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Character: Adrien Scott
Age: 21
Likes: The sea, sleeping, fighting, and making the crew do ridiculous things just because he can.
Dislikes: Land, having to actually make important decisions, Loneliness, and being attacked.
Personality: A crabby man on the outside, Adrien likes his sleep and likes his authority. But really, he’s quite lonely, since none of the crew seems to really understand him all that well. Not to mention that most of the crew was his father’s so he’s younger than all of them. But he won’t admit that he has a gentler side, nobody needs to know about that side of him.
Short Bio: Adrien didn’t want to become a pirate when he was a small boy. He wanted to become a map maker. But since his father was a pirate, his son was forced into the business. And since his father was killed, Adrien had to take over the ship and the crew. Nobody else was really taught how to, anyways.
Appearance:

Yar har ho har… I’m a pirate…

FormeAdrien yawned, stepping out onto the deck. He walked over to one of the men, exchanging a quick word while his one good eye glanced at the girl on the ground. She was making quite the fuss. Adrien didn’t look like someone who would be the captain of a well-known pirate ship that ravaged towns across the coasts, but was never caught.
Except for his one missing eye, he didn’t look like much at all. He was tall and thin. Muscular, but not someone who would be caught working out every day or anything. Fit, but nothing beyond that. “Alright.” Adrien’s voice rose, causing the crew to settle down, turning their eyes to the boy. He spoke with authority and a strong voice. “Get this hunk of wood out onto the waves. We get into trouble, I’m not the one to blame here.” Adrien’s blue eye scanned the crew, who hadn’t moved yet. “Now!” He commanded, making the men scatter into different directions, all of them moving to their positions to get the boat off of the shore. Adrien didn't want anyone to notice that the girl was missing and immediatly come to search their ship. That would be.. Less than desirable. Not to mention with this girl's screaming, they were already being put in jepordy. One person heard, they were in for more crimes than they already were. And while people didn't avidly go after ships like theirs, kidnapping was another story. Someone always seemed to want the person back.
Adrien shook his head, his one good eye rolling. The man that he had just spoken to stayed by his side as he moved to the girl, despite his earlier command to the rest of the crew. Adrien folded his arms, looking down at the livid girl. “Mh. You don’t think they could have picked one less fiesty, do you?” He muttered, smirking a bit. “What’s your name?” He addressed her. Speaking louder, so he was sure he could be heard.

…Or something like that, anyways.

Yar har ho har… I’m a pirate…

Forme“How Adorable.” Adien smirked. “Listen up lass. You’re on our ship now. And I’m really a nice guy, unless you get on my bad side. Calling my crew and I ‘Bloody pirates’ and things.” Adrien folded his arms across his chest. “So you can either be a good little girl and accept that things for you are going to change and you have to follow our rules and live the life of a pirate. Or I can leave the crew to decide what happens with you.” Adrien unfolded his arms, taking his knife from his belt and looking at it for a moment. “I’ve really given you too much hospitality letting you live this long while you make a ruckus. I do have much else to do than to babysit girls who can’t even keep their mouths shut.” He hissed, hurling the knife.
But not at the girl, the knife landed next to her, sticking in the floor about a foot away from her hands. “You can get yourself untied, correct?” Adrien’s brows rose. He turned as one of the crew came up behind him, saying something softly so that the girl couldn’t hear. “No.” He shook his blonde head. “Give them something to do, but we don’t want any more trouble on our shoulders than we already have. Just get this ship out of here. Is it too much for you bumbleheads to do?” Adrien growled. The man scurried off, and Adrien turned and nodded to the man who had been standing next to him, who also moved away.
“See what you cause?” Adrien sighed, shaking his head at the girl. “Now your people from the city are practically begging to be killed. All because of your screaming about pirates and whatnot. Don’t you have any manners?”

…Or something like that, anyways.

Yar har ho har… I’m a pirate…

Forme
“Tricky isn’t quite the word I’d use.” Adrien glared with his good eye. He didn’t much care that the girl still had the knife. There were twenty three pirates on this ship, all with weapons and training. And she had a little meat knife. Where was the danger in that? “Besides. We’re not out of here yet.” As if to accent his point, there was a pounding on the part of the ship hat was still on land, and shouting.
“I swear…” Adrien said through clenched teeth. How he hated being a pirate sometimes. Someone shouted for Adrien. His head whipped towards the girl. “If you move from that spot and something bad happens, I don’t even care if you didn’t do it, you’re going to wish you would have stood there.” Adrien threatened the girl. He shook his head, moving off to the edge of the ship. He spoke quietly to one of the crew, who turned to look at the girl, then turned back with a nod.
Adrien climbed up on the side of the boat, looking down at the people below. There was about as many as their crew, but he could see more coming. And the anchor appeared to be stuck. “Just my luck. I bet mapmakers don’t have these kinds of issues.” Adrien sighed. “Get ready!” He shouted. “I suppose I have to do this myself.” He added in a murmur, jumping down from the boat and into the water. It was up to his chest where the anchor was, and once the people saw him they ran at him. Adrien said nothing, moving quickly to get the anchor free. The ship jolted into movement at once, threatening to leave Adrien behind with the mob of angry townsfolk. But he grabbed the rope that held the anchor as some of the crew fought to pull it up. “C’mon you pansies! Pull me up!” Adrien laughed. He was definitely having too much fun with this.

…Or something like that, anyways.

Yar har ho har… I’m a pirate…

Forme
Adrien smirked at his crew as he was finally pulled up, standing on the rail of the ship. “Bloody stuck. More inconvenient things were never made.” Adrien stretched. He was soaked, now, which was quite uncomfortable in his clothes. But he would deal with it. Besides, he was planning on changing soon, for some reason he always wore different outfits for land than he did for when he was just riding. “Next time. One of you are doing it.”
Adrien went back to the girl, who was still standing there, and held out his hand. “My knife?” He asked, his brows raised a bit. “And then we can get out from this deck and go somewhere else to talk. Because, frankly, if you were going to try to make an escape, you just missed it. We’ll be surrounded by water as far as the eye can see, soon.” Adrien said matter-of-factly. “And it’s much more comfortable down there, as well.” Adrien shrugged. “I mean. Unless you’d prefer to stand all day. Be my guest, I suppose.”

…Or something like that, anyways.

Yar har ho har… I’m a pirate…

Forme“Testy testy.” Adrien shook his head. “You sure you aren’t already a pirate? You definitely have no manners.” Adrien slid the knife back into its spot with a smirk. He was really just messing with her, and he was enjoying it. Girls got so frustrated easily, and no matter how tough this girl acted, he was sure that she was the same.
“This way, then. And, for the record, just because I only have one eye doesn’t mean whatever’s going on that I’m not watching you.” Adrien said as he turned around. “Though I’m sure I won’t have to, right?” Adrien smirked as he led the way across the ship and down into the belly of the ship, where everything the crew needed to live was. It was just like an underground house or something. Adrien led her to one of the nicer rooms, one they used to just laze about when things were going well. It had a few chairs, a table in the center where games were played, and one small, round window where you could see the top of the crashing waves. “I’m sure it’s nothing compared to whatever luxury houses you have back home. But it’s home through and through. If I can grown up in it, you can certainly live in it for a while.” Adrien sat down on one of the chairs, his brows furrowing a bit at the memories that this place brought back. He usually tried to avoid it.

…Or something like that, anyways.

Yar har ho har… I’m a pirate…

Forme “Eh. It’s home. It loses its charm after a while, really. You start to get sick of the waves and the view after a while. The only comfort is when an occasional storm comes and Madam Sea gives you a change of pace. That’s what keeps me out here.” Adrien rubbed his eye patch a bit. It was starting to itch, which was the most aggravating thing in the whole world. Adrien didn’t add the fact that he also had no other choice, really. He was born on this ship, he would die on this ship. Plus he was mounted in for so many crimes by the time that his Father died that even if he had stopped being a pirate, he certainly would have been killed.
“So. You’ve seen my whole life. Can I at least get a name from you?” Adrien asked, watching her closely with his blue eye. As if she would do something that Adrien wasn’t expecting at any moment. He hated new people, he never knew how to read their actions. He never knew if they were friend or foe until they did some act that committed them to either side. But he would learn soon enough. And she would learn soon enough that being foe was not in her best interest. That would lead to catastrophic results.
Adrien rubbed his temples. He needed a drink, his head was beginning to pound with all of these different possibilities and changes that he would have to make. It was so irritating. He would much rather just sleep all of today away.

…Or something like that, anyways.