{ ❅ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ ———

          tales  of  pirates  had  once  touched  her  ears,   rumours
          that they sailed the seas to plunder & loot to their  twisted
          hearts’   contentment.    presumptions  were  drawn  from
          stories  -  marauders were men without honour, impudent
          & lacking a certain moral foundation.  & as her luck would
          have it, a ship bearing an ominous sigil occupied the fjord.
          just   what   she   needed as trade agreements  &  treaties
          were to be discussed. 

                          & so, standing at the docks, cerulean irises rife with
                          speculation, she observed the ship’s passengers. a
                          flicker of unease could hardly be noted  unless  one
                          was to look to her  hands  continually  wringing  one
                          another until  they  fell  to her  sides,  orders leaping
                          from her  tongue  saturated  with  infallible  strength.

                     ❝ i seek the Captain of this vessel. ❞