((Excuse the lame tital))
He is a pirate. She is a treasure. When they come across each other what's to stop him from overpowering this weak vaulable girl? He takes her to his ship and trys to ransom her back to her lover, the prime minister of England. Meanwhile what is happening on the ship....
Yay, I can't wait for this one! I know you might not be on tonight, and it feels really weird to be playing the girl! I like it though, I'll post my skelli soon.
Age: unsure (what age should she be?)
Apperance: Her light brown skin is smooth and overly perfect, no blemishes. She has long black hair that falls to her waist, somewhere between curly and wavey. She is 5'6 and very skinny, two hands around her waist would not touch her, but her figure still looks perfect. Her hands and her feet are small, dainty. Her eyes are a bright blue, the color of the Mediterranean Sea. Her lips are a soft red and she has a button nose.
She always wears dress of high class, that show her perfect figure. Any color she wears would look good on her. Often her hair is up in ellabrot swirls that only the high class would know how to do.
In other words, she is perfect.
((Whoa, forgot her necklace!))
Apperance (add on): Around her neck she always wears a necklace. It is a long fine sliver chain that glimmers in the sunlight. On it is a smooth pebble that seems too perfect, surely there are no stones that smooth.
((Hmmm... If I recall correctly, women usually married young back in those days. Not that she's married obviously, but I would say she'd be fairly young. Late teens/early 20's possibly? Whatever you prefer :) ))
Appearance: Ace stands around 5'-11" in height. He is slender and noticeably muscular. His skin has a dark bronze glow from spending long hard days on the sea. His hair is short, curly, and jet black. He has a slightly pointed nose, and hardly noticeable freckles. On his left shoulder, he has a brand of the ship he belongs to. It is a skull and crossbones, and a latin expression, "Carpe Diem". His clothes are somewhat raggedy and filled with holes, they only change about once a week.
Personality: Arrogant and gruff, has an occasional tender side. Rest is TBD.
Bio: Born on this ship (The ship name is in Latin, "Deck of pecto." which means deck of cards.) The rest is TBD.
((Can't wait! I'll start. She'll be 16 then, just to make her really young.))
Ember waved with a kind smile at the fine lady who had just said hello to her. She was known all over England, and loved, it was no secret that the prime minister was her lover. People expected him to propose soon. Ember walked, taking small steps, her arms straight at her sides. Many people had offered to walk her home, but she had declined, after all how could she been seen? Entering a dark street, people glared at her instead of smiling. Ember smiled weakly, but her step increased
Ace's ship had been docked in England for a few days now. Except they weren't docked where the rest of the boats were. Legally speaking, their boat wasn't allowed in the harbor unless they wished to be fined and jailed. Instead, they docked in a small cove where hardly anyone ever came. Ace often grew bored of ship life, so he decided to venture out into the city. No one knew who he was, so he decided it'd be safe enough. Climbing over rocks and sand, he made it into the city. Turning down a dark street, he noticed a fair maiden a short distance from him. He camoflauged into the shadows and watched her.
The people on the streets were few, but those there all seemed to dislike her. Ember let her smile fall and she walked faster, trying to let the attention slide away from her. Ember turned down another street which was deserted and she let out a sigh of relif. The street was a little clearer than the last one, and it wasn't hard to see her perfect beatuy or perfect body.
Ace carefully kept his eye on the maiden. He watched her turn onto a different street and decided to follow her. If he was able to capture her, he would be thoroughly praised among his captain and ship mates. He tiptoed behind her, watching as the dim light accented her perfect figure. Not waiting a moment longer, he jumped towards her, cupping his hand over her mouth and expertly lacing one arm tightly around her waist.
Ember's gasp was muffled by the sunden hand over her mouth. She struggled against the person behind her, What in the sea is going on?! Ember tryed to scream, but again the hand over her mouth prevented her.
Taking a piece of rope out of his pocket and the bandana from his neck, he tied it around her mouth and forced her hands behind her back. "You're coming with me princess." he teased ignorantly, shoving her forward into a walk. Once they reached the intersection he'd have to be a bit more careful to stay out of sight.
Ember's skin was growing unnaturaly hot but she quickly cooled it down, back to a normal temperture. When the man pushed her she tryed to run foward, but tripped down onto the sidewalk, running was never the easyest thing for her. Ember flipped over, fear etched into her beautiful face as she looked up at the man.
Ace watched as the girl tried to run, but fell to the ground. He looked into her eyes, deeply entranced by her beauty. Quickly snapping out of it, he picked up the girl and rested her on his shoulder. He dashed off limberly and didn't stop until he reached the cove where the boat was docked.
Ember struggled against him, pulling and pushing, trying to scream through her gag. Her skin was growing warm again through her panic, but Ember cooled herself quickly. What is going on?! Why is this happening?
"Look what I've got boys!" Ace called out to his crew. He boarded the ship and tossed the maiden to the ground. Chuckling to himself, he untied her wrists and the bandana from her mouth. The rest of his shipmates crowded around her and patted him on the back. "Way to go Ace." they cheered. "I think it's about time we set sail." the captain announced.
Ember looked around wildly as the men crowded around her. As soon as the gag was taken away, she cried out at them, "What's going on? What is this?!" Ember's skin flared hot with her fear, under her dress the necklace vibrated slightly, just once.
"You're ours now little lady. You're going to stay on this ship until we think it's time for you to leave. Once they realize you're gone, they're going to put up signs asking for rewards. When that reward reaches its highest peak, we'll turn you in for the money. " Ace declared proudly, watching as the rest of the crew nodded their heads in approval.
Ember didn't understand money well, but she understood this. "What? No!" She scrambled off the floor, and tryed to push her way past them, back to the dock.
((Can't think of what else to say...))
(( It's okay!))
One of the shipmates marched over as Ember tried to the sip escape. He untied the rope from the post while another man pulled up the anchor.
Ace walked over to Ember and snickered. "Where do you think you're going? Leaving us so soon?" he teased. "Ahoy!" he called out, and the ship set sail. "Try escaping now!" he cackled, dragging Ember away from the edge of the ship.
Ember tryed to pull away from him, but just ended up in tears. "Please let me, please!" Ember beat on his chest with her small fists, trying despatly to get away from this man. Ember could not even think of staying captured on this ship. Of corse she could always jump overborad. However they would prefer her to stay on the ship, then to abandon everything. Ember beat against his chest, trying to make him let go of her. She hated the thought of staying with these wretched men.