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Oh no! I hope I don't miss them! Thought the girl hastily, running frantically around the small pirate town. "Hello?" Hello! Does anyone know where the Aurarius is?" Of course, no one answered her with anything other than winks and rude gestures. Penelope, being young and lovely, was often subject to their harrassment. They always tried to encourage her to become a barmaid or a prostitue- saying she could make a lot of money with her figure. Not anymore. Penelope Zandrasus was sure of it. The harrassment would stop as soon as she stepped onto the lovely deck of the Aurarius. But where was it? Sighing, Miss Zandrasus continued towards the dock, hoping to catch the ship in time before it's departure. Her long white-blonde hair was tugged on by the wind as she got closer and closer to the water. Her sea-blue eyes ever searching.

Suddenly, Penelope was confronted by the most lovely Pirate ship she'd ever seen. 'Aurarius it said on the side of the ship. Softly whispering the ship's name under her breath, she got used to it rolling off her tongue. It was only then that she realized that the ship was being prepared to make way. "No!" Penny screamed, putting a hand on the hilt of her sword and running towards one of the un-losened ropes. She put her foot on the side of the ship, and grabbed the rope with her strong but tiny hands, and slowly but surely made her way up the ship. I am so stupid.. She kept repeating over and over in her head as she made it closer to the deck. Finally, after her limbs grew sore of climbing up such a steep ship, she fell onboard and onto the newly-swabbed deck.

With a slight grin at her achievement, she stood and brushed herself off. Penelope noticed that there were other people on deck, and she flushed in humiliation. Maybe she'd just climbed up the ship... But she certainly looked like a fool. Her mysterious blue eyes wandered until she was greeted with a kind face. He was a man, and had a lovely blue bandana on. Casually striding over to him, she recollected her breath and began to speak. "Hello. I would like to speak with your Captain," She panted, trying to recover her breath still. "My name is Penelope Zandrasus and I'd like to join this crew. Forgive my tardiness, but I've just run through town in such haste that I hardly had any energy left to climb aboard. I was... Well, I must have slept in late or something." Pausing and taking another breath, she realized that this man might think she was having hangover or something along those lines. "I-I'm not an alchoholic, if that's what you think."

Penelope defended, pushing a strand of her beautiful locks behind her right ear. "Now," She continued. "Would you be so kind as to lead me to your Captain?"

Penelope nodded after he spoke, and smiled. "Thank you for your kindness." Replied the headstrong girl, brushing past the kind man and heading below decks. Why wouldn't he be able to take me below? I guess I'll just have to go by myself. Thought Miss Zandrasus, her mud-stained skirt swaying as she took each confident stride in her dainty little shoes. Most people thought that Penelope was too pretty to be a pirate, or too headstrong. Or too this, or too that. This angered her, and she gripped the hilt of her sword. I'll show them! Penny thought, shaking her head. This sent her thin blonde hair cascading down her chest. Her sky-blue eyes sparkled in the sunlight, and then stopped once she stepped onto the first stair which led to the dimly-lit below deck area.

"Hello?" Penelope called softly, bending over and peering down the steps. Perhaps he is down there.. But why would a Captain be all the way down there? She thought, sighing heavily as she continued down the stairs. Finally, she saw a light coming from the storage room. "H-hello?" She called, poking her head inside the room. Finally, Penelope Zandrasus laid her glimmering optics on the handsome captain. He's a Dragon-Kin!? Suddenly, her heart began to thud against her chest. For the first time in a while, Penelope was frightened. She hadn't been this frightened since her King raped her, and was wondering why this handsome man had such an impact on her. "Oh.. Hello. Am I interuppting something?" The Greek girl said sweetly, trying to recover from her newfound fear of Dragon-Kin.

Penelope noticed that the captain was with a woman who looked like she'd been crying. Was it a love affair gone wrong? Is that why the kind man up on deck was hesitant to lead her to the massive Dragon-Kin captain? "I'm sorry for the intrusion..." Penelope began, biting her lip and remaining in the doorway. "But... I've been here on this damned island for several years looking for a ship to join. In fact, I've been looking for a ship ever since I was thirteen, after I ran away-" She paused, memories of her son and of the awful King flooding her mind. "Nevermind that. In any case, I've been looking forward to speaking with you. Unfortunately, I woke up late this morning and just barely made it on deck before you set up sail. In fact.." She flushed with humiliation. "In fact, I just ran across town to get here-" She made a gesture to her muddy skirt. "-And then I climbed up the ship via rope, hoping you wouldn't kill me for invading the Aurarius.

"Forgive me sir, for being so bold, but I do not intend to leave this ship. I've trained for seven years with my sword, and I ran away from my life to become one. And when I finally get my golden opportunity, I almost miss it. So I will fully dedicate myself to this ship. If you are appalled by my behaviour, than I will tie myself to the mast and be the first to report and oncoming ship or land." Penelope grinned, and pushed back a strand of her beautiful hair, and took a deep breath. "I fear there's no getting rid of me, sir." Miss Zandrasus could not pull her eyes away from this beautiful man; Dragon-Kin or not. Though she'd heard awful stories of how Dragon-Kin were evil and that they tortured people, those thoughts all but evaporated as she laid eyes on him. Her hearbeat returned to its normal pace, and she smiled. I think I will like it here. Thought the girl, happily. Her life was finally starting to look up.

Tracey tried to stop Penelope, but how can you stop someone that headstrong? He knew nothing about females besides if there is something they want with a look in their eyes like she had, let them and try not to get trampled. Granted he is no push-over, just smart enough to pick his battles.

He just hoped the captain would not be angry with those on the top deck, him probably since he was the only one to know, when that lady stormed her way down.

Turning from Annabelle for a moment, the dragon-kin overheard a strange voice coming from the stairway. By the tone, he could clearly notice that it was a woman, but what woman he was not sure of. Standing more comfortably and approaching the doorway, the man awaited anyone who had such nerve to go into the lower decks once he had already issued a clear order to stear clear.

Once the woman was in plain view, the man looked her over, confused as to how this small, thin woman managed to make it aboard his ship, let alone why she came aboard in the first place. Shutting his eyes and breathing out calmly, it was clear that the man was going to lose his patience. Why hadn't Tracey kept this woman above deck as he had ordered his own crew? Opening his fire colored eyes once again, the man looked towards Penelope, "..Who in Gods name are--?" He managed to say through gritted teeth. That day was turning into a hellish nightmere and though this was a possible pirate for his crew, he did not need such an intruding woman. Before he could finish, the woman continued to speak and once he had managed to listen to it all, he felt slightly more comforted.

Pointing out the door, however, the man spoke in a still, not so friendly voice, "This lower deck is off limits to all pirates other than myself and the lass here. She has a sickness that we wish to look further into.." The captain truly had no need to speak of anything, though it simply slipped from his lips. Though Penelope's first speech had calmed the beast slightly, her continuation was absolutely disrespectful. She would not leave? She would tie herself to the mast? Feeling his fists ball into tight fists, the dragon-kin had never felt such a strong urge to have someone walk the plank. Through his anger, he had not even noticed her frail form, ragged clothing and beautiful eyes.

Stepping forward to indicate for the woman to move back, the captain hoped to get the growing group of pirates away from Annabelle's presense. "I fear that there are quite a few ways I could get rid of a troublesome lass like yourself.. and of those ways, I am certain many my crew members have likely already thought of." The man's eyes glittered with malicious intent and clearly this side of the man was often hidden away behind his charm. Still stepping forward, he now pointed for the staircase, "Report to the upper decks at this very moment, or fear the wrath of my blade!" His roar was threatening, but considering all the lass got was a temper, it was clear Aiden was often talk and would prefer to discuss the situation rather than fight someone.

Having been ferocious with the situation and almost not hearing what Victoria had said, it took him a moment to register her question once he had finished speaking. Nodding quickly, the captain still pointed upwards, "Yes, I would appreciate it if you would bring the woman upstairs Victoria."

Tia had a feeling that something was going on, but she was not sure what.
Tia made her way checking the cannons above deck. She checked the ropes and chains holding them in place. This took her awhile from the amount, she wanted to check the ones below as well but it seemed people were being shooed from that area so she went about cleaning the canons a dangerous job it could be if they hadnt been cleaned properly after their use, but it wasnt even something Tia thought about. This was her normal duties and she was quite use to the risk that came with them. She seemed zoned in what she was doing hardly noticing anyone on board she was quite, perhaps her old ways sinking in abit. Though as she worked her thought was on being in Tracey's arms again. It had stopped to soon for her and she wished to be there again. How hard was it going to be, to feel like that about someone and know every day could be your or even worse their last. Tia decided in that moment that if it be in her strength no harm would ever come to Tracey. Not even for her sake would she let him suffer in anyway. She continued to clean the cannons while thinking of Tracey though it did cross her mind as to when the Captain would appear. She wished to know where they were heading and when they were casting off.

While Tia was cleaning inside one of the cannons she sliced a cut into her left hand she winced abit. Of the ways one could get hurt while cleaning cannons getting cut had never really crossed her mind. She didnt say anything though as she stood to find something to wash it with and a rag to tie on it. She held her hand with pressure to stop the bleeding. Tia didn't see anything right off so she walked over to Tracey. She stared at the new woman for a moment wondering what she had missed.
"Hm... um Tracey do you know where some clean water and a rag is?" She didnt bother telling him why she needed it the way she was holding her hand she figured was good enough to explain it.
"Who's this? I didnt see her come aboard." Tia asked tilting her head towards Penelope.

Tia giggled abit to how quickly Tracey had noticed.
"What's going on? Ive quite noticed people are being told not to go below deck." Tia raised a brow at the tone he had used when speaking of Penelope. Tia truly wondered what she had missed, but thought that Tracey would tell her if it was important.
"Yes I shall, but really,what's going on, you seem bothered by something?" Tia said simply before sitting idian style on the deck while still holding her hand.

Penelope's fear raged on, and she slowly backed away from the door. Tears claimed her eyes as the ferocious Dragon-Kin threatened her, and she clung to her sword, which was a mere toothpick compared to his. "I-I'm sorry... I didn't mean any harm!" She defended, tears streaming down her face now. Through all of her tears, she did manage to catch a slight glimpse of Annabelle. Penelope's eyes widened, and she gasped. This girl has the consumption! Miss Zandrasus thought. She felt awful for this lovely girl. It was a shame that someone so beautiful should have to get so horribly sick. Once again, her thoughts were interrupted as the fearsome Dragon-Kin towered over her. Her hands flew to her face in defense, and she backed away.

Tears dripped upon the floor now. I did not mean for this to happen... Thought the innocent girl as she was escorted on deck by a very mean woman whose name Penelope did not catch. Bloody pirates! Thought she, running to the edge of the deck; trying to isolate herself. Her sky blue optics were clouded with sadness, and she felt guilt all over her body. She was still trembling from the Captain's threat, and she felt like she just wanted to stay on the island and wait for another ship to come in. Possibly a ship filled with kinder people. She stood at the bow of the ship, and leaned over watching the waves roll past and hit the hull. Penelope sniffed. The Greek girl felt a little bit better as she watched the comforting sea. She loved the water, and it made her feel much better. It was calming, and she soon forgot about the past events. Her thoughts wandered to that of her son- and how she'd never seen him after she ran away.

She missed her darling child, and wanted nothing more than to see him again. Penelope pondered, and realized that her baby was now seven, most likely. What was his name? Penny thought, slumping down on the ground, and pulling her feet to her chest. "Achates." Whispered Penelope. "Achates was my son." Suddenly, her head hit her knees and she began to sob. I deserve to be alone. I deserted my son, barged on this ship, and ruined my life. I have no friends, and no purpose in life. It's my fault! I am so stupid! She scolded herself. Her trembling hands formed into a ball and she pounded herself repeatedly, sobbing all the more. I wish I was dead! Because of my stubborn ways, I've earned myself a horrible name on this ship, and I will never see my darling son again.

Would anyone ever understand?