[[Look, not trying to be rude, but if you want lengthy posts it's incredibly difficult to post that way. In all the RP's I've ever done on this sight, we never RP that way. It's a style I am completely unfamiliar with and it will only lead to one-liners and a lot of waiting around. I'm going to wait and see what Thunder wants because he's the GM of this forum. If I need to edit my posts later, then I will.]]

"Such language from a lady?" Connelly laughed as the princess struggled in vain. He tossed her onto the deck and kicked the plank away. The crew from the Crimson Tide all swung back over with ropes and jeered at the remaining men on the sinking vessel.

Ciracin landed on the deck of her own ship with a heavy thud, the buckles on her boots clanging loudly. She approached the Princess, walking past her and eyed the young girl. "Thought I said no prisoners," she muttered to Connelly who only shrugged. Jane pulled the sword from her belt and aimed the tip at the young girl. Her dark eyes flashed as she rethought her decision to kill her. "Know anything about sailing, Pleeb?" she asked in a gruff voice.
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As two men removed the plank linking ships, the Admiral arched an eyebrow at the drunken sailor. "You've served your purpose, Captain. Now I suggest you take your ship and your men back to the mainland and see to repairs and supplies." he removed something from his belt and tossed it onto the deck, gold coins spilling from the pouch. "That should be enough for blankets, food...and a bath." Turning back to his Captain he ordered full sails as the fleet departed to continue their search.

As he ran towards the man a terrible smell engulphed him and he came extremly close to barfing. Something caught his eye; Curles and the other cabin boys were fighting off a pirate with some brooms but he was more than strong enough to overwhelm them and tossed them off the ship. Kane swore but moved on, it was too late for them. As the pirates went away on to their own ship he got an idea of his own, they had lost quite a few pirates and would need more hands, he smilied and grabbed a rope for himself, he swung over to the other ship and leisurly walked around with the other pirates cheering there victories. He smilied because he seemed to be fitting in. He then spotted the princess so he walked close to where they were.

“Well no one ever told me that I had to talk properly in front of scum like you!” Sarah said to the man harshly. She continued to struggle before the man threw her onto the deck. She landed with a thud and an ‘oof’. The fair skinned girl could tell that she’d have several bruises by the end of the night. She sat up and looked over at the new friend she had made on the other ship. As she looked at her she saw the black haired woman pull out a sword and point it at the girl. Quickly Sarah jumped up, ready to try and protect the girl. The woman instead asked the girl a question and Sarah just listened to the reply.

As she continued to stand there Sarah looked around and saw most of the men staring at her which made her quite uncomfortable. As she was looking around, though, she spotted a familiar face. It was the guy that tried to protect her on the other ship. She smiled slightly, glad that he had survived, but then she quickly looked away from him as he came nearer to her.

Alice found herself on a small rowboat with at least five other pirates. They weren’t really her crewmates let alone her friends. Just a bunch of strangers who happened to make it out of the last battle she was in. They had been rowing for most of the night and now dawn was at rise and they still hadn’t found land. The air was still filled with laughter and humour but the frustration and anger was starting to set in for Alice as she sat at the front of the small boat looking at the horizon. The rest of the crew seemed to swing their bottles of rum around as they started singing a pirate song.

"Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me
We pillage, we plunder, we rifle and loot
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me"

The brown haired pirate had enough as she rose to her feet and fired off a shot into the air. The boat fell silence immediately, "JUST SHUT UP! Thar be no more drinkin' until we find land.” She leant forward and pulled a bottle of rum out of one of their hands before throwing it into the ocean. “Oi I was drinkin’ that,” he was about to stand up but being much heavier then she was the boat started to wobble. Alice smirked before pointing her pistol at his head. “Not anymore…now sit down.” The pirate didn’t have to be told twice taking his seat again. “Excuse me lass, but ain’t that a British navel ship ahead,” a thin looking pirate spoke as he pointed one of his fingers towards the horizon. She turned to see that it wasn’t just one ship but a whole fleet. Her eyes seemed to spark with joy as a smile spread across her face, “Its time to get ourselves a better ship.” At once they all stood up to cheer but the boat wobbled again this time more rapidly. They started to move left and right to try and balance it out before they all capsized, Alice grabbed hold of the ledge before she lead again, “SIT DOWN!” Next time I'll make sure there are no survivors. Immediately they all sat down and started to row again, heading towards the fleet of ships.

As the admiral and his ego departed all HMS Menai could do is shout aduse; that and pull up the anchor. Immediately the sails groaned as the wind took hold of them, sending a couple of the crew down onto the deck, " Woah, steady lads. "

With the larger, more formidable ships a little way ahead, the red-coats of the Menai pulled, twisted and performed their duties in order for the small cargo ship to break away, heading eastward, back to civilisation. The ship was small, crude, undermanned and what crew was aboard was tired enough as it was. The only relief Jones had from meeting the pompous, greasy haired officer was what he had taken now allowed his crew to take a lighter ship back home.

" Bala, Conway, Williams and Robertson, you four take a rest. I'm pretty sure you were the ones who may have taken abit more of a drink than many more of us. As for the rest of you, hoist up; I don't want us to go faster than we can handle, especially now with this wind throwing us south, take us east and gentle. "

Standing at the side, looking at the departing fleet a short sigh left the seaman. It wouldn't be too long for him and the crew, he'd soon make them stop and all rest at once.

(Man, am I behind. Tori will just have been daydreaming.)

Tori stared into the black vortex of the waves, waiting for the storm to hit. She watched as shoals of fish swam past. She saw a whale, an octopus, and a glimpse of a dolphin. All this time, she was onlivious to the epic battle taking place. Then she jumped as the ship suddenly lurched to one side and she lost her balance. As she fell, she grabbed on to the prow. "Help!" she cried, looking for help from the other ships. The sea sprayed up, making the prow slippery. She struggled to hold on. "HELP!!" she cried as loud as she could, hoping the wind would carry her voice either onto her ship, or onto another ship.

Alice noticed that one of the smaller ships from the fleet was heading east, “Head towards this little beauty.” The short haired pirate ordered enjoying the fact that they were actually listening to a woman. Usually many pirates need more ‘influence’ to take orders from her but since she has a large amount of gold on her head they seemed to be more willing towards her. As they got closer to the large boats the waves seemed to increase in size, as they little boat rocked up and down. One of the crew seemed to have drunken a little to much as his face seemed to turn green before his head popped over the side as he throw up. Alice just smirked as she stared at the ship, from the size she would’ve guessed it was cargo ship. There would only be a small crew on board, easier for them to take it down.

As the first few ships came up next to their little rowing boat, no one seemed to notice them slowly drifting passed. It was like they were invisible, and that’s how she liked it. Then the cargo ship came towards them, the crew stopped paddling and sat there quietly hearing the creak of the wood. Alice leaned in towards the others, “listen up fellows this is very simple…we are going to take over this ship on my command one by one we climb up the robe to the deck…I want the whole crew on the deck tied up together so you two will check the below while everyone else rounds them up on the top….let all hell loose.” She smirked before they got to work. One of them pirates used what looked like a harpoon gun to shoot a piece of rope up with a hook on the end towards the deck. The hook hooked into the railing securely as they started to climb up the rope. The last person tied their rowing boat to the rope before climbing up as well.

Alice was first holding on to the railing before she jumped on to the deck with a loud thumb, the others followed as she fired a shot into the air. “HELLO LADS I’M HERE TO TAKE OVER YOUR BOAT…..NOW IF YOU DON’T MIND GET YOUR BUTTS ON THIS DECK FLOOR BEFORE ONE OF MY BUDDIES BLOWS OUT YOUR BRAINS.” Alice smirked as the other pirates started running across the deck ordering and pushing people to the ground. Alice pointed her pistol at the person steering the ship as she made her way towards him, “remain on course we don’t want your friends to now we are here.”

((Hey... are you ignoring me? I think you are.)

Every member of the Menai's crew simpley laughed as these pirates started to scramble on board, the pushing and force was met with the same. Every red coat was shouting in a language even more tounge twisting than a pirates dialect. Bala, the largest of the crew, a burly 6 foot tall built like a brick house simply pushed one of the invaders over whilst laughing so hard he was bent double.

Jones, turned from where he was standing as the gun shot, reaching for his own but failing to grab anything as he realised he didn't have a firearm. Instead he smirked as he saw the supposed captain, " 'Ey, 'ey, put that away love, and lets just talk eh? We've got no quarrel with anyone here, we're just ten simple men sailing the sea..." Ten very tired men sailing the sea ...

Two red-coats who were resting down in the hold heard the shot but didn't move, instead they continued to natter to one another in blissful ignorance. As for the man steering, a scrawny bloke just shivered and froze, eyes as wide as a rabbits as he stared down the barrel of the weapon but thankfully Jones spoke again, " Look here, I know this might seem a little unexpected because I know for certain I've had alot of experiance of 'pirates'..Trying to take His Majesty's Ships, I've never had anyone hurt, so lets just talk. "

Alice was furious that fact the crew was thinking this was a joke, the other pirates just scrambled around like retards. She rolled her eyes; they are making me look like I’m thick as a brick. She noticed that one of them was in such a hurry he ran straight into a pole falling back to the ground as some of the crew laughed. Can these guys do anything other than drink? Alice pointed her pistol towards her own supposed crew member and fire off a round straight into his chest. He looked surprised at his chest as his shirt turned red and then stared at her before he collapsed to the ground, dead. Her pistol pointed back that the guy behind the steering wheel realising someone else had joined the lad. The man was wearing what looked like one of those captain hats and she smirked when she hear him say he wanted to talk.

“You must be the captain of this boat….well I guess I broke your record since someone just got killed on your boat.” She pointed her pistol at him now as she stepped closer towards him so that her pistol touched his chest. He was much taller then her but that didn’t intimidate her at all. “As long as I get your boat you can talk all you want.”

Meanwhile one of her crew members was still down on the rowing boat as he heard someone calling for help. He smiled wickedly seeing it was a girl, “oh pretty girl need help?” He held out his hands and pulled her onto the boat.

Sniggering slighty at her shooting of her own man and her attempts to threaten with a gun to the chest, he again spoke, " Well look at it this way, you are now one man down. But just so we're clear there is no chance of you taking His Majesty's Ship so long as we are here. " Bala advanced slightly, nothing too threatening just allowing his presence to be known, as for the other reds, they seemed to asseble themselves and simply stand near the raving pirates; their intentions not hostile at all as seen by their lack of raised arms. Even the two chinwagging earlier had made their presence known after one was looking down the side of the ship, " Child Overboard! You sir, " Now yelling to the man in the boat, " These waves are picking up, I'd suggest you either get up here or pray to the good Lord. "

The captain figure piped up after nodding at Flint, the man leaning overboard" Leading Seaman David Jones, and you my dear? Oh and as for 'him', that was not a shot off any of my men so the blood is on your hands. My record remains. This ship is set for Holyhead Docks, where exactly are you trying to get to? "

He was right she was one man down now but it’s not as if he would’ve made a difference anyway. It looked as though she had underestimated herself; they were too tired and too drunk to be able to take this ship although it was the smallest one from the whole fleet. She noticed the largest of the crew members moving towards them a bit, she watched him from her corner of her eyes as she listened to what the man in front of her had to say. Any unwanted movements from that giant she would blow their captain’s heart to pieces. “Alice Mary Thomas, nice to meet ya,” she wasn’t about to shake his hand but just gave him a faint smile. Keeping her eyes at Jones with her free hand she reached behind her back to pull out a small dagger, which she then threw at the guy on the wheel hitting him straigh in the arm. “Holyhead Docks..hm I guess I’m heading that way too,” she gave him a playful wink and smirk.

The pirate on the rowing boat placed the girl over his shoulder as he started to climb up the rope. Once on top he dropped her again and stared over at Alice looking confused about what he should do but she didn’t seem to be interest in him and so he just stood there staring.

"I've no need for a pint sized pirate. You keep your hands to yourself, touch nothing without permission, and don't speak unless I tell you too." She turned to Connelly who was looking more and more aggrivated by the presence of thee survivors. "We'll use her to deliver the ransom note," Jane said sheathing her sword.

"What of him?" he asked nodding to the cabin boy. "Rations are low enough without another mouth to feed." Jane glanced over he shoulder at the young boy. He had a strong arm and having lost six men in the attack...

"So don't feed him," she consented. "Work him until he drops. If he makes it to port we'll sell him to the slave trade. If he dies, well, there's a lot of ocean out there." Connelly nodded. "Oh," she said in a quieter voice. "Keep him away from the girl. Both of them. I want him watched ever moment of the day." Connelly nodded again and moved over to he boy.

"Alright, Nave," he said gripping him by the back of the neck. "Looks like those cannons could use a good cleaning..."

Jane walked over to the princess and looked her up and down. "I'll take no nonsense from you," she said directly. "You make one complaint and I take a finger. You talk back, and I take a limb. You try to escape and I will kill you. Your parents can buy back a deadbody, it makes no difference to me. Understood?"

Sarah listened to the woman talking to the man that had carried her over to the ship. The fair skinned girl crossed her arms over her chest. She no longer was scared anymore, she was now more angry than anything. She felt like she wanted to kill someone just to release some of her anger.

When the woman came to talk to her she just rolled her eyes. “You don’t scare me. I doubt that you want to harm me in any way since if I am harmed then you will not get as much money for me. Plus how am I going to try and escape? We’re in the middle of the ocean. Where would I go? I’d probably die before I made it anywhere.” She said to the woman, not caring what she did to her.

The ships wheel had its wielder flinch slightly, but as scrawny as the man was he was known for his many accidents before joining the Royal Navy. The dagger which had flown toward him had touched the same point to which his leg came from being a stub to a wodden extension, the point hit the skin but the force was taken by the wood. The man's face paled as he saw blood leaking on his uniform, but he was too frightened to announce the wound or any pain.

Bala simply scowled and shoved the pirate's captain, " Dim gad! " he said in a cracked, deep voice. Dewi just laughed a little, nodding in agreement, " He's got a point, now how about all of you lower your weapons before this ends up being a very long, very tedious task of king of the hill? " Turning his back he motioned for his fellow crewmen to ease off a little, the last of whom was Bala, staring the captain down before shovign the wimp away from the wheel and taking control; the wimp soon fainted altogether.

Having pirates and a child on te boat was not exactly part of the plan, but then again neither was drifting far from the mainland. Sitting on the steps seperating the upper to the lower deck, again leading seaman spoke, " Eisteddwch bachgyn, dim gad. , " Before looking to the rather young girl, " Welcome aboard His Majesy's Ship Menai. "

Jane sneered as she stepped closer to the princess, "there are worse things I can do to you than kill you," she said in a low tone. "Do you see my men? We haven't made port in four months. That's a long time for a man to go without a woman's warmth. Right now, I'm all that stands between you and them. So I suggest you become a bit more accomodating, because there's nothing stopping me from taking this out on the wee one. How long do you think she can stay afloat with only one arm? I hear tht sharks can smell a drop of blood ten miles away. That's a frightening thought..." she backed away and gave Sarah's cheek a light slap. "Paris, take her below deck. Lock her in the brig."

A greasy haired man wearing a blue bandana stepped forward and grabbed Sarah by the arm and started hauling her to the door leading below deck. "Full sails men, we'll make port by sunup!" A chorus of cheers erupted as the sails dropped and a strong wind filled them.
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[Is there anyone who needs interaction still? I have my Navy fleet that can intercept you so you aren't left out]

Kane lurched under the mans grip, He knew that he would be worked to the bone but he would endure. The man said the cannons needed cleaning so he nodded and then broke the mans girp.
"Akright ill go get right to that then." He walked down into the bottom parts of the ship, he looked around and found a powder monkey running into a room, he followed the man into the room he saw the men who had been shotting the cannons sitting around and talking about the great shots they had taken, one eyed Kane. He tossed him a cloth and a stick.
"Well get cleaning maggot, I don't want no muck in there when your done." The others snickered at what the man was saying. Kane shot the man a dirty look but then got to the cannons, he put the cloth to the inside and quickly withdrew his hand, it was still burning hot from the shots the had been fired. The man swore and walked over he smacked Kane in the back of the head making him smash his head into the cannon. It made a large cut in the leg eye brow. He jumped up and raised his fist but stopped.
'I can't go starting a fight...yet.' He got back down and began cleaning. The man nodded.
"That will teach you Nave."

Frustration could been seen on her face as she realised this would have to be one of the worst days ever. Just then the giant shoved her aside which seemed to piss her off even more seeing as the leading seaman turned his back on her and walked away. What is this…some kind of joke? The other pirates just stood on the deck staring blankly like they were all currently in their own little world. She walked over to the fainted crew member pulling out her dagger as she cleaned the blood of with his uniform before sticking it behind her back again. Alice then strutted towards the seaman again as he welcomed the girl onto the boat, she just glared at her before returning her attention back to the seaman. “Seriously buddy I am not in a joking mood right now….I have been stuck on a tiny little rowing boat all night with these punch of retards.” “Hey that wasn’t nice,” one of the pirates yelled out. “Oh just shut it okay…” He took a step back and closed his mouth immediately. “Either you give me your boat or you get me another one?”