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Thread: the new world || bear & dragonfly

The waves seemed to obey his command, tipping her quite literally against him as her sea legs were not strong enough to keep her balance. She flinched as he looked her over, his eyes hungry in a way that she used to see the stray dogs at home in the streets watch as she carried groceries. His eyes also reminded her of the sea, with their color so blue that she would have wished to see them on another man... One not currently sniffing her as if she were a carafe of wine that he wished to sip from But even still goosebumps rose on her flesh and she couldn't stop the shiver that ran down her spine swiftly, her cheeks pink as he talked her to her as she had always imagined a pirate would. He wanted to know her worth, to make sure that she was worth keeping and ransoming off for a pretty penny. If she said too low a status, he would surely throw her to the crew and let them each have a go before tossing her to the swells. Too high and... He'd be sorely disappointed and likely kill her for lying. I... I am Charlotte Peters. My father... My father is a lawyer. He is soon to be a magistrate. He is in the New World with my mother. I was left behind with the maids to tend to our property until our home was finished in the Colonies... It wasn't a lie, but it wasn't the entire truth. Her father was a disgraced lawyer that had been running from those he'd stolen from, and he was running to a new land to have a new life and lie his way into the coin purses of new men. She pushed her way away from him, her eyes harsh at him as she attempted to tug her wrist free from his grip. And I told you. I'm not a mouse.
Thread: the new world || bear & dragonfly

Nico seemed pleased by the heritage that she spoke of and he hummed as he allowed her to briefly escape him. They were, after all, on a boat and she hardly had far to go except for overboard or into the arms of another pirate. Soon to be magistrate? He smiled wide enough that she could see some of his teeth glint metallically. How wonderful of him to send his daughter along unattended. His mind was already wondering how much he could ransom her for, it certainly couldn't be a paltry sum or else the others would seek to take it from her hide. Around the ship pirates began to stir, a sound that drew his attention even if his eyes never left her. I suggest spending your time in good company such as myself and not the common pirate. Unbeknownst to him, she had chosen the right status level. High enough to be worth ransom, but low enough that it was unlikely to get them targeted by military ships. The sun hadn't yet risen, but the faint scrape of boot leather against wood could be heard. Unless, of course, He began with a psuedo helpful tone, You would rather say hello to my crew. Rightfully presumptuous, he motioned towards the large double doors near the stern of the ship. I would be more than happy to introduce you to them if you'd like. It was a real sour choice and he knew it. He started towards his cabin as if he expected her to follow. Once he reached the door and opened it he glanced back towards her. Inside the room was lavishly decorated, undoubtedly with all pilfered goods. Each piece of decorum was swanky by design, though they had seen some wear from salt water and time. The couch that had once been plump was now a bit flatter than it had once been and the bed sheets were a little threadbear, but it was hardly a messy room.
Thread: the new world || bear & dragonfly

The man accepted her half-truths well enough and she could tell from the wolfish grin that took over his face that he was more than happy with what she had given him to work with. It bothered her down to her core to know that she had chosen so poorly as to board the ship... But what would have been worse? To be discovered by one or discovered by all? She had heard the screams as clear as day and knew that if she had been caught with the other passengers she would have been raped or killed on sight. Now, she was still likely to be raped but she couldn't imagine this man sharing her so readily when he could easily take her as a personal treat. She would be a more useful bargaining tool alive now than she would be as dead weight. He could likely already hear the jingle of gold in his pocket and the thoughts of riches making his head spin. Unluckily for them both, her father wouldn't pay any price the man put on her head. But it would buy her time. Just as now she had a new choice to make - the distant scraping of boots made her heart sink as she thought of what the rest of the crew may do to her. She was a lovely young woman by their standards and would certainly be seen as a welcome distraction from the endless nothing that was the sea. Sailors were just men, and she'd been told of their lusty natures when set ashore. Like before, she chose the lesser of the two evils and followed Nico into his chambers. The room wasn't the best she had seen but as far as a sailor's quarters went, they were far more homey than she expected. His bed looked worn and well-slept and she shied away from it, knowing that any kind of kindness shown now would be seen as her taking interest in him. Charlotte didn't let her fear take hold of her, though she knew she was in far over her head and playing a very dangerous game. She feared to know the answer to the question biting at her, but it wouldn't do to keep silent. What happens now? She asked, eyes pointedly staring at his bed. You've made a point to bring me here and shown me your... Hospitalities . I don't suppose you want me in here for tea.
Thread: the new world || bear & dragonfly

Nico sauntered over towards the couch in a way that only a pirate could, taking the small dips of the ship among the waves in stride. If you are so eager to get friendly... The hungry smile persisted as he turned and sat finally, his booted feet rising to rest upon the table in front of him. There was blood caked upon his heels. He let his words fall away before he shook his head. We don't drink tea, Mouse. Again his gaze rose, fell, and lingered on her. They were on the last leg of their own journey before they headed towards the nearest port and it had been quite a while since they had been at a whoring port. Where is home for your family? He pulled a flask from his jacket pocket and unscrewed the cap before he raised it to his lips to sip at it. His free hand waved towards the other side of the couch and when the flask lowered he spoke. Sit. Drink. He offered the flask up to her. You chose a fine time to join our ship. We're having salmagundi for sup. My men found an agreeable stash of farm animals on the merchant vessel. While the merchant ship had been adequately equipped to keep the animals fed, the pirate ship was currently not. They had killed their own stash of goats and chickens for food the week prior and he had eaten the last of the left over jerky two nights ago. Since then he, like the rest of his crew, had been surviving off hardtack and rum. He was an easily distracted man when it came to the female anatomy, his eyes dipping lower once more. It's a pity...if I had known you were joining us I wouldn't have had the men throw all those pretty dresses we found overboard. They wouldn't have happened to have been yours, would they? If she paid attention the pinky finger on his outstretched hand she might see a familiar looking ring glint upon it. He had raided the jewelry in her room as well.
Thread: the new world || bear & dragonfly

Watching Nico move was like watching any other creature in their natural habitat. His feet knew just where to fall and his legs knew the way the water moved through an instinct that she lacked. He was more in tune with the swells than any typical man could ever be. She would have marveled at the way he seamlessly worked his way through the swells, but this was not a time or place to give compliments. Though she had made a wise and life-saving decision to board his ship to escape her ill fate, she had also entered into a dangerous game full of trap doors and etiquette she had never experienced before. And so, when it came to be her turn to make a move, she moved cautiously. He motioned for her to join him and instead her arms crossed over her chest, impeding his view of the swell of her breasts. She did sit, but when she did it was as a proper lady should, with her legs crossed primly and her body language speaking volumes that her mouth could not adequatly portray. Her shoulders were stiff and her back straight, letting the rocking of the ship move her only slightly as she tried her best to seem as proper as possible. The contrast between the two was almost laughable, with her pale and clean skin sitting next to his bloodied and ragged boots. The only thing on him that seemed to match her was... The ring! Her eyes fell upon it as he extended the flask to her and she grabbed it - not the flask but his hand. She turned his wrist so the ring was in his full view. This is not your property. It was a statement, said with a tone that was hard and nearing on harsh, but her eyes were aflame with anger. The ring had been a gift from her mother's mother, a woman that had been good in heart and deed. It was one of Charlotte's most valued treasures, made of silver and opals that looked like rainbows set in dew drops. Her hand let go of his, taking the flask from his grip slowly, though she didn't tilt it to her lips. I'll drink with you... If you return me my ring. She stated, opting to ignore all of his other questions. He didn't need to know anything about her and she didn't want to bait him into thinking she trusted him. This would be how she would try and gain the upperhand.
Thread: the new world || bear & dragonfly

The flask remained extended as she sat with her body rigid and her body language entirely closed off to the prospect of discussion. He had known a few women like her back home, daughters of merchants and Governors. They always believe themselves to be better than those in situations like his, but being the street rat that he was had its advantages. He had learned to read people from an early age. It was more difficult with women born and bred to believe that hiding their feelings was the most proper way to do things, but right now she made no such effort to conceal her feelings. A swell of his own rose in his chest, though his was of annoyance and far less visible to the naked eye than her bosom. He was a great deal darker than her, his olive skin had seen more sun in a week than she likely had seen in her entire life. He could see the way she eyed his boots and attire, the noble he had stolen the clothes from had boots that were far too small for him or else he likely would have stolen those too. A different pirate had taken them instead. When she reached out to his hand he was surprised, until she turned his wrist in a way that spilled some of the liquor out. Hey! He quickly switched the flask to his other hand before he took a sip from it in honor of the lost portion. It's mine now. He responded before he wiggled his pinky at her. It looks like sunbeams after rainfall, doesn't it? His hand quickly closed into a fist as she released it, it was a surefire way to keep her from trying to take it from his hand. Her offer intrigued him and his brows furrowed together. That's your price for drinking with me? Some fancy looking costume jewelry? He knew the jewelry itself was real, but he allowed himself the little things in life. I think I'll pass. If drinking with me if all you're going to do. Answers to questions is what I'm really after and you'd drink just about anything once dehydration sets in. His smile was pleasant enough as he motioned with a curl of his hand. I'll be taking that back now if you don't wish to talk none.
Thread: the new world || bear & dragonfly

He was going to play with her the hard way and there was no other choice now than to play his game the way that he wanted. He had all of the cards anyways and he was the one that quite literally held her life in his hands. She could only refuse so much or he could get bored and take it without her permission, or be under-handed enough he could give her over to the rest of his crew, who would do god knows what to her in the middle of the deck for all to view and enjoy. She'd heard of the lusty and animal nature of these men before, and she didn't enjoy the thought of being their prey. Fine. She took the flask in her hand and tipped it to her lips, taking a swig. It burned her throat on the way down and made her cough, but she handed it back to him as she wiped the remnants of it from her lips. As a lady, she had been only permitted to sip wine at certain events, which had nothing in comparison to this drink. Her eyes were watering but she tried to hide that from him. I'll talk with you. But I want answers, too. She said, settling back against hte couch into a position that wasn't so stiff. Even still, her arms crossed over her chest to fence away his interest in her physically. She may be giving in to him in a small amount but she was still a lady of proper raising and had dignity that needed to stay in tact. I'lll answer questions you've already asked. We lived in a smaller village outside of London. My father preferred to have his office there and venture into town to see his clients and handle his cases because it kept us away from the city. These were all true, though she left out the fact it hid how much wealth her father had amassed from stealing from his clients, as their house was rather on the lavish side and their estate lacking in nothing. Or had been. And yes, those dresses were mine. And my mother's, if memory serves correctly. I'm glad you tossed them to the swells That was the whole truth. Though the dresses were lovely, they were also uncomfortable and often made her itch insufferably. The materials were made for style and not comfort. Now you answer me this - where are we heading?
Thread: the new world || bear & dragonfly

The watering of Charlotte's eyes must have amused him given how wide his smile spread as he took the flask back from her. His eyes wandered freely despite the way her arms crossed in protection. The imagination and memory he possessed made it a moot point. He nodded briefly, agreeing to answer her questions in kind. Outside of London? Living lavishly, were you? He either couldn't hold back the smile or refused to hold back the smile that graced his face. Again the metal in his teeth flashed in the low light. You are glad that we tossed them? We could toss the last of your dresses too, if you like. He motioned vaguely with one hand as he sipped at the flask. Though he didn't voice it, he was certain that he had britches somewhere in the room that could be dressed with a belt to allow her a more natural appearance than all that froofroo nonsense. The question of where they were heading brought a little chuckle to his lips. That depends on where your family calls home now, Mouse. Your new home, where is it? Outside of the, comparatively, safe space of his room she could hear the stamping of boots upon the deck and the hollering of the crew as they saw to the morning routine. Some still sounded quite drunk, but they all sounded excessively merry and blood thirsty to civilian ears. Nico knew full well that he didn't have to threaten her with introducing her to the men outside, they were plenty threat in their own right. Luckily they were at no risk of being interrupted as he had taken the night watch so he could watch the stars. He had done other tasks as well such as ensure they were headed towards the nearest port to get his men some much needed supplies before he found his neck slit while he slept. Once more he offered the flask to her before he asked. Are you hungry? Tired? I suggest that you eat now while we're using the good vitals from the merchant ship and not our own dwindling supply.
Thread: the new world || bear & dragonfly

What little information she had given him was enough to spark his interest and she could already hear the gears in his head turning as he thought of the best way he could sell her for ransom. Thee man was obviously not a dense one when it came to turning a profit and lining his own pockets and she wondered dimly just what it would come down to in order for her to survive. Though survival for her up until this point had been merely existing, she knew that her padded life would come to a short and sudden stop. This pirate wasn't going to let her sit in the lap of luxury while the others in the ship lived a relatively poor life. She chewed over her response as she watched him with guarded eyes, trying not to let the sound of scraping boots and raucous laughter goad her into saying too much again. Even still, her heart felt like it was fit to flutter out of her chest and she was forcing her face to stay neutral. She could hide the worried look from her lips, but her eyes told everything. They were cautious and watching the door as she tried to focus on what was going on. We were heading to the Colonies. She knew they were headed to Virginia first then heading North, away from the Spaniards in the Florida country that claimed to have found the Fountain of Youth. So instead, she bent the truth some more. We were going to head South to the Florida country. They claim they found the Fountain of Youth and my father wants to see if he can make a deal with them. He has lofty goals of using it to turn a profit. If they can prove it even exists. She was pulling bits of information she'd been given, though most of it was whispers among what servants they'd had left. There had been little news from the Colonies lately and she knew that things weren't going as well for her father as they had been expected to. He had brought all of his papers with him that he needed to prove who he was but he had also brought over a crew of people that whispered among the commonfolk when the ale got to flowing among them. His other questions were easier to answer, as they didn't require much of the information to be dangerous. I am... A bit hungry. She admitted, just a bit sheepishly as she knew it was rather improper to admit she was famished. She hadn't eaten since the night previous and it had been a light supper for her. Are you the captain of this ship?
Thread: the new world || bear & dragonfly

Nico's grin stayed wide and in place as he watched Charlotte. The fortuitous waking of his crew may not have been enough to startle her, but she was very much aware of their presence on the decks. All it would require was opening the door and calling out her presence to end t heir little discussion, but he had no intention of doing such. Even if talks with her turned out to be fruitless, it would be a pity to throw her to the vultures outside. He would buy them whores, food, and drink at the nearest port on his own dime though the actual order in which they partook would be up to the individual pirate. It was things such as that which ensured he stayed in power. A little bit of bribery went a long way with men who lived from day to day fulfilling their basest desires. The look in her eyes did indeed speak volumes of the worry she felt, though he made no move to threaten her with the men outside on his own. He didn't have to. His first mate, Nigel, stomped up to the door of his quarters and knocked. Oi! Cap'n! Did ye grab somethin' t' eat yet? Nico's smile widened a bit and he turned his head to call back. Could you bring me something? A nice big plate? As the heavy boots outside stomped off again, likely in search of food given the response of 'aye' called back towards the door. He finished off the flask in another lengthy draw before he tucked it away in a drawer. He nodded in response to her question. Yes. I'm the captain of this ship. He remained sitting with one arm draped over the back of the couch as the others motioned towards the door. That was Nigel, my first mate. He rose from his seat and strode towards the desk, the surface of which was entirely bare. The side he rounded to held the entry to each locked drawer. A rattle of keys signified his entry as he unlocked the lower left drawer and sorted through his rolls of map. It was only then that he answered the information she had been so kind as to provide. The Fountain of Youth? That's quite lofty for...what was it you said your father did? He paused briefly before he questioned. Banking, was it? The drawer was relocked before he joined her again, one particular map in hand. Perhaps you would be so kind as to point me in the direction of where home is? He leaned down over her as he unfurled the map to show it to her, his eyes locked on her.
Thread: RP Rules

Rules 1. Please follow BMRs rules. 2. Please note that I rarely allow one liners but beyond that I am very lax with my posting requirements. The only thing I ask as that you post once a week if you join I would prefer a lot more but your only required to post once a week. 3. Do not kill or injure another players character without consulting them and myself first 4. No god-modding 5. Please refrain from destroying the station. 6. No OOC Drama you will be kicked 7. Please remember by joining this RP you have made a commitment to me and the other members. 8. When posting please ensure you post in third person and use this format. Using a standardized format makes it easy for everyone to understand. Your characters name The planetshipschool - location there Current TimeDate 9. Romance, erotic content and the like Well that is what people are here for Just use your best judgement. It goes along with the site rules but dont be foolish and end up causing OOC drama over romanceerp It is just not fun for anyone involved. I do hope that these rules are not too much to ask. I reserve the right to add to them though but I dont see that I will need to these are just the main basic rules that pretty much any RP follows anyway.
Thread: (IC) Student Messages

OOC This is for the student e-mail system. To add immersion to the game players can send messages to each other in game using this as if they were emailing each other. Please use the format below to send an email From MicroNet Systems To All Users Date Undefined Subject Welcome to the New Age in Intergalactic Mail! Hello, Thank you for choosing our best mail system yet MicroNet 7 which works with Crasta Exchange Systems operated by StarSystems Inc. This new mail server is designed to work in conjunction with normal terminals, PDA, VX systems, VC systems and AI interfaces. To sent a message please format a message like this one and change the From to your name, in to place the name or address you want the message directed to. In date you put the date you want the message sent please understand that our network uses Universal Standard Time. You can also add a Urgency line and a subject line. If you have any additional question feel free to email your account representative or call us via spectral system at Micro7. You can also come to one of our friendly support centers located throughout the galaxy. Regards, MicroNet Systems Master
Thread: (IC) Student Messages

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Thread: (IC) Student Messages

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