Dialogue Color Code: #00ffaa
It was a crisp, cold morning as the captain awoken within her room. She let out a sigh as she slowly sat up in her bed and stretched. She had a long day ahead of her. Not only was she having to keep eyes out on the water because of some crazy pirate she pissed off, though she didn't seem to understand why he was pissed off at her to begin with. All she did was murder most of his crew and steal his jewels, no big deal, right?
The brunette stood from her bed, sliding her boots back onto her feet as she made her way to the opposite side of the room, fillin a glass with much needed bourbon whiskey. She let out a sigh as she sat down at her desk and began looking over the map, trying to figure out what the next destination would be.
"Cap'n, Cap'n," a tall, muscular man from her crew called out as he barged through her door. She immediately stood to her feet and reached for her gun. "What did I tell you about not knocking?" she demanded as she held the gun towards him. The male lifted his hands in surrender before speaking, "I'm sorry Cap'n. But there is a woman out in the water," he stated.
Poppy sighed and set her gun back down on the desk. She started making her way out of her quarters and onto the deck. "You coming Jackass?" she stated as she made her way over to the group who was freaking out and glancing over the edge of the ship. The female sighed and shook her head in frustration. "There is a woman out there drowning and none of you decided to go out and help her. Hell, I know you're pirates but there is no need to treat women this way," she stated as she removed her boots and weapons from herself and dived into the freezing water. If she wasn't awake before, she definitely was now.
She popped her head up to the surface and began swimming towards the female's body. She made her way over towards the ship and began climbing up the rescue ladder on the side of the ship, calling out to her crew. "Get over here you idiots and help me get her on the ship!" she demanded. Immediately she was flocked with crew members who were retrieving the woman from her so she could get onto the ship herself.
Once Poppy was on the ship she knelt down beside the girl, finding that she was dressed like royalty and sighed knowing that her stupid outfit was making it even harder for her to breathe properly. She took the knife from one of her crew's pants and sliced through the dress and corset, allowing the female to breathe once again. Once that was done, she noticed the female beginning to cough up water out of her system.