She should have known that it was far too good to last for long and that her disguise wasn't good enough to last for long either. There was only so much on could do to disguise being a girl. Certainly she chest was strapped down and her curly hair tucked into a cap and she had long since swapped her skirts for britches. But there was no disguising
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"N-No! You-- You hawe the wrong idea! I am not a girl!" She insisted, holding her hands out as if to ward the pirate off, even as she heard the turning of a key in the lock to the door she backed up, a little afraid. "I just...I just hawe not cut my hair is a wery long time and-- and it makes me look like a girl." Obviously her voice had gone shriller as only a girl's could and the way that her eyes were rapidly watering wasn't exactly helping matters either.
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But... her mother. She bit her lip, barely even paying attention to Pasha's ranting, then taking a deep breath. "Calm down." She said, more to herself than the other girl, her own voice calm and a bit deep. "You aren't convincing anyone."
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"S-Sorry." She replied in a small voice, backing up and trying to make herself as small as possible. If she seemed weak then maybe the pirate would just leave her alone and not hurt her.
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He didn't even offer her a greeting, dark trenchcoat swishing behind him while the door creaked shut of its own accord. Her stared at her behind an odd, painted mask, certainly not befitting of a supposed pirate, boots clicking on the carpeted floorboard at his approach.
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"Identify yourself," he ordered after a long, uncomfortable silence. Apparently he cared little for personal space, face to face with her, pitch black holes in place of eyes seeming to leer. "And I'll go easy on you."
A shaky promise. If she had information he wanted and withheld it, there would be no mercy. And if she lied... well, the result would be bloody, to say the least.
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"I am a nobody." She couldn't help blurting, wanting nothing more than to back up more and hide away from this scary man. Nobody on the Yorktown wore masks. It didn't seem that common a thing.
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Perhaps she had also expected the captain of this ship to be a man, but the figure in the door was fairly obviously a feminine one, dressed all in pitch black, shirt and coat and breeches and boots, blonde hair tied at the nape of her neck. She was young - older than Pasha by at least a decade, but younger than the grizzled and harsh men who made up her crew. Her skin was weather-tanned, and there were a few fine lines at the corners of her eyes and mouth, but it was not difficult to imagine she might have been some young eligible maiden at one time, perhaps a highborn lady ( ... )
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...the Captain of the pirate ship was a woman.
Pasha blinked dumbly at her for a few seconds. This was not what she had been expecting at all and the wideness of her eyes and the shock that she couldn't even think to disguise at the moment was openly showing on her face making that fact all too clear. When the young woman finally snapped back to her senses the first words from her mouth were. "I am not a girl." It was slightly ridiculous denying it now, but it was all she had left. "My name is Pavel. I just hawe long hair." It was a lame excuse but it had worked more times than she had dared to hope.
"I am looking for my brother, Alexander. Is he on this ship?" She questioned, knowing she was pushing her luck, being so cheeky to a pirate, but there was no way she was going to go home without her older brother.
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"No. And watch your tongue. I haven't decided what to do with you yet." Her voice was still even, measured; if she was actually angry, it didn't show. Oh, she had a fierce temper, when provoked, but Pasha hadn't done that yet.
Crossing to a nearby chair, Alex sat down - and she didn't sit primly like a woman should have, but rather more like a man, knees slightly apart with her elbows resting on them, hands folded beneath her chin, regarding the brunette thoughtfully.
"What's your real name?"
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Pasha promptly shut her mouth, pressing her lips together in a thin line. She didn't want to anger the pirate but at the same time Pasha had always had a horrible tendency to run her mouth off at the very worst of times. "Pav--" She stopped herself, giving a sigh. "Pasha. My name is Pasha."
She watched the woman carefully with her eyes large and wide, frowning only slightly. What a perfectly odd woman.
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He pushed open the door to the captain's quarters and immediately averted his eyes, just in case the young lady wasn't dressed for company. Just because he was a pirate didn't mean he didn't have any decency; his mama hadn't raised a savage.
"You decent?" he asked, staring at the floor.
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"Yes, decent." She answered, keeping the tone of her voice low on purpose. "Are you the Captain?" She asked, watching the dark haired man carefully. Pirates were dangerous people but she had to be brave, if only to find her eldest brother.
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