Silverblooded

“I see,” she tapered off into a pensive quiet, hands shoved into the pockets of her trousers. “Well, if you guys need wild game or medicinal herbs, I can lend a hand.” Just a friendly offer, picking up her pace into a steady jog as they came ‘round a corner where the road headed off into a small valley. She skidded to a halt abruptly, because the spot where she’d left her supplies and her horse, was empty.

Sarah’s expression changed; her lips pursed and her rather docile demeanor changed into tense, angry frustration. A half-strangled curse left her, “Sh--fft, you have got to be kidding me!” The dirt was disturbed with footprints and hoofprints, a group had come by and swiped the meat and her mount. “God-freaking damn those back-stabbing, no good sacks of manure.” She kicked the dirt and almost immediately started down the road.

“Wonderful!” And it really was! “This way, s’just a short trek. I carried it all from the woods but it’s taken me all damn day.” She turned ‘round and ambled right out of the bar, playfully saluting one or two faces she spotted who were familiar. Out on the street, the port town was relatively quiet, if just for the occasional passer-by or a small family carrying groceries home.

Her expression turns thoughtful when he provides his full name on top of his epithet. Then her brows lift and her mouth purses into an ‘o’ shape, there is just the mildest sense of recognition in her expression. “Aaah, I remember seeing your poster alongside your crew.” Sarah hums, a mixture of impressed and still that easy nonchalance.

“Wait, Killer, as much as this bitch disgusts me, let’s just humor her for a fucking moment.” Kidd knew that if he didn’t say that, the masked man would have beheaded her already and he was really temped to let him. Everyone knew that out of the two of them, Killer was the more merciful one and if he was itching to slice her throat that much, it meant that he also thought she was useless and disgusting. What he wouldn’t do to just have a damn drink right now, so he wouldn’t have to deal with idiot’s like her. “Fucking hurry up, even Killer’s getting impatient!” He snarled at her, before taking a deep breathe to calm himself down. He raised his eyebrow at her and just sighed. “Those reasons aren’t that good, considering I fucking have all the crew members I need.” He grit his teeth as he looked down at his arm. He was contemplating whether to just end all of this right now or not, he wasn’t even feeling anticipation that he always felt when he killed, seeing all that blood always made his blood boil. But not now. 

Unfortunately, she isnt in any position right now to sass Eustass Kidd and his first mate. Maybe if they had been on an island where she had escape routes available. But out in the middle of nowhere? And on his own ship? Nope. Not gonna happen. Both of them looked ready to pop her head off like a daisy; the morbid mental image was kind of funny actually. Oh lord, the seawater must’ve gone to her head if she found her own demise humorous.

Shoulders and legs still tense, dark eyes wide and wary, her brow lifted when Killer spoke up about using her as a conflict mediator for an alliance. Well, that was certainly doable and would hopefully keep her alive until she could escape where-ever this alliance meeting was held. 

Be rude to yours 

Become your character’s enemy

Be willing to attack/fight yours in a plot

Develop a bromance or platonic relationship 

Have or receive UNreciprocated feelings with yours

Team up with your character against others

He turned to Wire and glared harshly, letting him know that if he didn’t obey his next command as quickly as possible, there would be hell to pay! “Get Killer, now!” He hissed lowly before he turned to the rest of his crew. “The rest of you get back to work, Killer and I can fucking take care of this!” When the crew scrambled away, he turned back to the woman and sneered. “As for you, I don’t need any slaves. I have no fucking use for you, so unless you want to die, you better answer any and all of my questions accordingly. Got it?!” He didn’t know why she would think he would even need her, what he needed was Killer’s opinion and… maybe he could just order him to kill her. She getting to be a pain already.

“Yessir.” There was no time for any other answer than a quick agreement, she was thinking fast and weighing all of her options during the brief time allotted before Killer showed up on deck. Her heart-rate picked up ten fold; two powerful contenders stood in her way now. Shit. Maybe it was better if she had drowned.

She leans on the counter, eyeing those seated there, “So, anybody here wanna lend me a hand with something?”

She tilts her head towards the green-haired stranger, dark eyes roaming over him with a subdued sense of curiosity. Idly, she fixes the frames of her glasses before answering right away. “A naginata, it’s also called a glaive in some places. Pretty much allows me to make cutlets out of my enemies while keeping them too far away to strike me.”

He growled lowly as he came closer to her. “I’m Eustass fucking Kidd, who the hell do you think you are, coming onto my ship?!” He asked her dangerously as his eyes flashed menacingly. He could tell that his crew had similar thoughts. No one ever dared to come onto his ship uninvited, it was unheard of! He was The Eustass “Captain” Kidd, one of the most menacing pirates to date. Yet, here this woman was, on his ship! As far as he knew, there was only one other woman who was brave enough to come onto his ship and he hadn’t seen that glutton in years!

Wire spoke up, explaining that they’d fished the woman out of the ocean, she’d apparently been drowning and had clung onto one of their fishing nets. The brunette spoke up after he tapered off into silence, “Look, take a step back with the threats. I latched onto the first thing that I could reach to get me out from drowning and I seriously do appreciate being pulled onto deck.” She rubbed her head where Wire had cuffed her, “Didnt need the almost concussion though.”