Eleanor was genuinely upset she couldn't help, but she'd seen one specific person on that ship, and she knew without a shadow of a doubt that she couldn't join the fight. "I'm sorry," she whispered again, even though Neva was out of earshot. They can't find out who I am. They'll never look at me the same.
neva shut and locked her door, taking out her pistol.
(this is soo sick and i've just been stalking but if you're open to one more person I would love to join… ( ╥ ▿ ╥ )
(I don't see anything wrong with you joining @lord-lynn, but just wait for @Sweet_Pea to get on tomorrow since it's her rp)
(Yes of course lynn can join wanna be a creww mate lynn?)
(Alright put your character sheet in () and then just join the chaos)
neva shut and locked her door, taking out her pistol.
Eleanor watched through the windows. She ached to fight alongside Neva, but…
(Name: Bernadette -Bernie, or Etta)
(Gender: Female)
(Sexuality: Lesbian)
(Rank: Stowaway on the British ship, eventual crew member)
(Appearance: A short, curvy woman, standing at about 5'0" and weighing around 215 lbs. She has dark cocoa colored skin, accented by dark freckles and a few odd scars. Her hair is styled in jet black dreadlocks, and is almost always kept up in a bun. As a former laborer alongside her mother in London, she is slightly muscled and stronger than she looks.)
(Extra: blatantly optimistic and deeply adventurous, can come off as naive at times. Her ability to easy trust people she looks up to, which often backlashes at her, and she is constantly trying to prove herself.)
(So just confirming she's from England, right?)
(Yes. Just with heritage from elsewhere, but she was born in Britain and speaks with the accent as well :)
(Awesome! Eleanor has a British accent too!)
Bernadette peeked her head out of the storage compartment, surrounded by bags of flour, and barrels of whiskey. The troops above her were scrambling across the deck, definitely not just standing around like they had for the majority of the trip.
Finally. She thought, slowly creeping out of her hiding place and peering over the deck. Some adventure…
There stood another formidable ship, with attackers enraging on th troops. "Pirates!" Etta exclaimed out loud, earning her a few looks from some of the officers. Not like they cared about any stowaways at this point. They were kind of in the middle of a battle
Sally got a pistol out from bellow deck and aimed it at one of the pirates. She had plenty of practice using a gun and shot one of the officer's.
Eleanor's eyes widened as she began to hear the distinctive sound of exploding gunshots from outside the door. She panicked for a moment. Neva. She knew Neva was too good a pirate to be putting herself in a position where she would loose. Neva would pull through, it was just a matter of when.
Neva shot one, then two, it was a matter of getting them close " come on! Get some!"
Etta ducked, a bullet ripping past her head. "Holy sh-"
The boat rocked with impact, and Etta fell off the side, desperately trying to swim above the harsh waves between the boats.
Neva noticed the splashing in the water, running to the side she saw the woman, " hey! Grab this!" She yelled and threw the rope
Etta, for once, was glad she wasn't dressed in British uniform. "th-thanks!!" She shouted, mouth full of saltwater as she scrambled up the rope, clinging to the side of the other boat. "By God!!!"
" by god is right, now take this and shoot blue!" She said and handed her pistol
Etta scrambled over the side, shakily grabbing the gun. “How do I use it??”
" aim, pull the trigger."
(Lmaoo)
Etta gave The Woman a strange look, then shrugged, shouting as she ran around, shooting in the general direction of the troops
neva had to jump back a good few times " shoot the damn blue!" she yelled near her door.