Black Syren

It's something I wrote for a rp im in..but im thinking of adding more to it and doing something with it. Is it really ok? *anxious nibbling on nails*

ok I know in places it does not flow smoothly but I would be honored for feedback...

The winds were sneaky this day coming and going, teasing the senses

and the sails then skipping away again. A call was sent to reef the

sails and they would sit until the winds were more favorable. Now

that the men had free time some played dice on the decks, others

strolled or slept. But not the Siren, she stood at the bow and

watched as the fog crept over the sea like long fingers of death

seeking to stop them. The heavy pewter shroud soon surrounded them

and the air grew heavy and humid, unnatural. The men grumbled and

rose to move to the rails discomfitted by the happenings, but not the

Siren. She moved away from the rails and walked the decks mingling

with her men teasing them, drawing them from their unease.

Suddenly a sound shattered the stillness and being on open sea sound

carried, her crew immediately went silent;listening. Many voices

speaking spainish resounded in the unnatural mire and Siren grinned.

A galleon if they were lucky. She decided to have a wee bit of fun

and bolster here crew so she moved to the rails listening and shaking

ehr head at the foolish spainards. Her crew gathered round knowing

what was to come and cleary enjoyed the consequences as they all grinned.

A voice surreal and soft swept from her to tease and tantalize the

senses. She paused her eyes glinting with mischief as discord

suddenly broke out La Sirena being called out in panic. She had to

bite her lip to keep from laughing several of her own crew chortling.

When she had regained herself she took a deep breath and the power of

her voice rose to the heavens, passionate, sultry. The notes rippled

and soared then dropped to rise yet again and then fade softly.

Panic gave way to chaos and she laughed tossing her knee length braid.

"They are stuck here as we are, when the fog lifts we will take them.

Until then I shall keep them on their toes eh?" she called softly.

All her men agreed and preperations for battle at sea were soon

silently underway. Blue green eyes heavily lined with kohl swept over

the fog as if seeking her victim. She moved to her cabin and knelt,

making the sign of the cross she prayed for the safety of her crew and

then returned to the bow and said a prayer to Neptune to keep them

safe. Suddenly the winds blew and the sails were unfurled and the

small sloop Posedion bucked and skipped over the waves. now for their

victims..Again her voice sang out, luring them just as any good Siren

should.

The prow of the Galleon broke through the mists large and cumbersome

in the seas, the waves crashing into it's bulk which seemed more like

an albatross compared to the deadly elegance of the small royal sloop

that awaited it like a sea eagle graceful and swift. The sails were

being reefed and was already presenting a broadside when the belch of

single canonfire resounded, the ball aimed over the bow of the ship.

A warning shot, friendly yet deadly earnest.

The Galleon was cumbersone but had more men and cannon than the sloop,

but the sloop was agile and could quickly cut the Galleons masts

leaving them assunder. And if that were not enough the triple blades

that shone like fins as the light caught them through the waters

guaranteed a hull ripped and savaged leaving them to the mercy of the

sea and Davy Jones hisself. The Capitan looked over the small ship having never seen such a thing. It not only bore blades in it's hull but was fantastical for the rails held carvings of Sirens and sea creatures, the figurehead was that of Neptune his trident upraised and a malice filled look given to all. Truly it was a trrifying visage and yet it was spellbinding as had been the voice.

But still they had much to protect on board and would not easily give.

The call for battle was given and Siren overhearing this gave a grim

smile. "Let's make this quick fellas, I smell gold on that ship and

Tortuga be not that far away and neither is Port Royal. Take them and

let's leave them with a parting gift eh? Load the long nines with

chain shot and take the main mast. Send a volley of grape shot

afterwards towards the rest of their sails. Lets disable them first.

Then we'll blow them to hell and back." She said with a steely look

in her eyes.

"Capitan' this is your last chance for surrender else ye will not have

much of a ship nor crew left. Tis your final warning. Oh and allow

me to introduce myself..." Here she moved to the rail and gave a

mocking bow long knee length raven braid whipping about her, shirt

half unlaced, leather breeks that molded to her figure and showed bare

skin from knee to hip as they were laced. A baldric crossed ehr chest

fully armed, a cutlass rested at her left hip and her whip rested

slightly above that. "I am the Siren at your service."

She could see the shock on the Capitans face as he weighed his

options, defeat to a woman, and a pirate at that. Or fight their

way free, but then his chances there were nil for her sloop was

favorable in these waters due to it's size and agility in the sea.

He called the orders to hold their stations and bid her come aboard.

Grappling hooks were soon cast and Siren and Chavez quickly swung

across with the rest of her crew. Still she remained alert for any

trickery that may come to pass, for they were outnumbered here and

well she knew it, and by the gleam in the Capitan's eye he knew it

as well. "I shall need to see your manifest Capitan please send

someone for it, until then you are a hostage of sorts for good

behavior.' Seeing his surprise she smiled grimly "Im a woman Capitan

not stupid." She inclined her head regally to him then called to

those on the ship "I am The Siren and I will curse this ship and all

upon it if all is not done exactly as I wish it. If there is

anything hidden upon this ship not upon the manifest my crew will

find it. Again I ask you to speak now for a curse will be laid if

it is not." Men were damned easy to speak to, one just really need

know of their fears and being sailors these were afraid of Women on

board ships, and of course one professing to be a Siren…Did any

other words need to be spoken?

And Of course not for now there was a scurry of activity and many

voices speaking at once and the Capitan suddenly looked well and

truly defeated. One word did pass her attention and she tilted her

chin with aggression. "Women? You have women captives upon this

ship Capitan? For shame. Bring them up as my men divest you of

your treasures." By now Chavez and Mullet were reviewing the

Manifest and directing the Capitans crew to bring up what was listed

and what was not. She in turn awaited the women. She would drop

them in the next port, no women should be forced to travel with such

foreign bilge rats as these.

The only thing I lack is the key. Then I accidentally closed the thing out..GRRR

Phil....That was hilarious! You have WAY to much time on your hands..get to pillaging and plundering! *grins* Way to go...

Im not sure I believe this but ok here it is..

Your past life diagnosis:

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I don't know how you feel about it, but you were female in your last earthly incarnation.You were born somewhere in the territory of modern Sumatra around the year 1350. Your profession was that of a banker, usurer, moneylender or judge.

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Your brief psychological profile in your past life:

As a natural talent in psychology, you knew how to use your opportunities. Cold-blooded and calm in any situation.

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The lesson that your last past life brought to your present incarnation:

The timid, lonely and self-confident people are everywhere, and your task is to overcome these tendencies in yourself and then to help other people.

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Do you remember now?

I wish to apply for stoll along character..*grins* And I will not be taking no corners either Phil!

Beautiful? Nay I am just passable but thank ye very much..and yes me plunder stats be on the back. *grins* Truly Rumba? That is too funny.

Doona ye mean Plunder Average?

Chokes on her fried shrimp and looks to Will, Gage and Ciaran then to herself and blushed.."Are ye talkin to me? if so" Looks about to see if there be any peach juice about and grins "Nope not over here..How bout ye fellows?" she sang out laughingly.

Aye he is gorgeous! Can you imagine what his stud fees will run? If he had won he would be a triple crown winner!

Aye I just read it. Not good for the colt and even with all the surgery he may never run again which is sad.

I do not care for Benardini. And yes I shall do so, he is a great colt, i have seen him run.

Wow..MJ that is serious. Remind me to never go to the tracks with you. So who won? My daughter is playing her gamecube and I missed it.

Hmm..This year I have not been keeping up..Not sure who to bet on..Let me see if I can find out who's running....:)

Contenders and Odds

Diabolical, Brother Derek and Barbaro. Those are my picks in that order.

And like Caraccioli, Everyone that gets the message all report it.

Hmm I did get that one as well, just recently.

Look under Pirate crews on this site, third topic down. It has a lot of info from groups already founded and those seeking to hire on or start their own.

And

I am so excited I wanted to share them..*grins*

Thanks for the Warning Rumba...So far I have not received anything in my e-mail from the Pub nor a pm.

Aye Phil I say we find who did it and then make em walk the plank..although a good keelhauling could be in order.

This is the sword I found at the Pawn shop paid $30.00 for it.

I need a better pic of it but it looks almost identical to this one..

And this is the dagger paid $35.00 for it but had to have it cause of the mermaids.

^ Has been made the Commodore of Kitchens everywhere.

I have seen her Picture and she is also very beautiful to boot. *Hats off to ye William that you found one to share in your intrests and fulfill and enrich your life in all ways.*

Kendra you look lovely but then ye always do. Brian is a right fine Pyrate to be assisting ye and he is handsome to.

Tempest What weekeds did you attend Scarborough? And as Jim says need a username and pass.

Sneaks in and while Mad Jack is speaking Pilfers the flinter and starts to sneak off then goes back for the tricorn too.

Lovely Pics Jack!