn of it eventually, right?" Adriens brows rose a bit, though his eye remained closed.
…Or something like that, anyways.
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