01-22-2012, 08:23 PM
Sylvia stood quietly, her eyes resting closed in a peaceful manner as her arms stretched out before her, hands resting gently upon the cool wood of the ship's railing. She couldn't help but feel a bit of sweat gathering at the center of each of her palms, the stiffness in the air uncomfortable as she began to shift in a restless manner. The hum of the crowd before the ship was irritating in a manner, but it signaled interest, and this is what the crew was hoping for.
She opened her eyes slowly as Tal spoke, looking out over the docks with a distant gaze before a small smile rose to light up hr face a bit. Her hands left the railing, her body moving to stand upright as she clapped the man standing beside her gently on the back. "'Course they will, just look at 'em." she spoke confidently, the silky quality of her voice giving it a low enough texture that she knew those on the docks wouldn't be hearing her. "There'll be plenty of interest in her," she then added, referring to the ship as she shifted her feet up its decks.
His comment about it being odd caused one of her thin eyebrows to raise in a curious manner as she turned to glance in his direction, but she didn't ask. She supposed it could seem like traveling with a pirate crew may be odd, but there was something about the way he said it that made her wonder if he was still talking about the crowd below. Shrugging lightly, she let the thought roll off of her as she heard the steady footsteps of a pair of boots behind the two. She hardly had to look over her shoulder to know that it was their captain, but she did anyways, glancing in his direction before turning to look back out over the crowd. If the two happened to catch thE raven-haired man's gaze, she would nod in his direction but say nothing as of yet.
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Jasper let out a soft groan from his cot under the deck, rolling from his back onto his side in a restless manner. How many were in the bustling crowd outside, he was unsure, but they were sure growing kinda loud. Sighing to himself, he sat up stiffly, stretching a bit before rubbing his face. Part of him was excited to see if any decided to join the crew, even temporarily, but not enough so that he felt obligated to go up to the decks to watch. Even so, he wasn't sure it was his place to greet them. So smiling, her ran a hand through his unruly hair and then went about tying the mess of blond hair up.
Last edited by Arc Angel; 01-22-2012 at 09:07 PM..
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