07-22-2015, 04:12 PM
As the Black Pearl began to embark, Millie did her best to assist with the matters of sailing as best she could. Behemoth had told her a little bit, and shown her the ropes, in a more literal sense than not, but she was far from a real sailor.
Regardless, her god-likr intelligence allowed her to learn at an amazing pace. Every movement, every flick of the wrist, was like a carefully calculated maneuver. She never made a single misstep, and had almost perfect retention...which made the crew a little suspicious. Had she been leading them on? Had she beguiled Captain Sparrow in some manner? Empire tricks? Who knew?
In addition to this, Leviathan's prickly nature did not mesh well with a team environment. It didn't matter how insignificant something was; she would try to outdo everyone else. After doffing her armor, she was much lighter on her feet, and even started to do some rigging work. As she sat on one of the booms for the topsail, an older man clambered up next to her. The sun was coming up at this point, and Leviathan had a distant look on her face.
"That sort of look in a young woman's eye...I seen it before." the old crust-buckey said, pulling a flask out of the inside of his pants and taking a swig. He held it out with a strong, yet shriveled arm towards the girl, but Leviathan waved it away.
"What about it?" she snapped, keeping her gaze fixed on the rising sun.
"Well, ol' Shiver Shin Sam, that's me, knows a storm brewing when he sees one, he does." the old man said with a wry grin. Leviathan shot him a deadly glare.
"And?"
"Well, lassie, I seen the way ye've been goin' about the Pearl. Can't let a body get the best o' you for any measure. That's the sign of some pain, says Shiver Shin."
"Are you some kind of pirate shrink? Because if not, you need to back off." Leviathan growled. Her gritted teeth flashed in the new daylight, and Sam let out a wistful sigh before moving to clamber up into the crow's nest.
"Nay, lass. I am but a humble watchman...but I sees more'n just gulls and clouds. I sees people. If'n you feel the urge t'speak sometime, ye'll have me ear." he said, his voice gradually getting lost in the whispering winds that blew through the thick canvas. Leviathan turned back to looking at the sun. Fuck him. Fuck everyone. No regrets. No looking back.
...and still...still she felt something in her chest. A tightness, some sort of biting anxiety. She didn't know why and it was burning her up. Leviathan knew it couldn't be because of anything from her past life...that had all been wiped. Right?
...
Well, the sun certainly wasn't offering any solutions. Leviathan made her way back down to the deck and towards a small little space she had made for herself under one of the jolly boats. She kissed Negotiator good night and laid back, against a pile of rope, slowly drifting off to sleep...
Regardless, her god-likr intelligence allowed her to learn at an amazing pace. Every movement, every flick of the wrist, was like a carefully calculated maneuver. She never made a single misstep, and had almost perfect retention...which made the crew a little suspicious. Had she been leading them on? Had she beguiled Captain Sparrow in some manner? Empire tricks? Who knew?
In addition to this, Leviathan's prickly nature did not mesh well with a team environment. It didn't matter how insignificant something was; she would try to outdo everyone else. After doffing her armor, she was much lighter on her feet, and even started to do some rigging work. As she sat on one of the booms for the topsail, an older man clambered up next to her. The sun was coming up at this point, and Leviathan had a distant look on her face.
"That sort of look in a young woman's eye...I seen it before." the old crust-buckey said, pulling a flask out of the inside of his pants and taking a swig. He held it out with a strong, yet shriveled arm towards the girl, but Leviathan waved it away.
"What about it?" she snapped, keeping her gaze fixed on the rising sun.
"Well, ol' Shiver Shin Sam, that's me, knows a storm brewing when he sees one, he does." the old man said with a wry grin. Leviathan shot him a deadly glare.
"And?"
"Well, lassie, I seen the way ye've been goin' about the Pearl. Can't let a body get the best o' you for any measure. That's the sign of some pain, says Shiver Shin."
"Are you some kind of pirate shrink? Because if not, you need to back off." Leviathan growled. Her gritted teeth flashed in the new daylight, and Sam let out a wistful sigh before moving to clamber up into the crow's nest.
"Nay, lass. I am but a humble watchman...but I sees more'n just gulls and clouds. I sees people. If'n you feel the urge t'speak sometime, ye'll have me ear." he said, his voice gradually getting lost in the whispering winds that blew through the thick canvas. Leviathan turned back to looking at the sun. Fuck him. Fuck everyone. No regrets. No looking back.
...and still...still she felt something in her chest. A tightness, some sort of biting anxiety. She didn't know why and it was burning her up. Leviathan knew it couldn't be because of anything from her past life...that had all been wiped. Right?
...
Well, the sun certainly wasn't offering any solutions. Leviathan made her way back down to the deck and towards a small little space she had made for herself under one of the jolly boats. She kissed Negotiator good night and laid back, against a pile of rope, slowly drifting off to sleep...
And, we dream of home I dream of life out of here Their dreams are small My dreams don't know fear I got my heart full of hope I will change everything No matter what I'm told How impossible it seems We did it before And we'll do it again We're indestructible Even when we're tired And we've been here before Just you and I
Don't try to rescue me I don't need to be rescued
Don't try to rescue me I don't need to be rescued