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 Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 3:51 pm
Ahhh, finally, they had made it to a spot of land that wasn't infested with mythical creatures. Not that she hadn't enjoyed going to those places, but having her darkest secret exposed wasn't entirely her favorite thing to do. Then again, she'd lost most of her old possessions to that damned dragon. Including her most treasured clothing articles. Buuut, oh well. Nothing that she could really do about it. Sighing, she slowly slipped into something she had stowed away in her trunk.
A real dress. Something that, you know, a lady would wear. In other words, something Victoria wasn't likely to be found in. The dress itself matched her normal, honey hair color, and was made of soft browns and creams, a corset being laced as she prepared herself for a different sort of adventure all together. Of course, she had waited until everyone else had left the ship, claiming that she had felt ill. Truth was, she just didn't want everyone knowing what she was up to. Even the great Zaldeer felt like being a lady every once in a great while. A slight giggle passed through her lips as she put her hair into a pony tail, letting the ends dangling in front of her, smiling as she admired herself. She could make any man's day, even if she wasn't as pretty as some of the other beauties upon the ship. Especially if she was nude. She had numerous scars on her body, and wasn't about to let anyone see them. Giggling a second time, her lithe form began to sneak off the Falach Lasair, a pouty smile on her lips as she kidnapped a parasol from a nearby crate on the dock, opening it as she sought to hide her face...
Because damnit, there was her Captain! Incredulous that he was meandering around the docks (that was her job!) she found that perhaps she would be able to sneak by him...
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 4:44 pm
The parasol was not enough to hide Victoria entirely, but large enough to catch the captain's attention rather quickly. Catching a glimpse of what hid beneath it, the man let out a light chuckle. "I see you're feeling better?" The lower portion of the dress was visible and from what Aiden could tell, the rest of the form belonged to one of his more dedicated crew members; Victoria Hargreaves. While she had claimed not much earlier that she was feeling ill, the captain could tell that she appeared fully able to dance about the upper decks in what appeared to be a new dress. Where she got it was unclear to the captain, though he didn't worry much about the matter.
Looking around, the captain spoke, though this time in a more hushed voice. "I'd be careful, Victoria. If the men see you dressing so feminine, they may be reminded that you're a woman!" Aiden got a quick laugh from this statement. Between the two of them, Aiden and Victoria could come up with the most awful insults. It was one thing that the captain adored so much about Victoria; she was not afraid to speak her mind, even to him.
Curious about the dress that Victoria was wearing, the captain tried to adjust himself to get a better glimpse. Unsuccessful, the man simply grinned and looked towards the city in which they were docked at. "If you'd wish, you may join us at the tavern."
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Posted: Wed Mar 19, 2008 8:31 am
'Oh, damn,' Victoria thought to herself, giving a shake of her head as she moved towards the Captain, no real sound emitting from her feet. Was she even wearing lady's slippers? Maybe she was sick; after all, this was entirely unheard of for the manly lady of the crew.
"Yes, yes, much better," she said in a half annoyed tone, frowning at her Captain, her parasol being let down to her feet. No point in hiding if the person had already seen her. So, placing her hands on her hips, she gave him a look, one that tended to make most men think twice about approaching her. Thus, his next comment took her by surprise, her cheeks heating up, snapping, "Well, with the way you look at my skirts, you've clearly never forgotten I'm a lady, Aiden."
Another frown, and a look up and down, she gave a smirk. You know, as though she were considering going to the tavern. "You think a lady of my calibur would go to such a place? No. For once, I think I'm going to go about being a lady. Besides, I bet I could get some decent plunder from some of the idiotic aristocrats here."
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