The Ambitious Hunt

[Rogue of Night]

ooc;; What's with the woman under his bed? xD

bic;; Charlie just shook his head at Blake and then crossed his arms.
"There's a treasure, no, not just any treasure, but a grand treasure in a sunken ship at the bottom of the ocean...or so the legend says. Others tell that it was hidden in a cave somewhere." She smirked.
"That hardly makes sense, Blake."
She glared at the man. "Charlie, stay out of this." She shook her head, returning her attention to Leif. "Does a ship entitled The Medallion mean anything to you?"

[Alzella]

OOC: X3 That would be Chloelia Evelyn, Leif's secret little cousin (and one of his favorite family members: also, one of the only two that he would spare if he were paid a shilling to kill them all). She's going through a bit of an odd phase. She’s on The Pirate thread (and currently incomplete).

BIC:
Leif raised an indifferent brow as the two bickered lightly. Were they related? Would this cause issues aboard his wonderful ship? Ah~ if so, he would deal with it then.
“The Medallion: Captain Anchorborn’s ship, said to be filled with enough riches to last a man or woman at least three lifetimes.” Leif repeated the words from some history book he read long ago. “What of it?” The question was rather redundant, as Leif already knew where Blake headed with this lore: either the ship had been spotted or a hint had surfaced of its location, along with a curse to haunt its treasure. Still, he preferred having his crew relay the entirety of what they knew. Good communication equaled less misinterpretation.

[Rogue of Night]

"Yes, the very ship. Pieces of it have been spotted washing up on an Island's shore, not two months travel from here. That Island is also where this so-called cave is supposed to be located," Blake replied.
"Blake...sister...how do you know this information is not false?"
Blake grinned. "I'm not a pirate for nothing, Charlie."
Charlie just frowned.

[Alzella]

Leif grinned vibrantly, “Then maties, I do believe we have our next treasure hunt! Tell me, what other information did you uncover?” He prompted.

[Rogue of Night]

"Well, there is a curse. The route is also treacherous, and no man has yet to make it there alive." Blake shook her head. "That's all I could obtain. I did, however, recover this..." She reached into her corset-vest, withdrawing a pendant of pure gold, and handed it to him. "This is said to have come from there; inside is something apparently needed to effectively open and secure the trove."
Charlie just shook his head. "What have you become, Blake?"
She glanced at him. "I have become a true pirate, Charlie, one who demands as much respect as any other receives. I'm sick and tired of being treated like a filthy, common, whore!"
Charlie smirked. "Well then I hate to inform you that women are not meant to be pirates. Their job description is that of a whore."
Blake did not hesitate to slap him across the face. "You never came after me either, brother." With this said, she crossed the deck, leaping onto the rigging to climb to the crows nest to survey the view without interruption.
Charlie just glared at her. "Oh won't this be fun."

[Alzella]

Leif accepted the pendant. He turned it over curiously, inspecting it with a close eye and seemingly unaware of the discussion going on between the two siblings. Once Charlie had climbed to the Crow’s Nest, he pocketed the item – he’d discover what it held later – and turned to Charlie. Generously, he tossed an arm across Charlie’s shoulders, leading him away towards the bow of the ship.
“My dear fellow,” Leif began pleasantly. He tapped his violin bow against Charlie’s head unconcernedly, “I shall have you understand one simple thing: that which you think of women is that which you are aboard my ship. So, Charlie,” With one smooth motion, Leif held Charlie’s neck inside the violin bow. A mere flick of his wrist could easily strangle him. “Are you a whore?” He inquired, all too cheerfully. A dangerous gleam sparkled in his autumn orange orbs.

OOC: I don’t think Charlie made Leif happy saying women are meant to be whores instead of pirates. <.< *pointed look underneath Leif’s bed* There happens to be a little pirate/witch hiding under his bed, after all.

[Rogue of Night]

ooc;; xD Charlie is Charlie. He bashes his sister ALL the time.

bic;; Charlie glared at Leif. "She is my sister; I can speak however the hell I want to her, considering she not only deserves it, but she had it coming to her!" He glanced at the violin bow. "Do I look like a whore to you?"

[Rogue of Night]

ooc;; I has to go now. I will talk to you tomorrow (:
-megatackleglomphug- Night Alzey!!

[Alzella]

OOC: Aww, okay. Night Emzy! *is megatackleglomphugged* *megatackleglomplatchclinghugsback*

[Alzella]

Leif flicked his wrist. The violin bow tightened precariously for a second before mysteriously releasing its hold on Charlie. He inspected the instrument carefully as he spoken, “I do not care for how you speak to your sibling: that is your own business. It only becomes my concern when it affects your capability to capture ships, ascertain treasure, and discover new bounties. But when you so foolishly degrade the female portion of our ship,” Leif’s eyes slide over to Charlies. He grinned wickedly, all teeth and no real warmth beneath. “Well, I suppose whatever grave you dig is your own just as well.” He seemed to consider the crewmember seriously for a moment. “Well, now that you ask…” Leif trailed off mischievously. He lightly whacked Charlie on the head with his bow, “Don’t get into too much trouble, aye matey?”

[Rogue of Night]

Charlie just huffed with frustration and embarrassment, glaring up at the mast where his long-lost sister now sat precariously on the edge of the crows nest. He scowled. All hell was about to break loose, he was sure of it.

Blake grinned as she sat, one leg dangling over the edge, the other bent upward to make a perfect armrest, her chin resting on the forearm which was positioned horizontally on her bent knee, while the other appendage fiddled with her pistol in its holster. Her gaze swept over the ocean with a mischievous eye, and she began to wonder what her prior Captain would do if he found out she was already on another ship, and a more respectable one at that.

[Alzella]

Celosia stormed onto the deck, dragging Nyx in toe with her and bickering with the female pirate about something or another. Leif smartly wheeled to the left and ambled off. He didn’t get more than three feet before Celosia remembered she had a captain to report to.
“Aye, Captain Leif!” Celosia called, “Tell me, why Lady Nightmare? Nightmare Lady would’ve been so much better: so much more… mysterious. Instead you switch the names and ruin the poor girl! Aye, you have horrible naming tastes, Captain.” Celosia chided.
“This is why I am the Captain,” Leif grinned, “And you are the crew. Speaking of crew, tell me, my dear Pirate Witch, where is the rest of my loyal crew located?”
Celosia waved an arm behind her as more crewmembers arrived back.
“They’re boarding, hold your horses.”
“I hate horses. Need I toss you over the plank?”
Celosia smiled politely back, curtsying elegantly. “Of course not, Cap’in.” She then resumed her bickering with Nyx.
Strolling over to the helm, Leif did a quick head count of his crew: Russell and Devon, Syri escorting Sedna, Skye at Zekiel’s left elbow and a random woman on his right – would have to kick her off the ship before they left, Leroy, Kyle, Nikolai, Mogen and Vyrick. A few still missing. He double checked his count just in case, and concluded that Levi, Caleb, and Ivel were still missing. Ah, what joy: a longer wait.

[Rogue of Night]

Blake glanced over the edge of the crows nest once she heard the voices, frowning. Other female pirates? Well, at least she wouldn't be sought after when the male pirates got lonely. She exhaled, standing perfectly on the edge, and leapt to grab a rope, sliding down to land gracefully on deck.
Charlie shook his head and averted his gaze from his sister.

[Alzella]

Sedna ‘eeked’ when Blake landed, jumping in fright and disappearing swiftly behind Syri.
“A flying ninja!” She clutched at the back of Syri’s clothing, her voice hitching up an octave, “Quick, Syria! Do something! We’re under attack!”
Syri’s indifferent stormy grey gaze locked onto Leif’s for an explanation. With an smooth wave of his violin bow, Leif had the attention of his entire – well, almost entire, considering a few were still missing – crew.
“Lady Nightmare welcomes its newest recruit: Blake,” Leif intoned idly.
As one, the crew saluted, shouted “Aye, aye! Welcome!” and bowed. It was obvious they’d become accustomed to Leif’s subtly signals.
Nyx took a moment to consider the new recruit, her hazel brown eyes narrowing harshly. With an abrupt harrumph, she disregarded Blake and stormed off into a different corner of the ship. Celosia sighed heavily. Approaching Blake, she grinned warmly.
“Don’ you worry about Nyx, Blake. She may seem cold but that just her tough act. Once you’re here for a bit, she’ll warm up. I’m Celosia Zonisti,” she offered a gloved hand. “It’s a pleasure to have another female aboard this ship.

[Rogue of Night]

ooc;; Okay, cause I only have like half hour left ^^''

bic;; Blake shook it guardedly, eyes partially narrowed. "Your captain has very...erm...unusual ways...nothing like I've yet seen."