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It's good to be King!

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Name:

Chris

Age:

25

Position:

Captain

Sexuality:

Pansexual

Description:

Chris is nearly six feet tall and weighs almost 190 Ibs. He is skinny and muscular and is built for strength and agility rather than most who are built for agility and speed. He used to have silver hair and red eyes, but after a few years at sea the sunlight turned it blonde and after a chemical accident in a lab his eyes changed as well and became a sort of rainbow of color.

Specialty:

Sword fighting

Personality:

Chris is not a normal man, it is obvious from his fighting skills and his demeanor that he is different. To his crew, he is the dauntless, fearsome, and awesome Captain. The most terrifying pirate to have ever existed. To his family, he is the youngest, the runt of the litter that they figured would never accomplish anything. Chris likes to think of himself as a kindred soul and a free spirit. He loves the ocean, to him, the ocean is more of a parent than his real ones ever would be. He took his first steps and spoke his first words on the beach, with no one but his nannies in sight.

Chris is very loyal to his crew, he would do anything for them because they are his family and in his opinion, family is forever; even after death. The people of Noade believed in all sorts of paranormal things and even though they were taught not to be, some were very religious. Chris never liked religion, he thought putting all your eggs in one basket, or in this case faith, was not a good thing to do. Besides, he felt better believing that there was no one to judge him for his reckless actions.

Chris is very skilled with a saber, since he wasn't scholarly his parents figured they could direct his energy towards something else and they enrolled him in fencing. He quickly rose through the ranks and was sailing to other islands in order to compete at a national level. It was on those ships that Chris discovered his love for sailing. After being placed in first at the final competition of the season, Chris headed back home and packed everything up, fleeing from his home in the middle of the night without so much as a goodbye.

He's very passionate about the things he loves, Chris also adores cute things, he doesn't know why but cute things are one of his weaknesses. He also loves sweets and the spray of the ocean air. His favorite thing to do in the morning is wake up before sunrise, climb up the crows nest and watch the flames of the big ball of fire reflect on blue ocean spray. It's a very relaxing thing to do before the chaos of the day ensues; his second favorite thing to do is to tease his second in command, he loves watching her react.

History:

Chris came from a very prestigious set of scholars. He was the runt of the litter, the child that would never accomplish anything. His whole life, Chris heard things like, "why can't you be more like your brothers?" or, "your older brothers would never do that!" He hated being compared to them, especially since he knew he would never accomplish any of their feats. So, Chris took a different path, directing his energy towards sword fighting and martial arts. He became one of the best fighters in the nation and yet, it still wasn't enough.

It was like a sign from above when his island, Noade, was attacked by pirates. The very first thing Chris did the next morning was take his best friend and together the two found an abandoned ship and fixed it up. Unfortunately, at the last minute the boy chickened out and it was just Chris and a few other scoundrels he had dredged up from somewhere on the island. One by one that crew was replaced, some died, some went back home, only one stayed and Chris picked up more people along the way. By the time they were finally prepared for their first raid, the crew was like a finally tuned instrument; ready to play.

Their first target was Drek and raiding the island had almost been too easy, that was where the chemical accident happened that forever changed his eye color. It also led him to finding a curious little thing in the depths of a medical lab; he revealed her only to the medic and the second in command. She lives in his room and hardly ever comes out unless no one is on board or the crew has left for vacation (yes, they get vacations, Chris isn't cruel!).

At first Chris had become a pirate to simply run away from his previous life, but now he has something to prove and he's going to stop at nothing in order to reach his goal.

Likes:
*Swords
*Cute things
*Sunrise

Dislikes:
*His family
*Storms
*Spoiled brats

Skills:
*Sword fighting
*Ship directing
*Sailing

Weaknesses:
*Cute things
*Sweets
*The people he cars for most

Other:

Chris is very enthusiastic about being Captain, if someone tries to put him down or insults him, he'll most likely tie them to the plank.

So begins...

The Pirate King's Story

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#2014-03-16 06:15:28, as written by Masquerade (Skye)

Nothing was better then morning on a boat, but of course, that was only Chris's opinion. The sky was a facade full of reds, pinks, and yellows, swirling across the open air in a beautiful motif of fiery beauty. The ocean was calm and the smell of salt was strong in the air today; Chris climbed down from the crows nest and checked his watch (he had stolen it off of a noblemen in Tsugitachi a while back), it was nearly 5:30 which meant that soon the crew would be bustling about, preparing for the day. There was at least another day or two until they reached the shores of the Pirate Island where they would be able to vacation and recuperate for a bit before setting out once more to collect treasure and terrorize islands.

Lately they had been going on a lot of raids and Chris thought that the crew deserved some time off in a place where no one would harass them. Besides, the island was practically empty this time of year aside from the workers that kept everything in order.

He walked across the deck, trying to be as quiet as he could for the crew below. The Captain's quarters were on the main floor, right under where the wheel was.

Chris opened the door to his room to find someone sleeping in his bed. She had been doing that a lot lately, leaving her bed to go sleep in his. That's when Chris noticed the grate to the vent on the floor was open and that there was blood trailing from the open hole to where she was hiding. With a sigh Chris pulled up the blanket to find her hugging her bleeding knees. "What did you do?" He asked, picking the little girl up to survey the damage. She had done quiet a number on herself and her skin was beginning to crack as well. "I guess I'll have to take you to Alister." The child went ridged in his hands, her face contorting into an expression that would have been amusing had she not been so scared. "Don't give me that look Little Sister, you're the one who banged yourself up."

He carried the squirming girl downstairs and knocked twice on the Medic's door before opening it. "Alister are you up?" There was blood slowly running down the child's legs. Thankfully none had dripped on the floor, otherwise Chris would have to have Edward clean it up. His watch began to beep and he placed the girl on the floor, "I have to go, I'll come back to get her soon." Chris promised and closed the door to Alister's room.

He had to go wake up Camelia to start on breakfast and then had to go discuss something with Robin and Cellia. Chris walked down the corridor until he reached the Cook's door and rapped hard on the wood, "Camelia, it's time to get up!"

Reyna had been crawling through the metal air vents, watching people sleep. She had stopped over Ki-Yo because of a noise that had come from the Woman's room and in the process Reyna scraped her knees on a nail. It had been a quick scramble back up to the Captain's room, where she proceeded to hide under his blanket and lick off the blood that had gotten on her fingers (how it had gotten on her hands Reyna wasn't so sure).

A few minutes later the Captain had come in to find Reyna hiding in his bed under the large quilt that covered the mattress. She knew what he was going to say, that she needed to go see the medic to patch up her knees, but frankly Reyna hated Alister. Not because he was a bad guy, he wasn't at all, she just hated doctors in general.

As soon as Chris put her down on the floor below she darted under the desk in the corner in a shimmery blur, her skin continuing to flake as it dried up. If Reyna didn't wet it soon, it would feel as though she were drowning on dry land. Maybe Reyna could run away to Cellia's quarters and use the second in command's bathroom to re-hydrate? Does Cellia keep salt in her bathroom? Reyna wondered.

Reyna silently begged for Chris to come back, it's not like calling out to him would do her any good, she didn't have a voice, plus it would have most likely only angered Alister and alerted the others that there was a stowaway on board; which was not something Reyna wanted.

Reyna watched the Medic move with keen golden eyes, she had seen what he had done to some of his other patients and wasn't going to let him poke her with any needles or get too close with anything that wasn't a band aid.

The bleeding was getting significantly worse, she didn't care though, even though it was staining Reyna's favorite dress. The child looked around the small space for an escape route, but the metal duct in here was in the ceiling; the only way to get inside of the crawl space was on a really tall chair or a ladder. Who might be able to help her get out of here? Only three people on the ship knew of her existence; one was in the room and the other had left her here. Everyone else was most likely asleep due to the early hour.

Reyna herself had been asleep only thirty minutes before but had, had a nightmare about her past and couldn't find Chris so she had gotten through the vents to look for Cellia, but had stopped over Ki-Yo because of a noise (which had turned out to just be the sound of breathing).

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#2014-03-16 07:04:59, as written by Meow Meow

Camelia Porter

Everything was in perfect order, unlike yesterday when all of the chocolate ice cream had mixed in with the strawberry ice cream. It was a disaster, but today all the ice cream was in its designated positions. Camelia couldn't decide which decadent tower of ice cream to eat from this day. She was craving the rich flavor of coffee, but typical vanilla bean made her mouth water too. There was so many flavors to chose from, but in the end she settled with mint chocolate chip. She skipped over to the giant scoops of mint ice cream and waited for her cute little butler.

"Why Miss Camelia, How are you this fine day? May I offer you a spoon so you can enjoy your feast?"

Standing before her was a black cat on his hind legs in a little cute tux, holding a platter of different sized spoons. Camelia smiled and chose the biggest spoon on the platter.

"Why thank you sir Snugglekins! I'm quite swell!"

She then proceeded to dig in to her well deserved ice cream, but before the first spoonful reached her mouth, everything went black.

"Camelia, it's time to get up!"

The captain's words startled her. And before she could realize she was slipping off the bed, she landed on the floor with a thud. Camelia let out a moan and rubbed her sore eyes. She stretched a little then jumped up as she remembered the captain was at her door. She opened the door even when she knew she wasn't presentable for her superior, due to the fact that she was in her pajamas and the embarrassing drool that was on her face. She blushed as she knew there was no going back, now that she already opened the door.

"I'm so sorry I didn't wake up earlier! I guess I uh... stayed up to late! I hope you can forgive me sir!"

Camelia gave him a cute little salute as she remembered last night. She couldn't sleep so she stayed in the kitchen and ate some ice cream she made the other day. She ate quite a lot of it too. Unfortunately her emotions were getting to her so instead of feeling sadness, she decided to fill her heart with the sweet poison we know as ice cream. She would have usually started breakfast by now.

"Oh sir! Shall I start breakfast? Do you have any requests for today?" Camelia grinned.

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#2014-03-16 18:44:41, as written by SugarKane

Normally and early riser the cold second in command was jerked out of sleep by pounding on her door, Grumbling Cellia stumbled to her door and threw it open. Her state of dress was slightly embarrassing but she gave no indication of embarrassment when she took in Ki-Yo, her calculating eyes took in the distress and fear of the slightly eccentric seamstress and her molten silver orbs narrowed. "Whats happened?" her soft almost wispy voice asked, it was kind and mothering but there was a frost on it that had any one outside of the crew heard, they would have thought she was upset. Waving Ki-Yo in she shut the door and set to work getting ready for the day, she without thinking twice, pulled the over sized black button up shirt from her small frame and replaced it with a black silk breast band. Quickly, as she watched Ki-Yo in her mirror, pulled on her normal attire. Sitting down in a large chair her attention as finally fixed on the frantic woman and her alone.

"What happened? Ki, I need you to tell me or else I cant fix it." She murmured, she was obviously trying to be kind but there was somthing about her that never passed over the line to friendly. She was kind yes, she was polite yes, but no matter how hard she tried she wasnt friendly. "Sweetheart, what upset you." Her eyes, though angry because of her friends fear, were warm even if her voice wasnt.

Though she didnt want to rush the girl out Cellia was beginning to become uncomfortable, she has a routine in the morning and so far it has been blown to shreds. At this rate she wasnt going to be able to get breakfast before her normal morning meeting with Chris. Sighing, she reverted to distraction tactic. "I wasnt planning on giving this to you for awhile, and even then I was just going to leave it in your station but here. I found it during a raid last week." She said while handing the seamstress a small ball of rare lace, it was plant based and for whatever reason no one could get the plants to grow anywhere but on the savage islands meaning that it was to dangerous to collect the plant fibers to make. Cellia watched Ki-Yos face, she hoped the gift would comfort the girl.

"We should head to breakfast, but only if you want." She murmured in her gentlest that was still very cold and distant even if the sound of it was like the sweetest music. She really wanted to speak to Chris, she needed to know how far they all were from Pirate Island which Robin could tell her, and she also wished to speak to Edward about getting drunk on the ship, not that he caused problems but because he becomes an easy target for Robin. She only knew that because she had been up far to late and had seen Robins antics, antics which had almost gotten her wall of distance to break and that had almost gotten her to laugh out loud.

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#2014-03-17 04:22:05, as written by SilentHillAmusements

Many of the crew members were early risers. That seemed logical, due to the fact, of course, that they were on a ship and there was always a rush to get up early and start the daily routine. Routine was a necessary thing here. Of course, though he would have loved to be a morning person like almost everyone else, that was not possible for Alister. He was not sleeping, no, the Captain would have been quite unhappy with that. Rather, he was awake. Just...hardly, though. His vision was still quite blurred, and his whole body ached. His own mind seemed to be unhappy with the fact that he was rising at what seemed like such an early hour to him, and his head ached for something that would keep him up. He was desperate for any sort of caffeine or food.

Of course, just after grabbing his books chocked full of notes, and stepping towards the door, it was yanked open right in front of him. Alister couldn't even tell who was in front of him at the moment, and only by the sound of his voice could he tell. Before he could even question the man however, he was gone, off to go check on the others probably, and start the new day. The Medic raised his free hand, rubbing his eyes for a good few seconds before he stared in front of him at the small blonde haired girl, who was now cowering underneath his desk. He chuckled quietly to himself, not annoyed by her antics, but rather understanding. At first, he hadn't understood the girl, and definitely did not understand why the Captain seemed to take such a liking to her. Now, he was pretty used to her, and could anticipate most things.

He placed his book of research gently back down on the desk she was underneath, his chestnut eyes flickering towards the wounds on her knees. Immediately, he turned towards the table where he kept his patients on, crouching down to open up the drawers filled with medical supplies. As he began to pull out disinfectant, bandages, and some small cloths, he spoke quietly.

"What did you do now to get that, hm?" Alister was quite aware that she wouldn't be able to answer. His question was more of a teasing one, though he was actually a bit curious. He probably would never figure out though anyways, and grabbed the few things, hugging them close to his body in his the crook of his elbow. As he turned to her again, he focused more on her. There was definitely fear evident in her eyes, he could tell by the way her gaze moved around the room, the slight shaking of her body.

"Don't worry, no needles for you today." He spoke almost unenthusiastically, as if disappointed by this fact. "But perhaps some other crew member will get in a little predicament today. I need to test a few things." He tilted his head slightly towards the book filled with loose papers. He had a feeling that she probably did not care about what he was looking to do today, but he figured he'd at least try to lighten the mood a bit with some conversation.

He lowered himself down in front of her, but even crouched, he was still in a bit of an uncomfortable position to do anything. Alister plopped himself down on the floor with a quiet grunt, sitting cross-legged. Unscrewing the cap of the disinfectant, he pressed the small piece of fabric against the opening, tilting it upside down. He leaned forward, dabbing the wet cloth on her wounded knees, wiping away bits of the blood with each movement. His attention moved to her dress, which he noticed was also stained with blood.

"Better get that out with cold water before it dries. Trust me, I know how to rid of blood." He said quite confidently with a tiny smile, using the dry side of the cloth to wipe at the rest of the blood running down her legs. Then, taking the few bandages he had, peeled off the thin paper on the adhesive side and pressed them gently against her wounded knees. With a quiet sigh, he forced a smile, looking up into her golden eyes.

"Good, yeah? You can go now. I'm sure your friend will bring you some breakfast." 'Her friend' being, of course, the Captain. Alister raised himself to stand, unaware he was still partially under the desk, bashing his head against the top in the process. He let out a quiet curse at the sudden shock of pain that ran throughout his already aching head, then leaned backwards and properly stood up. What a great start to the day. He swiped up his book in irritation at the weak pulses of pain that now rang in his head, and stepped through the open door, waiting for The Stowaway to exit before shutting the door behind him.

He started for the top deck, book in arm, the usual military green scarf round his neck, and loose-fitting grey and brown clothing upon him. There were a few dark brown stains on his sleeves that had once been fresh blood, though he had been too late to wash them out, and now dried, reminding him and everyone who looked at him the sort of work he conducted.

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#2014-03-17 05:57:02, as written by Masquerade (Skye)

Chris was quite surprised that Camelia opened the door wearing nothing but a shirt. He didn't mind, it wasn't a bad view or anything, he just hadn't thought of her as the type to sleep in just a button down shirt. "I'm so sorry I didn't wake up earlier! I guess I uh... stayed up to late! I hope you can forgive me sir!" This wasn't as much of a shock because frankly, it wasn't Chris's business as to what his crew did after hours. After Chris turned in for the night, he assumed the other stayed up for a few more hours before going to bed as well; you know what they say when you assume.

"Oh sir! Shall I start breakfast? Do you have any requests for today?" Chris leaned against the wall, an easy smile slipping onto his lips. He hoped he didn't look pervy, "There isn't really anything specific I would prefer. Although I did like those rice omelettes you made the other week." Chris normally hated eggs, they made him extremely nauseous, but rice omelettes had done nothing other than satisfy his taste buds and belly. "Would you mind making some more donuts as well? A little bird on board told me she greatly enjoys your pastries." Chris loved a good pastry and if Camelia didn't want to make omelettes than donuts and coffee were the next best thing.

"I'll see you in the kitchen," next he had to check in with his second in command and then find Robin. He heard stirring coming from another room and figured Edward was just rising as well; good there was some cleaning on the top deck that needed to be done. He knocked on Cellia's door and heard voices coming from within. Not one for the privacy of others, Chris opened the door to see Ki-Yo and Cellia sitting on the bed. Did all the girls on this ship sleep in just shirts? How had he not found this out until now?

"Morning," he nodded to the two. "Sorry to interrupt," Chris stepped into the doorway, opening the door up a bit more. "Cellia do you think we could meet after breakfast today?" He asked, seeing as how she was busy with Ki-Yo who looked as though she had seen a ghost. Maybe she had? This ship was quite old after all.

Reyna relaxed a bit when Alister said that there would be no needles for her today. It was a relief, the girl hated needles almost as much as she hated doctors. Reyna winced when he put the disinfectant on the wounds, the stuff coming from the bottle smelled bad and it stung and in Reyna's mind that meant it was bad.

She sat still long enough for the Medic to apply the bandages, then Reyna began squirming once more. Once he was done the child followed Alister to the door and ran as soon as it was opened. She had to be careful as she made her way back to Chris's room. Reyna had to be sure not to run into anyone or to let anyone see her and it was hard work hiding on a ship at the hour when everyone was just getting out of their rooms.

Reyna stood in front of the Captain's corridors on the main deck. For a second she unsure if she should enter. The answer was obvious, but this was Reyna's first time outside in a very long time and she didn't really want to go back to the isolation of the room. It was the flaking of her scales that reminded Reyna if she didn't go inside, she would probably dry out. So Reyna turned the gold knob and went inside the large space, walking towards the closet. Inside the part the room the Captain had deemed her's, Reyna poured a cup of salt into the tub of water that sat in front of the small bed behind a second door. The girl doused herself in the metal basin, breathing a sigh of relief as her skin absorbed the salt water. Her lungs no longer felt as though they were going to burst and her knees felt significantly better as well.

Who should I spy on next? Reyna wondered as she ran her wet fingers along her neck. Suddenly the girl remembered Alister's advice and pulled off the dress she was wearing, balling it up throwing it in a wet heap into the corner. Robin and Edward are always interesting to watch, Reyna thought. Of course, at this time of the morning Camelia would be making breakfast and the smells would no doubt lure her to the space above the stove top. Darren scarred Reyna, he reminded her a lot of someone she once knew, although she couldn't remember who it was. So no, she definitely wouldn't watch him.

Reyna had already risked watching Ki-Yo and that hadn't turned out so well. The girl stood up and stepped out of the basin, the left over water absorbing itself into her skin. Reyna went through the small pile of dresses that she owned and slipped into a pink one with white ruffles on the front and a black ribbon.

Next she slid into the vents to explore the ship and spy on a life Reyna knew would never be her's.

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#2014-03-17 08:08:46, as written by Meow Meow

Camelia Porter

"There isn't really anything specific I would prefer. Although I did like those rice omelets you made the other week." Chris smiled at Camelia.

This made her blush even more. She was worried that her lack of professionalism would cause a problem in the future. She knew the captain was a sweetheart and wouldn't hold it against her though, she hoped. As the captain made his first request, Camelia nodded and referred back to the library of her memories and made sure she had the necessary ingredients. Thankfully she had some leftover rice from the night before that would be perfect, and she had eggs and other veggies that would make the omelets perfect.

"Would you mind making some more donuts as well? A little bird on board told me she greatly enjoys your pastries. I'll see you in the kitchen," Chris then left to complete his journey of checking on the crew.

"Thanks Captain! See you!" Camelia beamed. She then ran back in her room and shut the door quickly. She knew she was running late and everyone's schedule always seemed to be tight, so she hurried around. First she ran over to a tub of fresh water she poured last night and washed her face. She then brushed her hair and readjusted her hair clips and ponytail. She was making good time so far, and she almost walked out of her room in her pajamas once again. She was a bit too excited about cooking. She pulled her button up shirt over her head, too lazy to unbutton all of the buttons, and put on her most feminine outfit. She felt particularly girly today. Her usual style was more on the tom boy side since she spent most of her time with her father.

After making her self presentable, she rushed out of her bedroom and ran through the halls to the kitchen to get started right away. She grabbed her white apron that hung on a hook and began to brain storm. Being the over achiever she is, she decided to take on the challenge of meeting both requests. Firstly she needed some coffee, so she grabbed the coffee beans and threw them into the grinder. She loved the smell of ground coffee, she really loved anything coffee related. While that was going she decided she would make cronuts, a recipe her father taught her a long time ago. The perfect, delicious mixture of a croissant and a donut. She knew they would be quite time consuming but any donut really takes a while, and the Captain would understand.

Her mind was set as she elegantly maneuvered around the kitchen grabbing what she needed: eggs, milk, butter, salt, yeast, sugar, all-purpose flour, and of course some vanilla. She grabbed a big bowl and spoon from one of the cupboards and began mixing all of the measured ingredients together. It took some arm work, but she enjoyed every second of it. You could tell by her giant idiotic grin. After everything was mixed she threw the dough into the fridge to chill.

She then decided to set the table just in case anyone decided to dine in the dining room. She sat down nine beautiful white china plates and a fork and knife to accompany each one. Her obsessiveness took control though and she had to make sure everything was symmetrical.

After her OCD-ness calmed down, she made some final adjustments to the dough to make the cronuts perfect and returned it to the fridge to chill once more. While she waited for the dough, she moved onto the omelets. She knew she had to problem solve since making eight omelets individually would take way too long. Then it came to her, four stove tops and several pans. Multitasking was key. She set out all the pans and began grabbing ingredients. This time it was onions, chicken thigh, olive oil, corn, carrots, peas, pepper, rice, ketchup, and soy sauce. Camelia was ecstatic that she had so many ingredients at her disposal. It was like a dream come true. She began chopping, dicing, and sauteing. Ignoring the fact that she was all alone in the kitchen. It was one of the things she had grown used to, but it wasn't enjoyable. She hated being alone, she always wanted company. Even if the person couldn't hold up a conversation. Just the fact that somebody was by her side made her comfortable.

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#2014-03-18 14:43:45, as written by Quelle

Ki-Yo, still having that terrified expression on her face, stared at Cellia who opened her the door suddenly, rough, not seeming to be pleased of her presence. Yet Ki-Yo didn't see that at all. She was always slow of others irritations, slow of perceving the signals of her being an annoyance, therefore she never really bothered with Cel's distant attitude. For her, she was kind of like the mother of the crew, despite that not meaning she cooked for them, but rather she cared and had that protective instinct. A kind soul that Ki-Yo knew, would let her in even if it was still early in the morning. Not like Ki-Yo remembered that fact when she interrupted Cellia's sleep though.

"What happened?"

"I--- princess--- cloth--- mess-- red--- b- blo-" She whimpered like a little puppy, stuttering the words which were not coming out right. Or well, being eaten by her state. Of course it wasn't the blood which terrified Ki-Yo, it was the very fact that there was blood - fresh blood - that she was scared about. From whom- and from what was that blood? It ought not to be something like a vampire, a bloody snake, a dracula.... an all eating MONSTER?!

"What happened? Ki, I need you to tell me or else I cant fix it. Sweetheart, what upset you"

In the edge of crying she sat on the bed and watched Cellia change her clothes. Honestly she didn't knew that she'd only wear that plain black button up shirt. If she knew, she will most definitely sew her a fancy pyjama! Wanting to raise her voice, offering her the 'favor', Cellia asked first. Then all of her recollection of what she found in her room, came back. She frowned, deeply when confronting Cellia, purposed to take her hand. "S... something came to my sleep! When I was a asleep! When dreaming about my kingdom, you know. It was wonderful but in the end it rained! But there... when I saw my mess... I wanted to clean up! Normal isn't it? Cleaning up! So I was singing, and then a nail! It hurt my hand, very much, but but... there was b-b..." She explained chaotically, too flustered, without having a proper structure; just saying what comes to her mind. Result: No one would ever understand her like so, fair enough.

"I wasnt planning on giving this to you for awhile, and even then I was just going to leave it in your station but here. I found it during a raid last week"

Ki-Yo made big, big eyes. Her auburn eyes rested on the gift, very surprised, very confused... crazy happy. "Oh- oh my... GODDESS!! That's so nice of you!" Instinctively hugged the second-in-command almost squeezing her to death, she took the gift with full delight and raised, kissed the rare lace she couldn't find in any store (and if, it would be hella costy) and slightly danced on the spot.

"We should head to breakfast, but only if you want."

"SURE! And thank you very much!" She said with an over eagerly tone while slightly bowing to show her gratitude. Still busy with celebrating her new acquirement, the captain came in. "Morning to you too, captain!" she said with a bright smile. "Now business aside, let's eat breakfast first!" She announced, taking Cellia's hand as she pleased and dragged her out of the room to Chris' side. "Shall we?" As if all the commotion, all of the scary thought from before never even existed.

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#2014-03-18 20:59:05, as written by SugarKane

"Of course, Chr-Captain." Cellia said softly as she was dragged from her room by Ki-Yo, "Sir, Close and lock my door please!" She called over her shoulder, the glimmer of a smile fluttering at the corners of her lips. Looking at Ki-Yo, who now appears to be perfectly fine and even happy. Cellia knew whos blood it was but she couldnt tell her who it was, "Hey, Ki my dear, I dont know who or what spilt the blood but im willing to bet that it was Robin. So if you ignore it and pretend it didnt happen im sure that he wont do it again." She said, offering up a reasonable explanation of how the blood got in Ki-Yo's room.

Entering the dinning room Cellia's eyes quickly made their ways around the room, "Good morning Edward, Robin, Camelia. Cam, dear please tell me you have coffee made and that we have flavored cream and sugar" She called out, her voice was like music floating through the room. "Robin The Captain asked to speak to me after breakfast, that probably means that your going to be needed as well. Edward, I need to speak with you." She continued, it was very official, but there was something about the gleamer in her eyes when she said she needed to speak to Edward that would make anyone who knew her well and knew of Edwards predicament only a few hours earlier think she was amused.

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#2014-03-20 23:40:36, as written by Masquerade (Skye)

"Perfect," Chris clapped his hands together and walked down the hall towards the kitchen, he could smell the food all the way down the hall and wondered what kind of vegetables would be in the omelettes today. Speaking of vegetables, Chris had to get a list from everyone of what they needed when they landed on Pirate's Cove. He was going to restock the ship while they all rested. Something suddenly occurred to him and Chris realized this was an urgent question he was going to need to ask Cellia, but he didn't want to bug her.

He would have to ask her later then... When Chris entered the kitchen he noticed that Edward had a handcuff on his wrist and was following Cellia out of the room. Immediately, Chris's head turned towards Robin and the Captain rolled his eyes. Normally Robin's jokes were funny, but Chris was beginning to feel bad for Edward who seemed to always be on the receiving end of one of Robin's pranks. Chris was glad that Robin had not attempted to prank him yet, but then again, no one was allowed into the Captain's Corridors without permission. That didn't stop a few crew members though, sometimes he would walk into his room to find one of them sitting on his bed.

Suddenly, the ship began to tilt and Chris cursed. He bolted from the kitchen and past Alister in the hallway, up the stairs and bursting through the door before he finally reached the wheel and turned it sharply the other way. The ship began to even out and Chris sighed in relief, with all the future technology that Tsugitachi produced, their stabilizers weren't all the good. They might have to raid the island again to see what new machines they came out with that could help the crew in their endeavors. Chris was beginning to go back down the kitchen when he tripped and caught his foot on the handrail and ended up tumbling down the stairs. God, Chris could be such a clutz sometimes. He stood up and stretched, cracking his back and moaning at his sore bottom. Chris looked at his palm to see a piece of wood stuck in it. He bit down on his lip and pulled the splinter out, trying not to yelp at the sudden pain. Thankfully, no one else was on deck, otherwise his image as their fearless Captain could have been tarnished.

Reyna crawled through the vents, avoiding the nail that had cut her knees up. The child was halfway to the kitchen when something caught her attention, a puppy! She watched as it followed the orange haired boy who was trailing behind Edward. Her golden eyes followed the two curiously, but only for a minute before Reyna remembered her previous task of getting to the kitchen. Reyna crawled carefully until she was positioned over the vents that looked down over the stove, the girl took in a whiff of the delicious food and sighed in contentment, her tummy grumbling at the sight of the perfect omelettes.

Then Camelia took something out of the fridge; could it be? Was that doughnut dough? Suddenly Reyna found herself salivating and wiped her mouth on her forearm. The Captain had better bring her donuts and not just eat them all himself. Could she bite him if he did that? No, last time she bit him he punished her and made her sit in Cellia's room while the woman was working on something, that had been a very boring hour.

Maybe Cellia would bring her donuts? Reyna turned and began crawling the other way to find Cellia. She reached the girl's room, but found that there was no one inside of it. Great, now who was she supposed to ask? Chris didn't always remember to bring her breakfast and she had a feeling that with all the preparations for their vacation, Chris would forget about her. She wasn't about to ask Alister... Which left no one. Unless she broke Chris's rules and asked Ki-Yo or Camelia? Maybe she could convince them that she was a ghost that needed doughnut sacrifices? This obsession with fried dough probably wasn't good for her, but doughnuts were Reyna's salvation. It was one of the first things she ate when the Captain rescued her out of a basement in Drek.

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#2014-03-23 13:18:40, as written by Quelle

Ki-Yo grinned while her eyes were set on that single lace on her hand, her hands shaking for excitement, various of images of possible clothes run through her head merely eagerly waiting to be practicised by her. Yes, she'll use it for a very important purpose, it is not to be wasted. Probably a new shirt for Edward or Robin? They urgently needed it, even without them requesting it Ki-Yo knew. Well, she had eyes after all. And in her eyes, the shirts were already garbage, in use for too many years already.

"Hey, Ki my dear, I dont know who or what spilt the blood but im willing to bet that it was Robin. So if you ignore it and pretend it didnt happen im sure that he wont do it again."

"You think so? Robin's prank?" She asked, now thinking back about what happened. Sure, it would fit to the navigator's profile, but Ki-Yo wasn't really convinced. It was real blood after all, which she found in her room, and something like that was a bit too much for a prank, even if it was Robin. "Hmpf. If he is the culprit, I will be sure to have revenge. He nearly shocked me to death! It's unforgivable!" Her aggressive side showed up that instant, but left not too long afterwards with the wind, leaving only a pouting Ki-Yo there with a frown. No, she was not convinced, at all. She couldn't think Robin is capable of doing such a prank, is he? It can't be changed, she needed to talk to the navigator.

Following Cellia into the kitchen, she spotted Edward and Robin, as also of course, the cook. Which left only the explosive expert and the doctor to be absent. "Morning Rob, Eddy--", she greeted the Swabby with the nickname she gave him, but stopped seeing in what miserable position he ended in. And most definitely the fault of... "ROBIN! What are you doing to that poor guy? That's definitely a bit too much, even for your pranks!" She said approaching Edward with a frown, still angry because of the believe that it was Robin who left the blood stain in her room to scare her, no, terrify her.

“As everyone knows, you are the best when it comes to locks and as you can see, I could use some help.”

With determination, Ki-Yo stared at the cluff on his wrist, puzzling on how she could help him out of these. Tilting her head after some minutes, she had not come to a conclusion... yet. Of course, she could give way to Cellia, but she was stubborn. Eventually she started to try braking them with bare hands, which obviously was a waste of time and so freaking dumb, therefore she finally turned around to Robin, attempting to catch the little rascal for good. Then suddenly the ship began to tilt... Ki-Yo almost fell! The captain though acted quick and went as fast as he could to the control room. In the meanwhile, Ki-Yo made an effort so that the perfect picture of the table set done by the cook remained somehow the same, at least, not that some go flying or something, that would be a real pain... for the feet.

After that, her eyes sparkled. "Robin, let me ask you a few questions...", she said dangerously while slowly approaching the navigator, wanting to know the truth.

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#2014-03-29 20:14:18, as written by Byte

Robin Sprocket

Robin shrugged as with each passing minute, more crew members crawled out of the lower deck and gathered in the kitchen. He took a moment to greet every one of them

“Robin The Captain asked to speak to me after breakfast, that probably means that your going to be needed as well.”

Wait, how does that work? No questions asked, could've been an order for all he knew.

“Aye, aye, secretary.” He retorted jovially, a joke of his own, giving the second in command a two-fingered salutation. Had Chris asked for him? He didn't remember. Then again, when didn't Chris need his charming navigator?

“ROBIN! What are you doing to that poor guy? That's definitely a bit too much, even for your pranks!”

Huh? Ki-yo just made it sound like he threw the poor sod off the ship or something. It's just a cuff, nothing he wouldn't recover from. Right? Right.

Anyway, there was no reason for him to stay if everyone was gonna give him the evil eye. So, if he'd just slowly walked... out...

“Robin, let me ask you a few questions...”

“Rats.” Robin muttered sarcastically, grinning as his body twirled to face the crew's substitute... mother? Yeah, that sounded about right. Ki-yo was undoubtedly a fuzzy mum. A very OCD, creepy, pirate mother.

“You got me. I swapped your shampoo with hair dye, sorry.” Oh wait, her hair wasn't a hot pink yet. Shit! “I'm joking! I wouldn't do that. Hehe... Heh.” He folded his hands behind his head. “Anyway, how may little Robin be of service to you, ma'am?”

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#2014-04-18 04:41:19, as written by Masquerade (Skye)

Her stomach growled, her knees trembled; she was rarely hungry but when the rumbles began, they did not stop until satisfied by something sweet. Reyna would be breaking the rules, Chris would be terribly mad, but what else was there to do? She positioned herself over the vents in the kitchen, the metal creaking under her weight as she shifted and knelt above the grate. Reyna kicked it, watching as it tumbled to the ground. She followed it a few seconds later and hit the wooden floor with a soft thump! Ignoring the stares of the crew members and walking right up to the fridge.

Reyna took out the milk and went to one of the place settings at the mahogany table, pouring herself a glass and sitting down, chugging the cold liquid and giving a silent sigh when finished.

The pink choker with the silver pendant that dangled around her neck marked Reyna as property of the ship, in case she ever got off and needed to find her way back; there were only a handful of ways to get such a necklace. Even though she was technically a stowaway, Reyna was also property of the King of the Pirates. Her thoughts straying from the milk, Reyna her head full of blond hair to look at the chef, Camelia, hoping that there was an omelette for her as well because her stomach was growling quite loudly now and the milk hadn't satisfied the hunger pangs.

What was she to do while she waited for food? Reyna glanced around the room, she couldn't exactly introduce herself as the child had no voice and she knew that even if she did say anything they probably wouldn't know how to respond; so Reyna did the only thing she could think of, she picked up the grate and held it out to Edward.

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#2014-05-03 18:51:16, as written by Quelle

Ki-Yo was again, pissed off, not really seem to calm herself down after watching the act of the Navigator. “You got me. I swapped your shampoo with hair dye, sorry. I'm joking! I wouldn't do that. Hehe... Heh. Anyway, how may little Robin be of service to you, ma'am?” Sus.. pi.. cous... Ki-You watched the little guy with a threatening glare, no, she was definitely not up for jokes. "The blood! In my room! It was your doing right?" She accused him, pointing her finger with sprouting confidence. A confidence without any evidence. Yet a delation anyone in the crew would think as possible.

Meanwhile, Darren entered the kitchen. Actually Ki-Yo didn't really know how to deal with this one. He makes it difficult for her to figure him out, or at least trying to communicate with him as fellow crew members. It's not only Ki-Yo who had difficulties to get through him though, which isn't such a big surprise as to how quiet and unapproachable he was. Frightening. Intimidating. Creepy. Ki-Yo thought at the first encounter that he was a professional killer. That's why her attention averted to him as he entered and took a seat, apparently waiting for the food to be served. Which shouldn't take long... for her stomache sake, too.

Then, there was that really awkward silence.

Of course, Ki-Yo didn't really realise that; she was again, in her own world where she tried to calm down and accomplish a smile as well as a greeting, as it would be weird not to show such gestures to fellow crew members, even if we're talking about Derren who wasn't likely to have bothered with such triviality. At least, Ki-Yo believed it to be that way. Suddenly, a strange sound interrupting the silence. Metal against metal, a crash upon the wooden flor as well as a sound of a falling subject, roughly kissed the ground. Someone... or something, is trying to get through... At the time Ki-Yo grabbed the knife on the table, that little girl popped out. Made her way to the kitchen without a care for anyone's opinion and took milk out of the fridge. Immidiately, she gulped the white liquid down as of great thirst.

"Eh- uhm. Eeeeeeh??! Who-- no-- WHAT is this child? Huh, Huuuh, how did she get on the ship?" Ki-Yo was so confused she took a seat, while her eyes still fixed on the blonde girl, watching her obviously taken aback. Blind passenger perhaps? A LOST KID? While she thought of various possibilities as of how and why she was aboard, her attention shifted to the necklace she wore. The pink choker with the silver pendant. No outsider could own.

When the girl glanced around the room, Ki-Yo's confusion changed to curiosity. "Hey cute girl, what's your name? Where did you come from? How did you get that necklace? How old are you?" She however, approached Edward and held out the grate. A bit irritated she got ignored and all the attention was meant for Edward, Ki-Yo decided to tease that big guy a bit. "Uhm... I guess it's her present to you, Edward? She finds you attractive perhaps? Love at first sight? Or, or wait, she thinks you can break that cuff with that right? Or or..." While she tried to figure out the reason of why (which she eventually did very eagerly and not for teasing purposes), she heard sounds other than usual. It wasn't the reassuring ocean waves, nor the exciting sound and smell of Camelia's cooking.

Ki-Yo ran outside. Her hair flew widely in the wind, but her sight only fixed on one thing ahead: "LAAAAND, HOOOOO!!!"

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The Pirate King

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a character in “Destiny's Child”, originally authored by Masquerade (Skye), as played by RolePlayGateway

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The Pirate King's Story

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