Grateful for whatever aid she could get at the moment, Verity soon realized just how much trouble she was in. A pirate ship, of course! If they ever found out about the gem she was delivering her life was forfeit, of that the knight was certain.

Shifting uncomfortably upon her feet with squelching sounds the blonde sighed. There was no help for it but to do as the white haired captain said. Moving across the dark misty decks she stepped up onto the planks with a hand upon her sword at the back of the one who'd rescued her. He might keep his word and treat her well by the way he was trying to protect that other woman, but she held no such notions for the other pirate captain.

Just hearing the way he spoke to the 'wenches' had her gritting her teeth and trying to stop herself from rushing forward to deal with the other man herself. This was why she'd fought so hard to keep her armor. No one else had the stuff, and it was so useful in battle. Showing white teeth in a fierce smile, Verity began mentally preparing herself for the clash of swords she was half hoping would come about.

((I forgot to count on the fact that she would instantly have some loyalty to someone whose rescued her.))