07-05-2011, 06:51 PM
The thud of a loud wave crashing against the side of the ship finally tore Alona from her deep slumber. She swayed lightly with the moving of the ship, hazel eyes opening and blinking as she tried to clear the sleep from them. Realizing most of the men were already awake, she mentally scolded herself. She had always tried to be the first one awake, to change and spend a few quiet moment to herself on deck, because there were very few opportunities for alone time while at sea.
Throwing her long legs over the edge of the cot, Alona Zörn landed with a soft thump on the wooden floor, darting to farthest corner of the room, where the shadows would disguise her as she changed. Scanning the room to make sure no peeving pervert pirate eyes were watching her, the brunette tore the cotton dress of of her, stark naked behind the shadows. Throwing on the same white shirt and navy blue pants from the previous day, she tugged on a dark purple corset which stood out well against her tan skin.
Throwing her dress in her messenger bag, she pulled out a white shirt and dark red trousers, glancing at the prisoner's cell. Her eyes flickered up as she saw Philip, and strolled across the floor to him, smiling slighty.
"Well good morning," Philip teased, knowing Alona wasn't happy that she had awoken late. He had been awake even before the captain was, thinking about the oncoming day. Watching Laiden and Fenris at Scarlett's cell, he frowned and shook his head, tearing his eyes from the beauty behind the bars. He knew Alona had developed a slight affection for the boy, reminding her so much of her brother, and he wasn't sure if that would be a problem yet, though he knew it probably would.
Catching the clothes Alona threw at him, he raised an eyebrow and tiled his head in question. "For her?" He asked and swerved his head to the prison cell behind him. He heard seagulls squawking in the distance and enjoyed the sound, for it reminded him of sea.
Nodding impatiently, Alona stepped closer to Philip. "Give them to her, tell them they're from me. She'd probably appreciate a change of clothes." Her words were a barely audible whisper, and she stepped past Philip, her lean body easily sliding around him. Walking past the cell, Alona nodded at Scarlett and sent a discreet wink to Laiden, offering him a small smile. "'Scuse me," she said to Fenris as she squeezed by, giving him a soft smile. Her eyes caught on his, standing out drastically against his white hair.
Smiling to himself, Philip balled up the clothes and waited, hoping Fenris would walk away so he could sneak in a few words to Katie. It was looking like Laiden was winning her affection and that was a downer for him, both for his plain and his personal interests in the girl.
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