06-07-2016, 12:31 AM
Clark barked a laugh at the sight of the princess' pouting face. "Is 'at what you do to get what you want, girly?" He asked, tears in his eyes from how hard she tried. "Is this child's play to you?" He added as he shook his head. It was the lady's maid that annoyed him more; at least the princess could shut up. He gestured to Gerard to deal with the serving girl, but paused when he realized that he was still hurt from the fight.
Clark cursed, looking around for a piece of cloth, and ripped a piece from one of the princess' dresses to sop up some of the blood. Maybe lace and silk wasn't the best to deal with a wound like this. He called out to one of his men to treat the wounded, saying that there was probably something that could help him out. The men looked at each other like they were lost, they haven't been on such a grand ship much like this. With a sigh, he gestured to the serving lady to help treat Gerard.
"Do it and I'll consider your freedom," Clark mused, waving her out with him. "If you try to kill 'im, or poison 'im, you won't ever see the light of day," he threatened, telling some of the men to accompany them to keep an eye. The others started to haul some of the princess' belongings onto their ship. "Keep some of 'em dresses, I'm sure li'l miss here would retch at the sight of wearing something of ours."
Ariel shook her head at Rose's actions. 'Why is she so calm like this? What a stupid, littl-' Her thoughts were interrupted by a push from one of Clark's men. She kept staring at them with murderous looks. When the captain urged her to treat their wounded, she almost screamed in defiance but then quieted down at the mention of her freedom. "How can I trust a pirate?" she muttered to herself as she was prodded by some of the men to find cleaning supplies.
She made her way to where there were more supplies, and some of the men helped themselves while she looked for the medicine chest that the king provided for them just in case his daughter came down with some sort of ailments. Being cooped up in one room for so long proved to be helpful in this case. Ariel opened it to find bottles of oils and clean linens and such. She also found a needle and thread to sew it closed, if needed. Enough to treat a wound, but she slightly hoped an illness would get Gerard and somehow spread to the rest of the crew.
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