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Lara and Elizabeth 3
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Apr 06, 2014 08:14AM

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Adella pushed her way into the tavern, at ease around all the noise. She'd seen the ships in the harbor and knew what she had to do. She'd been waiting or this moment for years. Her hair was cut short like always and like normal she was in men's clothes. Just so much more comfortable.... She scanned the tavern as she got there, taking a seat on a stool at the bar and ordering a drink, looking around for where the captain of that ship might be.












A thick man with dark skin and a red banana over his bald head grunted. "Still ten minutes early cap' isn't it to early?"
Jame nodded. "Exactly. Those who don't make it, don't sail. You have no position questioning me Denver, so shut it and get to work."
The man nodded, not fazed by Jame's behavior, as this was normal for a captain. Any less and there would be mutiny."

Seeing the ship getting ready to pull out Adella cursed, picking up her speed. She wasn't going to miss her chance! The ship wasn't about to leave without her on board...Seeing that she wouldn't be able to make it from the docks she got another idea. There was a building the ship would have to pass below to leave the harbor. If she could get up there the jump would be easy. She changed course and headed to the building, making it to the window that was right over the harbor, and thankfully she saw the ship hadn't passed it yet.

Jame watched the channel he was sailing through was narrow, and passed between two buildings, one that rose over the ship. He stood behind the wheel, hands gripping the familiar wooden spokes with ease. He had a steady hand and a sharp eye, so it wasn't too hard for him to maneuver his sleek ship out of the harbor.


The crew responded in a chorus of cheers and the wind buffeted the sails, and then held, pulling his sleek ship out into the water, and picking up speed.




A tall thick sailor with a strong accent walked up to Adella and shoved her a mop and bucket roughly. "I trust ya know what to do with those." He said gruffly before walking away.

She scowled a bit as he shoved them into her hands but gave a nod, even though he was already looking away. she didn't outwardly complain though, just heading to the other end of the ship and starting to clean.

Jame ran his fingers over a rune on the map. "You will be mine." He whispered, before leaving his cabin slowly to walk out on deck and see how things were going. He walked around leisurely, he hands clasped behind his back.







The winds were howling something aweful. They tore at the sails which the men were currently trying to tie down. Wave after wave washed over the deck, carrying stuff overboard, and even sailors. He had already lost two of his crew that way. He gripped the wheel with a determination. "Secure the cargo! Tie up those sails! Keep a secure hold to your safety lines!" He kept shouting orders.