forum "Haven't seen ya' around here before~" (O/O) (closed)

Started March 30, 2019 by @Dirt

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(I could careless. I'm honestly up for anything.)

Estaban narowed his eyes and let go. "Yes actually." He picked his rowing up again. The ship growing ever closer.

"Such a waste of plants." Lucky said, making a face before very dramatically popping a leaf in her mouth. She raised an eyebrow at Estaban as she chewed, once again incredibly dramatic, and swallowed. "Ta-da, I'm not dead. Now can I help?"

((Hmmm…well, I haven't seen much of Raphael's character, so I wouldn't be quite able to decide who Lucky'd mesh better with….her and Estaban would be such a power couple though.))

"Right. Sorry." Estaban rolled his eyes at her dramaticnes. "That was overly dramatic though." A small smile lifted to his lips.

(Hmmmm. I think they would. I'm not really good at RPing to many characters at once. So I could be doing a better job with Raphael, but I'm kinda to lazy to.)

"You weren' sayin' that when my dramatic tendencies got your ass outta trouble." Lucky pointed out, holding the leaves out to Raphael once again.

((Estaban/Lucky it is?))

Estaban would have admitted that she was right, if only he wasn't to proud too. Though he was grateful she did help. Of not he n Raphael might have been full of bullets by now.
Raphael took the leaves, marking an attempt at a small "thank you". That sounded more like a dying goat.

(Yeah sure.)

Lucky reached up, taking her broken nose in one hand, and jerked it back into place with a crack. She wasn't as careful with her own injuries as she was others, that much was obvious already. And the pain was a welcome distraction from the reality that had just jumped at her. She'd be on a ship full of men, who wouldn't be too happy to have her there.

Estaban slowed to a stop. The ship towering over them now. A rope ladder was funlng over the side, almost hitting Estaban. "That was horrifying. Are ya' alright?" He asked, mentioning to the fact she'd just forced her nose back into place.

" 'M fine." Lucky said, wiggling her nose as the feeling started coming back to it. "How're you gonna get him over the side?" She nodded to the injured pirate, raising an eyebrow.

"Figured I'd tie the ladder round him. You wanna go up first?" He knew both ideas where bad. But Estaban wasn't nescacerly the smartest around, and couldn't really think of another way.

Lucky made a face, but shrugged. "If I get thrown off the side, I'm either stabbin' or hauntin' you." She threatened, looking up at the ship.

"Just tell 'em yer' the only one keep Rahpeal alive." Estaban tossed her his hat, "but if ya' can, don't talk. Hide yer' face with this." He was slightly worried they might not be that stupid. But then again, these men where pretty dense. "Tell 'em yer' a witch if ya' really have ta'. "

Lucky shot him a smirk, and tapped the drying blood on her chest. It hadn't smudged that much, still keeping the odd symbols. She put the hat on, pulling the brim low over her face, and then started to climb. "Ya sure you'll be a'ight gettin' 'im up?"

"Yeah imma sure. Now get before I make ya go last." Estaban gave a huff, almost like he was laughing at a joke only he found funny.
He pulled Raphael into a sitting position. Careful not to hurt him any farther.

"Don' upset the stitches unless you got more thread onboard." Was the last thing Lucky said, before she finished her climb in silence. She pulled herself up unto the deck, leaning back against the railing of the boat to shoot a quick glance down at Estaban, without turning her back on the rest of the ship.

Of course the crew was half startled to see someone the didn't know come up first. But they soon had their wits about them, weapons being drawn. "Get ready to pull Raphael up!" Estaban shouted. His words drawing the crews attention.
It didn't take long before Estaban had somehow tired the ladder around Raphael, and shout for the others to pull him up. Soon the ladder was thrown other once again, and Estaban too made his way up.

Lucky had barely reacted to having the weapons drawn on her, knowing better than to show fear or hesitation. It wasn't her first experience with pirates. She did step closer to Raphael once he was over, motioning for him to let her check the stitches.

Raphael pulled up the side of his shirt, showing the stitches. The wound looked somewhat red and inflamed, but besides that the stitches looked fine.
Estaban on the other hand frowned at Rahpeal's stitches- but mostly the redness of the wound. He shiffted his attention to his crew. "Well don't just stand there like bumming idiots. Back to work. This ship can't sail its self." Most of the crew dissipated. A few staying behind to help lung Raphael some where less busy.

"Those actually look better'n I thought they would." Lucky said, crossing her eyes to look up at Estaban's hat on her head. "He'll heal up nicely, if he keeps 'em clean."

"That's good to hear." Though Estaban shot her a glance, as to say shut up.
"captain, you brought a woman aboard?" the crew member spoke loud enough for anyone close to hear. Estaban rolled his eyes. The damage already being done.

Whoops. Lucky shrugged, bracing herself for any type of barrage, be it words or weapons. She probably should have been a bit more careful, but who were they kidding. It would have been found out eventually, no matter what they'd done.

Whispers broke out. Starting as, "she's bad luck." And, "this is gonna get us all killed." But soon angry shouts erupted. Alerting though who didn't know yet. Estaban rolled his eyes. "Nd' what'er y'all gonna do 'bout it?" A wicked grin crossed his lips. Mayne he'd get to throw someone over board. Hopefully someone he really didn't enjoy. "Lucky here," he mentioned to her casually. Though he seemed almost stiff. Afraid they'd call their bluff. "She's a witch."

Lucky rested a hand on her cocked hip, lifting her other hand in a cheeky wave. She might not actually be a witch, but she could sell the part incredibly well. The runes in blood on her chest helped that, as did the scar over her eye. She found it slightly ironic, the shouts of 'bad-luck', paired with her name.

At the mention of witch, more whispers broke out. The main one being thoughts that she was an enchantress. That only made Estaban smile. How stupid could they truly be? "Captain! We best be rid of her. Women are bad luck." Obviously one of the more brave pirates. "Witch er' not. She'll get us all killed."

"And yet," Lucky said, raising an eyebrow. "I'm the one who stopped your shipmate from bleeding out." There were a million other things she would've loved to say, but she knew she had to tread carefully. Getting out of one death and walking straight into another wasn't on her to-do list.

The brave pirate froze, but he quickly continued pushing hus case. "But yer' still bad luck- Captain yer' under her spell. Ya said it yer self she's a witch!" Estaban again rolled his eyes. He slid an arm around Lucky's waist. Assuming she'd probably slap him or something. "Ya didn't put a spell on me did ya, Lucky?" He raised an eyebrow jokingly.