Post by Pirate on Aug 20, 2009 1:19:29 GMT -5
JunesTemptation: June had always been dressed down enough, but tonight wasnt her night at all. She had something of exciting last few nights and even days. She wasn't always making trouble but trouble found her she was a simple woman . She was greatas long as you did what she wanted when she wanted it. Then life was peaceful. She had left the brothel and finally thought to wet her lips with a little drink. Warm night on the island very warm. She was fanning herself with a laceoriental fan a gift from some sailor who had travelled far and wide. She didnt oppose gifts so long as they were pretty. Stepping into the Black Scar she took a small look to her left and right. Shifting her gaze to the bar. [d]
Scampgizmo: ::He thumped his way up the stairs to the porch in front of the inne, and paused to catch his breath. He never was much good on land, but give him the rolling seas under his foot, and he was good to go. Reaching out with one empty hand, he turned the knob and blinked at the brighter light spilling out of the doorway. With a thump of one wooden leg, followed by the softer thud of his booted foot, he stepped inside. He looked a hard 50 if he looked a day, the skin of his face weathered and worn like old leather, and his hands showing many small scars and marks from a hard life. He had a tri-cornered black hat on his head, and a dark blue frock coat over a faded and worn white shirt, the shirt tucked into black breeches. He had under his rleft arm a cleaned human skull of all things, and a metal tipped walking cane that he switched back to right hand now that he needed it no longer for the door. He used the cane to balance the fact that his left leg ended just below the knee, a gouged and dirty looking oaken peg serving for a foot. Scraggly white/grey hair hung down from beneath his hat, and he had a few days worth of whiskers on
HunyBunzx: ::Hunny moved into the Inne and saw June there and well it looked like an old sea man (shut up scamp). Moving towards the bar of the inne she nodded to June.:: Good Eve ya? ::She bit her tongue she knew that June hated her accentand flat out told her not to talk to her much. When she found a seat at the bar she looked about. It was rather quiet that night in the Inne.:: (d)
JunesTemptation: Her teeth began to bite into a grit. She only sighed, she wasnt ever going to be able to kill that sound of her accent. Tough for her? Well some men liked it, she began to linger along the bar looking towards the peg leg. Ah a real man made of wood. She began to take over as bar wench for now until Nym showed up. She didnt know where she was but she was sure some one was going to be wanting drinks. "Evening all. Tonight Im gonna be your tavern wench" She look ed over to Hunny. "Hows my girl doin? getting good coin?" [d]
Scampgizmo: ::The older pirate thumped and half limped his way towards the bar. If SHE was going to be the bar wench, he Definitely was going to sit at the bar and make sure his failing eyesight did not fail to allow him to enjoy the sight of her. Not that the wench with the weird sound to her words was hard on the eyes! Not by any means. He would welcome either or both into his bed for a toss and tumble! Setting the skull down on the bar top, he spoke to the woman behind the bar.:: A mug of good beer for me self, and a tot of whiskey for my good mate Samuels here, if it please ya. ::With his hand now free of the skull, he reached into one large pocket of his coat, and finding his purse, wormed a gold piece out of it to lay atop the bar, sure that she would tell him when more was needed. He took a seat on one of the stools, and stretched his good leg out:: Damn earth...always makes my good leg throb...I need to be getting back atop the ocean soon... ( d)
Their Debauchery: He had woke up, and wouldnt you know it was there at that Harlots place. Alone wasnt that always the fucking case.. he didnt notice that his clothes were gone and with a groan he finally pulled his ass off the bed. He stole a womans robe and jsut walked right out and down to the main floor of the brothel. Where the hell were his things? "Hey.. you there Jolene wheres my fucking clothes? My weapons? MY HAT!?" He squinted a look at her No on liked Jolene she was rather horse faced, and aside from her lost in translation appearance she was nothing more then a house slave .. its how he saw her anyway. He rolled his eyes. "Eguh " The sound was nearly disgusted. "Wheres June?" Getting it out of her that June was at.. ok well he was right on over there now wasnt he? He walked over the sands of the trails leading to the Black scar and shoved himself on in. The robe was a little unfitted atleast for his body.. but he was beyond giving a shit who the hell cared. "Alright.. funny stuff where are my damn clothes woman!" -d
HunyBunzx: ::Hunny looked to June first and held up a finger definitely trying to oblige her. A purse was moved towards her with 200 gold coins from a customer the night before. She may hate her accent but some men enjoye it very much. Once the purse was handed over to June Hunny was distracted at the old man and his wooden leg.:: Ju have wood? ::she pointed to his leg:: Ju have wood ya? ::She waved a hand at her chest. It was sticky hot wasn't it? It made her white bodice cling to her breasts and she was shiny from the glow of perspiring some. Blonde hair was lifted then and pulled up with a bit of ribbon into a messy little up do as she sat there. Her mouth dropped open then when she saw the nearly naked man come in yelling for June she supposed.:: Legs.... ya.. very nice ya.. ::Hunny winked and looked from the man to June.:: (d)
JunesTemptation: Of course June had offered a bit of a show for the man. He got to see her breasts that were perked up by merely the tight pull of those string of a corset. Not that she was shy she never was only she wasnt on duty tonight. Tonight she was bar wench! Ahaha! She looked over his friend. "Ah.. must be a good friend ." Carried around a skull did he now?? She grabbed a mug and cleaned it out with a rag and began to fill it with the islands brew. Setting it down, along came the other with a bit of sneer to his friend. "So how did you two meet?" Though Hunny's remark had been enough to make her laugh! She didnt smile much as the Madame of the brothel but here was one. A real one. Taking up the coin she lifted it to her teeth to bite and scrape the surface with her teeth inspecting it. Seemed real. Putting it into the till. Evander.."WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROBE?!" She lifted a brown and moved to lean herself into the bar. "Though a bit of you seems to be hanging out." She let her eyes drop to his groin with a wicked little smile on her. She had his clothes.. yes. Yes she did. [d]
campgizmo: ::He wrapped a old but strong hand around the mug of brew, and left Samuel's drink in front of the skull for him to enjoy at his leisure. His eyes widened a bit at the question, showing their light grey color before he answered the woman:: I met him aboard ship, 30 years ago if it was a day. We have sailed together ever since. ::The other wench was speaking to him it seemed, but her words were half garbled in his ears. Wood seemed to be understandable though, and he gave her a nod:: Yes, it is wood...::No wonder the girl worked as a wench, if she had to ask such obvious things. Of course most men would likely not be interested in her for her mind, or her speech! He was about to simply enjoy his brew, when of all things, a man? came through the door in a robe fit for a woman, and one of probably ill repute. Muttering under his breath:: What kind of place is this Samuels?...Men in women's robe?...(d)
Their Debauchery: He made his way around the tables of the Inne, and if she thought he gave a rats ass who saw him in the blooming buff she was wrong. He didnt care he wanted his things, they were his to have and she always seemed to be taking them. He hadnt noticed anything else the old man was not even seen as he moved towards that bar with a turn to this woman he'd never seen before.. He gave a half blink looking at her. Right right. Not her mind or her speech right? He finally lifted a pointed finger to June. "Dont play with me, your the one always getting me into these damn messes. Im about half ready to beat you with.." He shot a look down to the wooden peg leg. "That peg leg there. Im not playing games with you now! Give them back." He was a little on the hot side. Annoyed if anything. He looked once more at the old man another new face he'd never seen around these parts. What .. no Who was he talking to? He shook his head. "Well??" -d
HunyBunzx: ::Hunny tilted her head to hear the old man speak of things she though was probably due to old age or her lack of communication in this language. Was he talking to a skull though? That was well odd. perhaps too many years at sea.. June, however, had a booming voice when she wanted too and well Hunny nearly flinched. When the younger more naked man looked her way she gave him a pretty smile and a wink.:: Oh ya.. I am thinking maybe we should let him wear the robe for a little while longer ya? ::looks at his behind as he speaks to June or rather was very cross with her.:: Dis is very nice robe.. maybe ju should tank June no? (d)
JunesTemptation: She crossed her fingers under her chin, her elbows lifted onto the bar as she listend to the mans story. It was fascinating! She was purposely ignoring Evander now, as she kept a watchful eye onto both Hunny and the stranger. It was when he started in about having half a mind that she couldn't resist. "Yes Half up here half down there." She bit her lower lip without meaning to be so mean infront of people to him but.. Evan should have thought before speaking. June was witty when allowed to be. "Oh he does look rather fetching. Come here darlin come meet my new friend Samuel." She actually moved to pick up the skull with a brash move. She didnt know if the old man would mind but if Sammy didnt mind being drug along under the arm of a smelly pirate why would he mind the hold of a woman. "And.. Well I have no idea who might you be Sir?" Now looking at the older pirate. [d]
Scampgizmo: Samuels...Winston Samuels is his name m'am, and damn him, he always does get the ladies before I do. ::Shaking his grizzled head:: He always had the better looks, if not the better luck at other things. ::He sipped from the mug, making no move to stop her from aquainting herself with Samuels, but he did move his free hand down to his thigh, near the edge of the coat that hid the flintlock revolver on his hip. If that young buck thought he was going to take His leg for any reason, he was going to find that his dangling bits would make a fine target for a mini ball of lead. Answering June's not quite asked question:: Me own name be Tanner....Theopholis Artemis Tanner...And I take it from all the yelling, that you are June? A pleasure to meet you, and to drink under ya roof..(d)
slayerish: Well, well, well. Look who had managed to make her way across Europe only to find little self here. Delicate, lace covered fingers pressed flat against the door to allow herself to slip into the bustling building with complete silence. One could certainly say that by the looks of it the woman was quite out of her element by the looks of her. The pale blonde's hair was held by a lovely jeweled clip that hung over her a slender shoulder in flawless ringlets, light bangs and purposefully stray hair brimming those angelic, ivory features touched here and there by the complimentary hue of the mortal blush. The shapely curves of her frame was enveloped in the pale blue satin gown, accentuating her shape by the aide of the corset that shoved her bosom into it's full pout and touched by a fabulous necklace in it's eyeful exposure. How odd it was to see the elegance that consumed her visage, yet the stark contrast of how completely comfortable she was in the present surroundings. Fingers gathered up some of the plush fabric, taking a seat at the bar -- of all places -- and permitting the flawlessly aligned teeth to hook over that plump bottom lip. Thinking as she nibbled at the full flesh, squinting the lid of one of those azure hues, she debated in thought until making a quick choice. "Excuse me, love? My I have a glass of rum, please?"
Their Debauchery: He merely begruded June to the highest degree right now, she was starting to become some one he was hating! He just hated always coming back to her by one way or another. Seemed it was a little ridiculous already. He didnt see the flint lock but did take note of him shifting a bit. June had a smart mouth on her. He finally leaned along the side of the bar and walking around the thing to get a hold of June. Snatching away that Skull head and dropping it to a roll to his Host. He frowned and yanked June away with a push to the back counter. "You know.." his hands lifted up to cup her face and to her neck to strangle her but it was restrain that held them back. "One day." He pointed at her in that robe and caught Hunny's line of sight. "Yes.. its all me." He gave a light grin before stomping off. "I bet Nym has something anyway. Fuck you June." He said it as he began to tread to the room he knew to be Nyms. She would have something, she was a very handy thing. "Im coming back!" he shouted as he vanished to the halls. -d
HunyBunzx: ::Hunny was entertaining herself for the moment touching the peg leg when she thought Tanner wasn't looking. Poke.. .. pretty solid.. poke... wonder if he be sleeping in it too.. pokes again, peeks to see if he was watching, when he shifted again, she actually knocked on it and it made that wooden hollow sound, she pretended it wasn't her and looked as a young woman came into the inne and sat at the barn. Wonder if anyone would pick on her like they did Hunny. Oh well.. Hunny had some men interested in her particularly because of that accent. She watched as the man grabbed June and Hunny finally felt fear for a moment, but when he let her go she put on that smile when he smiled at her.:: Ju maybe having ta prove it ya? ::blowing him a kiss as he disappeared towards Nim's room.:: Who vas dat June? Ju ok ya? ::Looking with concern her way.:: (d)
JunesTemptation: "Tanner. Well yes my love it is quite well met. I am June. Madame June however this is not my establishment. This place belongs to the little Siren Nymphadora." Some one to be careful of. Sirens had a voice on them that men went mad over. She began to laugh as she was manhandled and put up a fake little fight. "Let me go." Toying with him with a swiggle of her hips but enough to dig into Evans too. She was laughing she could not help it! "oooh Rwar" She grinned as he stormed off and looked to Tanner. "Im sorry about Samuel. My friend gets a little hot headed." She looked at Hunny then. "Oh that's the Neptune Bastard himself. Havent you heard he just looted a great deal of money from some kingdom for the ransom of their Queen. He's got quiet a large.. amount of gold." Where well she didnt get it out of him nor did she know. "hes a regular at the brothel. When he comes to the island." She didnt give his real name of course. Moving to eye the woman. Pretty.. to pretty for her own good. She pulled a thickglass and began to fill it setting it down before her in a slam. "Here you go a copper piece." Mean? Oh just a smidge. She didnt like pretty girls that were not one of her girls. "And you are missy?" [d]
Scampgizmo: ::Luckily for Hunny, Tanner was distracted from her toying with his peg leg by the rough treatment of Samuels at the hands of the cross dressing man. But he left and Tanner let him go, more interested in the three women he now seemed to be the lone male in the midst of besides Samuels, which left at least one for him, even on Samuels best night!:: No harm done I guess.. Samuels has survived worse to be sure.. ::He took a longer draught of his beer then, and turned on his seat a bit to keep all the others in sight, not adverse to learning the new beauty's name either:: (d)
slayerish: There wasn't so much as a flinch when the glass was slammed down on the table, rather tempted to make a snarky remark about manners and business. However, she wasn't on the job at the present time ... thus meaning she needn't put up any falsehoods and pretend that she actually used the manners she harbored for business purposes. Hand curled around the thick glass, lifting it to her lips to take a long, savored pull from the spiced alcohol. Marie exhaled the familiar burn through her nose, eyes watching the cup until finding the woman's features politely. "Marie Devereaux. And yourself?" she questioned with honesty. Again, honesty was only offered because she wasn't working. Hmm. There was a highly good chance that her 'day off' would need to be cut short of more gentlemen came in, or if these gentleman got too drunk. Drunkards were the best to work with as far as Marie was concerned and that didn't exclude drunk women, either.
Their Debauchery: Cutting post short] He did manage to find a pair of his own clothing here imagine that! He should stop leaving those everywhere.. Finally back down he was still missing his pistol and his cutlass as well as that hat! He merely eyed the others of the Inn, and yes he did have that gold hidden away somepalce rather safe. His hideaway that he and his men knew of. He would die before letting that one slip, he didnt even have the maps on board they were by memory. The navagator of their ship was always kept watch on, if he ever left.. he'd be a dead man. When spying that old man he didnt bother to be civil he pulled up a chair with a turn sitting near the bar but not at it. "No need for being hostile June. " Easing back in a lean. So that was her new girl.. well wait.. or was that other her new girl? Two.. -d
HunyBunzx: ::Hunny felt the old man sort of give her his back as he turned to the lovely girl on his other side and Hunny leaned forward to listen to the woman's name. But of course she would be distracted when the man came back in sans robe.:: Ahhh so ju are the man with the Queen's big booty ya? ::She smiled prettily at him. Reaching a hand towards him she smiled.:: Hunny is mine name .. vot name do ju use? (d)
JunesTemptation: "I am nice." No she wasn't but strangers that were not whores or pirates were usually something else. She wasn't one of her girls and like hell was anyone going to have another brothel running. She was looking at her with a polite smile. "Madame June." She left it like that turning around to bounce her dress onto the woman, as she walked off back to the bar taking a seat next to her girl Hunny and between Tanner and Sam. "So then.. its not really a nice until we all drink up now I say.. so long as Nym doesn't find out we drink the best ale and rum at His tab!" Pointing to Even with a smile. "He does indeed have the Queens booty.!" [d]
Scampgizmo: ::The Queen's booty be damned! He would be happy if any of the beauties in the inn would share a bit of their booty with him! Of course, with his luck, they would all be throwing themselves at Samuels, and leave poor him all by his lonesome unless he plopped down a lot of gold. It was enough to drive a man to drink, and drink he did:: To yer health Samuels... ::A quiet toast given as he reached out to snag the tot of whiskey set out for the skull and downing it before chasing it with the rest of the beer, stifling an ungentlemanly belch afterwards. At least that fool had put some pants on.:: ( d )
slayerish: Hah. One corner of her lips curved upwards into a little smirk as the other's piped in. Like a petty madame would possibly damage her business ventures for this town. All in all, these locations were hot spots for her profession.As the woman turned to brush her dress into her, Marie allowed a sweet bubble of laughter to pass her lips for her own ears. Marie's 'clumsiness' ensued as she took a drink from the glass only to drop it with a crash onto the floor, hand covering her lips as a feigned expression of apology laced with vindictiveness slithered across her features. "Oopsies!" Naturally, it was intended for the madame to fetch what she wanted. Good little bitch * wench ... same thing, really. Not that she had anything against wenches or dogs, both made great companions.
Their Debauchery: He hadn't seen a static like that but it was clear that June was getting territorial wasn't she? Bitches be damned! He didnt mind, he would love to see the fight of two sexy woman. It made port worth while! Normally it was men fight fighting* WHICH.. looking at stranger and his skull friend could have still happened. He didnt like the looks of that one. Though it was probably because he was disarmed. Getting to his feet he neared the young womans table nearly getting the smash of that glass. "Go get my things June" And just like that she was gone! "Careful now missy you'll scuff my boot." Drinks all around then.. thats what he head! "Yes and you there " pointing to Hunny. "Give me a mug of rum." -d
HunyBunzx: ::Well considering she had just given the man with the money her name and he ignored that and her hand and he wanted to use her to slop drinks now? A little spit might do just the trick.:: Aye aye sir.. ::little salute given:: O yaaye aye.. ::Moving behind the bar she did as he asked and poured him an ale and then looked at the other woman.:: I suppose while I am up.. I be happy to give yu glass another ya? Jus I dont vant dink on mine dress ya? ::handing booty man his drink from behind the bar:: ere ju go.. ::no spit.. he might be a customer later if he had money if not for her then one of the other girls, looking to skull and man though she wasn't sure which was which at times.::Vat do yu vant mister?
Scampgizmo: ::A free drink? He had been thinking of leaving, but free was damn good. Answering the woman with the accent:: A pair of tots of whiskey then, and my thanks to the inn keeper for his hospitality to an old sea dog.. (d)
slayerish: A littl grin crossed her lips when the 'booty man' commented on the boots, nodding when the woman offered to get her a drink as well. "I have no intentions of fouling anyone's attire, dears." There was a soft drink taken from the glass as she adjusted slightly in her seat to make herself more comfortable, turning her gaze to the fellow whom had come closer to her. "My apologies but I have yet to catch your name," she quipped with slight flirtation. Hey, it was number one since she completely planned on dipping those smooth little fingers into his pockets to buy that nice hat she found in the boutique down the way.
Their Debauchery: He smiled to Hunny who was having him turned yes just enough to expose his pockest for the pickin. Though unlucky little theif.. would find he was at the moment penniless. His money was in his clothes and guess who held those captive! Yes.. he went to claim his drink. And as he turned to a lean back to the woman he smirked. "Depends on whos asking." He didnt catch her name either but his name was soon becoming outlaw. So he stuck to his pirates name. "most just call me Neptunes Bastard. I prefer it like that." Only friends called him by his name. -d
HunyBunzx: ::Hunny's tasks handled she waved Bootylicious or Booty queen or whatever away. She knew when someone was not interested and when his smile meant, "get me another" will you? Hunny may be a whore but well.. her work was done on her back .. ok her tummy too .. and well anything in between but it didn't involve slopping drinks. She moved from behind the bar and would head for the door.:: I am thinking.. I need to goo and get real work for the evening... goot nite.. ::She called it and gave a little wave as she went to the remaining customers.:: (d)
Scampgizmo: ::He took both tots of whisky for himself, downing one after the other, and feeling them burn their way down his throat to light a small fire in his stomach. That was enough drinking for the night, or else he would never make it back to his ship in the morning in time to set sail with them. He got to his feet, wobbling just a bit on his peg leg and one good leg, his brain buzzing just a bit.:: Come on Samuels...Say good eve to the ladies, it is time for us to move on. ::The skull got tucked under his left arm, and the cane put to use in his right:: Good eve all. ::Touching his hat with his hand to the women before heading for the door:: Time for this sea dog to go back to his ship. ::Making steady if not quite fast progress, he set his sights on the door, and then the wharf afterwards::. (d)
slayerish: Oh, hell! How could his pockets be completely empty?! Bloody hell ... conversation and flirtation would have to suffice tonight. "I'm asking and that is reason enough to tell me," she shot back at him, watching him over the rim of the glass before taking the drink and listening to his name. "I'm Marie Devereaux." One of those dainty little hands was offered to him as she introduced herself, glancing up to look at his friend who was exiting and asking him to join him. Marie's bottom lip pouted out as she took on a saddened, pouty face with as he might be leaving. "Awe. You're not leaving, are you?"
Their Debauchery: "Im fairly real honey?" Saying it in the correct tone he was right? Just a litlte short on the money. Apparently. He looked at the scallywag take off and eyed him wondering where then was Drake. No doubt hiding in the bosom of some woman. He didnt doubt or was he the reason Nym was gone.! Well Evan thought he cured the man of that woman. Guess not, seemed Nym was just another working girl aye? He looked down into his mug before taking a swig. Looking to Little Marie and then down again. "Where would I go back to ship? I dont think so. Im on the hunt for some clothes that got the better of me." The ones he wore were his but not the ones he needed. "Seems you made them all leave!" Pointing out she was to blame. -d
slayerish: There was an honest little laugh that was given when he put the blame on her, placing a hand against the swell of flesh that was exposed thanks to the low neckline of the dress. "Me?" Marie's brows raised as she smiled brightly , an honest smile. "I have to deny that claim, but I have been known to cause something of the sort to have happened in the past." Marie tossed him a sly little smirk as she took another drink and set the mug down on the table. She certainly didn't look like a whore -- and she wasn't -- but she could handle the glass of rum better than the upper class image that her dress gave off. There was the aesthetic impression, yet she was completely comfortable in the rough place.
Their Debauchery: Nodding in agreement when she said Me. He lifted his mug towards her and sank back into the bar. A lift of his brow on his own part, the light was not kind to Evander here. He was though clean which would have something to do with being passed out. Clean clothing too, however he wasn't as attractive in the dark right? Who was, the lack of those candles burning the lanterns were dying down. With Nym gone no one was taking care of it. He wasn't. He was just helping himself to the drinks. "Lets try not to talk about our pasts now can we girly. So your one of Junes girls aye?" He looked at her a bit if that was the case he was going to drop all manners now. He didnt need them just needed to promise money. "You must be. I aint every seen you around this island. Trust me I would know its a rather remote one." -d
slayerish: Her jaw dropped when he asked if she was one of the wench's girls, chest lifting under the corset as she sucked in a sharp breath. Ah, yes ... that little smiley visage suddenly was overcome with a frown. "I am no such thing as a whore," she spoke with a sharp bitterness. It may have been better to put up the facade of being some prostitute, but ... for some reason she didn't. Hands came up to fiddle with those long curls that tumbled down her right shoulder. "Pift," she scoffed and rolled those vibrant blue eyes. "You're a pirate, I'm sure." She gave a little wave of her hand and took another drink. "I know your kind in and out," Marie shrugged with a little smile. Clearly she had gotten over his assumption of her being a whore, turning the topic more towards him rather than her profession.
Their Debauchery: "Not yet anyway?" He was looking her over some she was clean though so that wasn't a mistake he would have made. He merely set aside that mug. He didnt comment to the fact that she had called him a pirate. "Not just any pirate deary." He began to walk towards her table and pulled up a seat. "Haven't you heard yet. I bested the Queens men.. fought them off by the hundred.. stole the woman." His hand making the motion of a graps to the air. Making the story worthwhile to listen to. "And sank the ship." True save the whole hundreds thing. There were more like thirty or so. "Course they had no choice, The Durrin is a might ship made for power mind you." Gloating as pirates often did. "They no problem to send into the waters." -d
slayerish: She listened to the story intently, glancing down to the cup every now and then before something interesting caught her attention, nodding to show that he had impressed him. There was nothing wrong with tooting a man's ego now and then. "Goodness, that is certainly an impressive tale. I've nicked the Duke's pocket watch ... twice." She giggled as she held up two fingers before lifting her knee up a bit to expose a pair of boots that certainly didn't go with the rest of the glamour outfit. There were constructed of brown leather, beaten and worn from far too many years on a ship. Her hand slid a few inches into the pocket inside the boot, withdrawing one of the watches she kept for memory while she sold the other for a nice little sum of money. One leg crossed over her knee, leaving her dress pulled up to her knee as she showed off the fine watch that she held out to him, dangling and glittering even in this light.
Their Debauchery: So she was a theif then? She gave out a lot of information with that little admission there. He merely looked to her boots and then those watches pulling one up. No fear in her stabbing his hand would have been unlucky if she did too He began to let it spin off the golden chain and popped it open with the sounds of its tick. "Well now tis a fine watch darlin.. but its merely a watch." He looked to the other and then put the watch in his pocket. He grabbed her foot holding her boot before tossing her out of her chair to slow her down. "Sorry lovey, dont dangle meat infront of a lion savvy?" He began to walk off, and it was more of a sprint while she was down until it became a quick dash to the door. -d
slayerish: Uh, didn't she say ahead of time that she had been around a lot of pirates? Silly boys. With the shove, she was out of her chair and hit the floor with an uncomfortable landing on her upper back, rolling backwards to land in a rather unlady-like squat on the floor. One hand pushed her figure up while the other moved to the other boot to withdrawal the pistol from it's hinding spot. "You move and I have no issues of shooting you in the back of your bloody skull and I assure you I have a rediculously good shot." Either way, she had a fairly good chance at catching him if he continued to run. The two windows on either side of the door gave her the direction he would run and the door that lead to the back of the shop would aid her with the element of surprise ... not that it would last him for long since he'd have a shot nestled comfortably in his skull.
Their Debauchery: He muttered. Damn June damn her straight to hell! He would have had the better or even upper hand in the situation if he had his weapons. He lifted a hand then the other slowly followed. "Aye that you do dont you?" He finally let a hand slowly slip down to his pocket and the watch was slowly eased out of his pocket. "Come and get it its a mere trinket nothing to get all fussy over love." once more it fell to a dangle wrapped around his fingers. "Your an evil evil little witch to shoot a man in the back. No honor amongst theive eh?" He smiled looking out into the night. He hoped she was just a little horrible of a shot but he knew he was otherwise fucked. A lingering incline of his head turning some to merely show her he wasn't running but turning. "Come on.. here it is." Holding it out to her. -d
slayerish: Marie scoffed and dared to roll her eyes for a moment when he held it out to her like she was a dumb little fool. "You boys are constant entertainment. I'm no fool. Throw it to me." Her thumb pulled the hammer backwards, cocking the pistol to show that she was by no means toying with him. "A mere trinket or a chest of gold ... if it's mine then it will always remain so." All the while she kept her flawless aim right on him and as his head inclined, her's lowered to allow those vibrant eyes to remain locked on him. It would really be a shame if she did have to shoot him on account that she was actually an attractive fellow. Attractive or not, she'd do whatever she needed to do.
Their Debauchery: He merely looked down at the pocket watch with a laugh. "Alright." Tossing it towards her with a good arm, and up and over this womans head. Forcing her to either back step or turn in any case, he was going to merely take cover and it might have not have been the blazin brave man but still! He wanted to live he was no god and not really Neptunes bastard! He looked at the watch behind her."Dont know me own strength darlin." He looked around shit shit.. no drake still! Fucker was gonna get a good griping at! He didnt want to get shot either to his standards he was rather handsome in his own mind too! A bullet hole would have not only marred him but aside from the burn marks of his hands he had no real scars to date. Luck having a great deal to do with it nothing more. "Come now lower the pistol, we're all civilized pirates arent we?" She was a theif and that made her like them no better no worse. -d
slayerish: Her shoulders dropped when the watch was thrown over her head, shaking her head before back stepping to pick it up off the floor. Foot was set up on one of the chairs, hiking up the dress again while she tucked the golden object into her boot for safekeeping. She gently ease the hammer back into it's place and switched feet to tuck that away, too. "Alright. You may come out now, I won't shoot you." Marie helped herself behind the bar, grabbing a bottle of rum and tossing it in his direction with hopes that he had enough skills to actually catch it. "Let's ease your nerves over a drink, shall we?" Marie paused a moment and smirked. "Or shall I expect you to run out with that, as well?" Smallish chin was tilted as her head canted to the side, eyeing him suspiciously.
Their Debauchery: "What makes you think I wont be shooting you?" He stood up and finally glanced over towards her hands as it were for his own safety. He puffed out the material of his person and finally scoffed. "Atleast not tonight right?" He began think about it, and another drink wouldn't have dont shit. He wasn't afraid of the tiny woman. It was the gun itself that was something to worry over and fact of the matter was she still had it on her. Yet stupid as Evander was tonight he managed to walk over towards the bar and leaned into it. "You might want to be a bit more careful there lovey. Tonights one thing but tomorrow is another." Tomorrow he was going to have his things back. He knew June did it to make a fuss or get him to go and see her. Ether way it worked all the time. "So what exactly is it your hiding from? No one comes to this island with wanting to keep out of sights." -d
Scampgizmo: ::He thumped his way up the stairs to the porch in front of the inne, and paused to catch his breath. He never was much good on land, but give him the rolling seas under his foot, and he was good to go. Reaching out with one empty hand, he turned the knob and blinked at the brighter light spilling out of the doorway. With a thump of one wooden leg, followed by the softer thud of his booted foot, he stepped inside. He looked a hard 50 if he looked a day, the skin of his face weathered and worn like old leather, and his hands showing many small scars and marks from a hard life. He had a tri-cornered black hat on his head, and a dark blue frock coat over a faded and worn white shirt, the shirt tucked into black breeches. He had under his rleft arm a cleaned human skull of all things, and a metal tipped walking cane that he switched back to right hand now that he needed it no longer for the door. He used the cane to balance the fact that his left leg ended just below the knee, a gouged and dirty looking oaken peg serving for a foot. Scraggly white/grey hair hung down from beneath his hat, and he had a few days worth of whiskers on
HunyBunzx: ::Hunny moved into the Inne and saw June there and well it looked like an old sea man (shut up scamp). Moving towards the bar of the inne she nodded to June.:: Good Eve ya? ::She bit her tongue she knew that June hated her accentand flat out told her not to talk to her much. When she found a seat at the bar she looked about. It was rather quiet that night in the Inne.:: (d)
JunesTemptation: Her teeth began to bite into a grit. She only sighed, she wasnt ever going to be able to kill that sound of her accent. Tough for her? Well some men liked it, she began to linger along the bar looking towards the peg leg. Ah a real man made of wood. She began to take over as bar wench for now until Nym showed up. She didnt know where she was but she was sure some one was going to be wanting drinks. "Evening all. Tonight Im gonna be your tavern wench" She look ed over to Hunny. "Hows my girl doin? getting good coin?" [d]
Scampgizmo: ::The older pirate thumped and half limped his way towards the bar. If SHE was going to be the bar wench, he Definitely was going to sit at the bar and make sure his failing eyesight did not fail to allow him to enjoy the sight of her. Not that the wench with the weird sound to her words was hard on the eyes! Not by any means. He would welcome either or both into his bed for a toss and tumble! Setting the skull down on the bar top, he spoke to the woman behind the bar.:: A mug of good beer for me self, and a tot of whiskey for my good mate Samuels here, if it please ya. ::With his hand now free of the skull, he reached into one large pocket of his coat, and finding his purse, wormed a gold piece out of it to lay atop the bar, sure that she would tell him when more was needed. He took a seat on one of the stools, and stretched his good leg out:: Damn earth...always makes my good leg throb...I need to be getting back atop the ocean soon... ( d)
Their Debauchery: He had woke up, and wouldnt you know it was there at that Harlots place. Alone wasnt that always the fucking case.. he didnt notice that his clothes were gone and with a groan he finally pulled his ass off the bed. He stole a womans robe and jsut walked right out and down to the main floor of the brothel. Where the hell were his things? "Hey.. you there Jolene wheres my fucking clothes? My weapons? MY HAT!?" He squinted a look at her No on liked Jolene she was rather horse faced, and aside from her lost in translation appearance she was nothing more then a house slave .. its how he saw her anyway. He rolled his eyes. "Eguh " The sound was nearly disgusted. "Wheres June?" Getting it out of her that June was at.. ok well he was right on over there now wasnt he? He walked over the sands of the trails leading to the Black scar and shoved himself on in. The robe was a little unfitted atleast for his body.. but he was beyond giving a shit who the hell cared. "Alright.. funny stuff where are my damn clothes woman!" -d
HunyBunzx: ::Hunny looked to June first and held up a finger definitely trying to oblige her. A purse was moved towards her with 200 gold coins from a customer the night before. She may hate her accent but some men enjoye it very much. Once the purse was handed over to June Hunny was distracted at the old man and his wooden leg.:: Ju have wood? ::she pointed to his leg:: Ju have wood ya? ::She waved a hand at her chest. It was sticky hot wasn't it? It made her white bodice cling to her breasts and she was shiny from the glow of perspiring some. Blonde hair was lifted then and pulled up with a bit of ribbon into a messy little up do as she sat there. Her mouth dropped open then when she saw the nearly naked man come in yelling for June she supposed.:: Legs.... ya.. very nice ya.. ::Hunny winked and looked from the man to June.:: (d)
JunesTemptation: Of course June had offered a bit of a show for the man. He got to see her breasts that were perked up by merely the tight pull of those string of a corset. Not that she was shy she never was only she wasnt on duty tonight. Tonight she was bar wench! Ahaha! She looked over his friend. "Ah.. must be a good friend ." Carried around a skull did he now?? She grabbed a mug and cleaned it out with a rag and began to fill it with the islands brew. Setting it down, along came the other with a bit of sneer to his friend. "So how did you two meet?" Though Hunny's remark had been enough to make her laugh! She didnt smile much as the Madame of the brothel but here was one. A real one. Taking up the coin she lifted it to her teeth to bite and scrape the surface with her teeth inspecting it. Seemed real. Putting it into the till. Evander.."WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROBE?!" She lifted a brown and moved to lean herself into the bar. "Though a bit of you seems to be hanging out." She let her eyes drop to his groin with a wicked little smile on her. She had his clothes.. yes. Yes she did. [d]
campgizmo: ::He wrapped a old but strong hand around the mug of brew, and left Samuel's drink in front of the skull for him to enjoy at his leisure. His eyes widened a bit at the question, showing their light grey color before he answered the woman:: I met him aboard ship, 30 years ago if it was a day. We have sailed together ever since. ::The other wench was speaking to him it seemed, but her words were half garbled in his ears. Wood seemed to be understandable though, and he gave her a nod:: Yes, it is wood...::No wonder the girl worked as a wench, if she had to ask such obvious things. Of course most men would likely not be interested in her for her mind, or her speech! He was about to simply enjoy his brew, when of all things, a man? came through the door in a robe fit for a woman, and one of probably ill repute. Muttering under his breath:: What kind of place is this Samuels?...Men in women's robe?...(d)
Their Debauchery: He made his way around the tables of the Inne, and if she thought he gave a rats ass who saw him in the blooming buff she was wrong. He didnt care he wanted his things, they were his to have and she always seemed to be taking them. He hadnt noticed anything else the old man was not even seen as he moved towards that bar with a turn to this woman he'd never seen before.. He gave a half blink looking at her. Right right. Not her mind or her speech right? He finally lifted a pointed finger to June. "Dont play with me, your the one always getting me into these damn messes. Im about half ready to beat you with.." He shot a look down to the wooden peg leg. "That peg leg there. Im not playing games with you now! Give them back." He was a little on the hot side. Annoyed if anything. He looked once more at the old man another new face he'd never seen around these parts. What .. no Who was he talking to? He shook his head. "Well??" -d
HunyBunzx: ::Hunny tilted her head to hear the old man speak of things she though was probably due to old age or her lack of communication in this language. Was he talking to a skull though? That was well odd. perhaps too many years at sea.. June, however, had a booming voice when she wanted too and well Hunny nearly flinched. When the younger more naked man looked her way she gave him a pretty smile and a wink.:: Oh ya.. I am thinking maybe we should let him wear the robe for a little while longer ya? ::looks at his behind as he speaks to June or rather was very cross with her.:: Dis is very nice robe.. maybe ju should tank June no? (d)
JunesTemptation: She crossed her fingers under her chin, her elbows lifted onto the bar as she listend to the mans story. It was fascinating! She was purposely ignoring Evander now, as she kept a watchful eye onto both Hunny and the stranger. It was when he started in about having half a mind that she couldn't resist. "Yes Half up here half down there." She bit her lower lip without meaning to be so mean infront of people to him but.. Evan should have thought before speaking. June was witty when allowed to be. "Oh he does look rather fetching. Come here darlin come meet my new friend Samuel." She actually moved to pick up the skull with a brash move. She didnt know if the old man would mind but if Sammy didnt mind being drug along under the arm of a smelly pirate why would he mind the hold of a woman. "And.. Well I have no idea who might you be Sir?" Now looking at the older pirate. [d]
Scampgizmo: Samuels...Winston Samuels is his name m'am, and damn him, he always does get the ladies before I do. ::Shaking his grizzled head:: He always had the better looks, if not the better luck at other things. ::He sipped from the mug, making no move to stop her from aquainting herself with Samuels, but he did move his free hand down to his thigh, near the edge of the coat that hid the flintlock revolver on his hip. If that young buck thought he was going to take His leg for any reason, he was going to find that his dangling bits would make a fine target for a mini ball of lead. Answering June's not quite asked question:: Me own name be Tanner....Theopholis Artemis Tanner...And I take it from all the yelling, that you are June? A pleasure to meet you, and to drink under ya roof..(d)
slayerish: Well, well, well. Look who had managed to make her way across Europe only to find little self here. Delicate, lace covered fingers pressed flat against the door to allow herself to slip into the bustling building with complete silence. One could certainly say that by the looks of it the woman was quite out of her element by the looks of her. The pale blonde's hair was held by a lovely jeweled clip that hung over her a slender shoulder in flawless ringlets, light bangs and purposefully stray hair brimming those angelic, ivory features touched here and there by the complimentary hue of the mortal blush. The shapely curves of her frame was enveloped in the pale blue satin gown, accentuating her shape by the aide of the corset that shoved her bosom into it's full pout and touched by a fabulous necklace in it's eyeful exposure. How odd it was to see the elegance that consumed her visage, yet the stark contrast of how completely comfortable she was in the present surroundings. Fingers gathered up some of the plush fabric, taking a seat at the bar -- of all places -- and permitting the flawlessly aligned teeth to hook over that plump bottom lip. Thinking as she nibbled at the full flesh, squinting the lid of one of those azure hues, she debated in thought until making a quick choice. "Excuse me, love? My I have a glass of rum, please?"
Their Debauchery: He merely begruded June to the highest degree right now, she was starting to become some one he was hating! He just hated always coming back to her by one way or another. Seemed it was a little ridiculous already. He didnt see the flint lock but did take note of him shifting a bit. June had a smart mouth on her. He finally leaned along the side of the bar and walking around the thing to get a hold of June. Snatching away that Skull head and dropping it to a roll to his Host. He frowned and yanked June away with a push to the back counter. "You know.." his hands lifted up to cup her face and to her neck to strangle her but it was restrain that held them back. "One day." He pointed at her in that robe and caught Hunny's line of sight. "Yes.. its all me." He gave a light grin before stomping off. "I bet Nym has something anyway. Fuck you June." He said it as he began to tread to the room he knew to be Nyms. She would have something, she was a very handy thing. "Im coming back!" he shouted as he vanished to the halls. -d
HunyBunzx: ::Hunny was entertaining herself for the moment touching the peg leg when she thought Tanner wasn't looking. Poke.. .. pretty solid.. poke... wonder if he be sleeping in it too.. pokes again, peeks to see if he was watching, when he shifted again, she actually knocked on it and it made that wooden hollow sound, she pretended it wasn't her and looked as a young woman came into the inne and sat at the barn. Wonder if anyone would pick on her like they did Hunny. Oh well.. Hunny had some men interested in her particularly because of that accent. She watched as the man grabbed June and Hunny finally felt fear for a moment, but when he let her go she put on that smile when he smiled at her.:: Ju maybe having ta prove it ya? ::blowing him a kiss as he disappeared towards Nim's room.:: Who vas dat June? Ju ok ya? ::Looking with concern her way.:: (d)
JunesTemptation: "Tanner. Well yes my love it is quite well met. I am June. Madame June however this is not my establishment. This place belongs to the little Siren Nymphadora." Some one to be careful of. Sirens had a voice on them that men went mad over. She began to laugh as she was manhandled and put up a fake little fight. "Let me go." Toying with him with a swiggle of her hips but enough to dig into Evans too. She was laughing she could not help it! "oooh Rwar" She grinned as he stormed off and looked to Tanner. "Im sorry about Samuel. My friend gets a little hot headed." She looked at Hunny then. "Oh that's the Neptune Bastard himself. Havent you heard he just looted a great deal of money from some kingdom for the ransom of their Queen. He's got quiet a large.. amount of gold." Where well she didnt get it out of him nor did she know. "hes a regular at the brothel. When he comes to the island." She didnt give his real name of course. Moving to eye the woman. Pretty.. to pretty for her own good. She pulled a thickglass and began to fill it setting it down before her in a slam. "Here you go a copper piece." Mean? Oh just a smidge. She didnt like pretty girls that were not one of her girls. "And you are missy?" [d]
Scampgizmo: ::Luckily for Hunny, Tanner was distracted from her toying with his peg leg by the rough treatment of Samuels at the hands of the cross dressing man. But he left and Tanner let him go, more interested in the three women he now seemed to be the lone male in the midst of besides Samuels, which left at least one for him, even on Samuels best night!:: No harm done I guess.. Samuels has survived worse to be sure.. ::He took a longer draught of his beer then, and turned on his seat a bit to keep all the others in sight, not adverse to learning the new beauty's name either:: (d)
slayerish: There wasn't so much as a flinch when the glass was slammed down on the table, rather tempted to make a snarky remark about manners and business. However, she wasn't on the job at the present time ... thus meaning she needn't put up any falsehoods and pretend that she actually used the manners she harbored for business purposes. Hand curled around the thick glass, lifting it to her lips to take a long, savored pull from the spiced alcohol. Marie exhaled the familiar burn through her nose, eyes watching the cup until finding the woman's features politely. "Marie Devereaux. And yourself?" she questioned with honesty. Again, honesty was only offered because she wasn't working. Hmm. There was a highly good chance that her 'day off' would need to be cut short of more gentlemen came in, or if these gentleman got too drunk. Drunkards were the best to work with as far as Marie was concerned and that didn't exclude drunk women, either.
Their Debauchery: Cutting post short] He did manage to find a pair of his own clothing here imagine that! He should stop leaving those everywhere.. Finally back down he was still missing his pistol and his cutlass as well as that hat! He merely eyed the others of the Inn, and yes he did have that gold hidden away somepalce rather safe. His hideaway that he and his men knew of. He would die before letting that one slip, he didnt even have the maps on board they were by memory. The navagator of their ship was always kept watch on, if he ever left.. he'd be a dead man. When spying that old man he didnt bother to be civil he pulled up a chair with a turn sitting near the bar but not at it. "No need for being hostile June. " Easing back in a lean. So that was her new girl.. well wait.. or was that other her new girl? Two.. -d
HunyBunzx: ::Hunny felt the old man sort of give her his back as he turned to the lovely girl on his other side and Hunny leaned forward to listen to the woman's name. But of course she would be distracted when the man came back in sans robe.:: Ahhh so ju are the man with the Queen's big booty ya? ::She smiled prettily at him. Reaching a hand towards him she smiled.:: Hunny is mine name .. vot name do ju use? (d)
JunesTemptation: "I am nice." No she wasn't but strangers that were not whores or pirates were usually something else. She wasn't one of her girls and like hell was anyone going to have another brothel running. She was looking at her with a polite smile. "Madame June." She left it like that turning around to bounce her dress onto the woman, as she walked off back to the bar taking a seat next to her girl Hunny and between Tanner and Sam. "So then.. its not really a nice until we all drink up now I say.. so long as Nym doesn't find out we drink the best ale and rum at His tab!" Pointing to Even with a smile. "He does indeed have the Queens booty.!" [d]
Scampgizmo: ::The Queen's booty be damned! He would be happy if any of the beauties in the inn would share a bit of their booty with him! Of course, with his luck, they would all be throwing themselves at Samuels, and leave poor him all by his lonesome unless he plopped down a lot of gold. It was enough to drive a man to drink, and drink he did:: To yer health Samuels... ::A quiet toast given as he reached out to snag the tot of whiskey set out for the skull and downing it before chasing it with the rest of the beer, stifling an ungentlemanly belch afterwards. At least that fool had put some pants on.:: ( d )
slayerish: Hah. One corner of her lips curved upwards into a little smirk as the other's piped in. Like a petty madame would possibly damage her business ventures for this town. All in all, these locations were hot spots for her profession.As the woman turned to brush her dress into her, Marie allowed a sweet bubble of laughter to pass her lips for her own ears. Marie's 'clumsiness' ensued as she took a drink from the glass only to drop it with a crash onto the floor, hand covering her lips as a feigned expression of apology laced with vindictiveness slithered across her features. "Oopsies!" Naturally, it was intended for the madame to fetch what she wanted. Good little bitch * wench ... same thing, really. Not that she had anything against wenches or dogs, both made great companions.
Their Debauchery: He hadn't seen a static like that but it was clear that June was getting territorial wasn't she? Bitches be damned! He didnt mind, he would love to see the fight of two sexy woman. It made port worth while! Normally it was men fight fighting* WHICH.. looking at stranger and his skull friend could have still happened. He didnt like the looks of that one. Though it was probably because he was disarmed. Getting to his feet he neared the young womans table nearly getting the smash of that glass. "Go get my things June" And just like that she was gone! "Careful now missy you'll scuff my boot." Drinks all around then.. thats what he head! "Yes and you there " pointing to Hunny. "Give me a mug of rum." -d
HunyBunzx: ::Well considering she had just given the man with the money her name and he ignored that and her hand and he wanted to use her to slop drinks now? A little spit might do just the trick.:: Aye aye sir.. ::little salute given:: O yaaye aye.. ::Moving behind the bar she did as he asked and poured him an ale and then looked at the other woman.:: I suppose while I am up.. I be happy to give yu glass another ya? Jus I dont vant dink on mine dress ya? ::handing booty man his drink from behind the bar:: ere ju go.. ::no spit.. he might be a customer later if he had money if not for her then one of the other girls, looking to skull and man though she wasn't sure which was which at times.::Vat do yu vant mister?
Scampgizmo: ::A free drink? He had been thinking of leaving, but free was damn good. Answering the woman with the accent:: A pair of tots of whiskey then, and my thanks to the inn keeper for his hospitality to an old sea dog.. (d)
slayerish: A littl grin crossed her lips when the 'booty man' commented on the boots, nodding when the woman offered to get her a drink as well. "I have no intentions of fouling anyone's attire, dears." There was a soft drink taken from the glass as she adjusted slightly in her seat to make herself more comfortable, turning her gaze to the fellow whom had come closer to her. "My apologies but I have yet to catch your name," she quipped with slight flirtation. Hey, it was number one since she completely planned on dipping those smooth little fingers into his pockets to buy that nice hat she found in the boutique down the way.
Their Debauchery: He smiled to Hunny who was having him turned yes just enough to expose his pockest for the pickin. Though unlucky little theif.. would find he was at the moment penniless. His money was in his clothes and guess who held those captive! Yes.. he went to claim his drink. And as he turned to a lean back to the woman he smirked. "Depends on whos asking." He didnt catch her name either but his name was soon becoming outlaw. So he stuck to his pirates name. "most just call me Neptunes Bastard. I prefer it like that." Only friends called him by his name. -d
HunyBunzx: ::Hunny's tasks handled she waved Bootylicious or Booty queen or whatever away. She knew when someone was not interested and when his smile meant, "get me another" will you? Hunny may be a whore but well.. her work was done on her back .. ok her tummy too .. and well anything in between but it didn't involve slopping drinks. She moved from behind the bar and would head for the door.:: I am thinking.. I need to goo and get real work for the evening... goot nite.. ::She called it and gave a little wave as she went to the remaining customers.:: (d)
Scampgizmo: ::He took both tots of whisky for himself, downing one after the other, and feeling them burn their way down his throat to light a small fire in his stomach. That was enough drinking for the night, or else he would never make it back to his ship in the morning in time to set sail with them. He got to his feet, wobbling just a bit on his peg leg and one good leg, his brain buzzing just a bit.:: Come on Samuels...Say good eve to the ladies, it is time for us to move on. ::The skull got tucked under his left arm, and the cane put to use in his right:: Good eve all. ::Touching his hat with his hand to the women before heading for the door:: Time for this sea dog to go back to his ship. ::Making steady if not quite fast progress, he set his sights on the door, and then the wharf afterwards::. (d)
slayerish: Oh, hell! How could his pockets be completely empty?! Bloody hell ... conversation and flirtation would have to suffice tonight. "I'm asking and that is reason enough to tell me," she shot back at him, watching him over the rim of the glass before taking the drink and listening to his name. "I'm Marie Devereaux." One of those dainty little hands was offered to him as she introduced herself, glancing up to look at his friend who was exiting and asking him to join him. Marie's bottom lip pouted out as she took on a saddened, pouty face with as he might be leaving. "Awe. You're not leaving, are you?"
Their Debauchery: "Im fairly real honey?" Saying it in the correct tone he was right? Just a litlte short on the money. Apparently. He looked at the scallywag take off and eyed him wondering where then was Drake. No doubt hiding in the bosom of some woman. He didnt doubt or was he the reason Nym was gone.! Well Evan thought he cured the man of that woman. Guess not, seemed Nym was just another working girl aye? He looked down into his mug before taking a swig. Looking to Little Marie and then down again. "Where would I go back to ship? I dont think so. Im on the hunt for some clothes that got the better of me." The ones he wore were his but not the ones he needed. "Seems you made them all leave!" Pointing out she was to blame. -d
slayerish: There was an honest little laugh that was given when he put the blame on her, placing a hand against the swell of flesh that was exposed thanks to the low neckline of the dress. "Me?" Marie's brows raised as she smiled brightly , an honest smile. "I have to deny that claim, but I have been known to cause something of the sort to have happened in the past." Marie tossed him a sly little smirk as she took another drink and set the mug down on the table. She certainly didn't look like a whore -- and she wasn't -- but she could handle the glass of rum better than the upper class image that her dress gave off. There was the aesthetic impression, yet she was completely comfortable in the rough place.
Their Debauchery: Nodding in agreement when she said Me. He lifted his mug towards her and sank back into the bar. A lift of his brow on his own part, the light was not kind to Evander here. He was though clean which would have something to do with being passed out. Clean clothing too, however he wasn't as attractive in the dark right? Who was, the lack of those candles burning the lanterns were dying down. With Nym gone no one was taking care of it. He wasn't. He was just helping himself to the drinks. "Lets try not to talk about our pasts now can we girly. So your one of Junes girls aye?" He looked at her a bit if that was the case he was going to drop all manners now. He didnt need them just needed to promise money. "You must be. I aint every seen you around this island. Trust me I would know its a rather remote one." -d
slayerish: Her jaw dropped when he asked if she was one of the wench's girls, chest lifting under the corset as she sucked in a sharp breath. Ah, yes ... that little smiley visage suddenly was overcome with a frown. "I am no such thing as a whore," she spoke with a sharp bitterness. It may have been better to put up the facade of being some prostitute, but ... for some reason she didn't. Hands came up to fiddle with those long curls that tumbled down her right shoulder. "Pift," she scoffed and rolled those vibrant blue eyes. "You're a pirate, I'm sure." She gave a little wave of her hand and took another drink. "I know your kind in and out," Marie shrugged with a little smile. Clearly she had gotten over his assumption of her being a whore, turning the topic more towards him rather than her profession.
Their Debauchery: "Not yet anyway?" He was looking her over some she was clean though so that wasn't a mistake he would have made. He merely set aside that mug. He didnt comment to the fact that she had called him a pirate. "Not just any pirate deary." He began to walk towards her table and pulled up a seat. "Haven't you heard yet. I bested the Queens men.. fought them off by the hundred.. stole the woman." His hand making the motion of a graps to the air. Making the story worthwhile to listen to. "And sank the ship." True save the whole hundreds thing. There were more like thirty or so. "Course they had no choice, The Durrin is a might ship made for power mind you." Gloating as pirates often did. "They no problem to send into the waters." -d
slayerish: She listened to the story intently, glancing down to the cup every now and then before something interesting caught her attention, nodding to show that he had impressed him. There was nothing wrong with tooting a man's ego now and then. "Goodness, that is certainly an impressive tale. I've nicked the Duke's pocket watch ... twice." She giggled as she held up two fingers before lifting her knee up a bit to expose a pair of boots that certainly didn't go with the rest of the glamour outfit. There were constructed of brown leather, beaten and worn from far too many years on a ship. Her hand slid a few inches into the pocket inside the boot, withdrawing one of the watches she kept for memory while she sold the other for a nice little sum of money. One leg crossed over her knee, leaving her dress pulled up to her knee as she showed off the fine watch that she held out to him, dangling and glittering even in this light.
Their Debauchery: So she was a theif then? She gave out a lot of information with that little admission there. He merely looked to her boots and then those watches pulling one up. No fear in her stabbing his hand would have been unlucky if she did too He began to let it spin off the golden chain and popped it open with the sounds of its tick. "Well now tis a fine watch darlin.. but its merely a watch." He looked to the other and then put the watch in his pocket. He grabbed her foot holding her boot before tossing her out of her chair to slow her down. "Sorry lovey, dont dangle meat infront of a lion savvy?" He began to walk off, and it was more of a sprint while she was down until it became a quick dash to the door. -d
slayerish: Uh, didn't she say ahead of time that she had been around a lot of pirates? Silly boys. With the shove, she was out of her chair and hit the floor with an uncomfortable landing on her upper back, rolling backwards to land in a rather unlady-like squat on the floor. One hand pushed her figure up while the other moved to the other boot to withdrawal the pistol from it's hinding spot. "You move and I have no issues of shooting you in the back of your bloody skull and I assure you I have a rediculously good shot." Either way, she had a fairly good chance at catching him if he continued to run. The two windows on either side of the door gave her the direction he would run and the door that lead to the back of the shop would aid her with the element of surprise ... not that it would last him for long since he'd have a shot nestled comfortably in his skull.
Their Debauchery: He muttered. Damn June damn her straight to hell! He would have had the better or even upper hand in the situation if he had his weapons. He lifted a hand then the other slowly followed. "Aye that you do dont you?" He finally let a hand slowly slip down to his pocket and the watch was slowly eased out of his pocket. "Come and get it its a mere trinket nothing to get all fussy over love." once more it fell to a dangle wrapped around his fingers. "Your an evil evil little witch to shoot a man in the back. No honor amongst theive eh?" He smiled looking out into the night. He hoped she was just a little horrible of a shot but he knew he was otherwise fucked. A lingering incline of his head turning some to merely show her he wasn't running but turning. "Come on.. here it is." Holding it out to her. -d
slayerish: Marie scoffed and dared to roll her eyes for a moment when he held it out to her like she was a dumb little fool. "You boys are constant entertainment. I'm no fool. Throw it to me." Her thumb pulled the hammer backwards, cocking the pistol to show that she was by no means toying with him. "A mere trinket or a chest of gold ... if it's mine then it will always remain so." All the while she kept her flawless aim right on him and as his head inclined, her's lowered to allow those vibrant eyes to remain locked on him. It would really be a shame if she did have to shoot him on account that she was actually an attractive fellow. Attractive or not, she'd do whatever she needed to do.
Their Debauchery: He merely looked down at the pocket watch with a laugh. "Alright." Tossing it towards her with a good arm, and up and over this womans head. Forcing her to either back step or turn in any case, he was going to merely take cover and it might have not have been the blazin brave man but still! He wanted to live he was no god and not really Neptunes bastard! He looked at the watch behind her."Dont know me own strength darlin." He looked around shit shit.. no drake still! Fucker was gonna get a good griping at! He didnt want to get shot either to his standards he was rather handsome in his own mind too! A bullet hole would have not only marred him but aside from the burn marks of his hands he had no real scars to date. Luck having a great deal to do with it nothing more. "Come now lower the pistol, we're all civilized pirates arent we?" She was a theif and that made her like them no better no worse. -d
slayerish: Her shoulders dropped when the watch was thrown over her head, shaking her head before back stepping to pick it up off the floor. Foot was set up on one of the chairs, hiking up the dress again while she tucked the golden object into her boot for safekeeping. She gently ease the hammer back into it's place and switched feet to tuck that away, too. "Alright. You may come out now, I won't shoot you." Marie helped herself behind the bar, grabbing a bottle of rum and tossing it in his direction with hopes that he had enough skills to actually catch it. "Let's ease your nerves over a drink, shall we?" Marie paused a moment and smirked. "Or shall I expect you to run out with that, as well?" Smallish chin was tilted as her head canted to the side, eyeing him suspiciously.
Their Debauchery: "What makes you think I wont be shooting you?" He stood up and finally glanced over towards her hands as it were for his own safety. He puffed out the material of his person and finally scoffed. "Atleast not tonight right?" He began think about it, and another drink wouldn't have dont shit. He wasn't afraid of the tiny woman. It was the gun itself that was something to worry over and fact of the matter was she still had it on her. Yet stupid as Evander was tonight he managed to walk over towards the bar and leaned into it. "You might want to be a bit more careful there lovey. Tonights one thing but tomorrow is another." Tomorrow he was going to have his things back. He knew June did it to make a fuss or get him to go and see her. Ether way it worked all the time. "So what exactly is it your hiding from? No one comes to this island with wanting to keep out of sights." -d