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Evelyn jumped a little in surprise as he suddenly thrust the desk away from him and it skid across the wooden floor. She sat there staring in confusion as he picked up the scattered fallen objects and then moved his desk back to where it had been. Eve had no idea what had sudden come over him but by the way he reacted it was like he'd forgotten he left dinner on the spit or something back home. He'd then grab some of his maps and instruct her to follow him. She'd hop up from the bed with ease but as she walked she winced a little in pain as the split in her chest was still aching and blood was still dripping.
"For the love of gods," she'd say to herself. "Is this ever going to heal?"
They would move out of his room over to the helm's wheel and Eve was ever so tempted to go and ask the guy currently holding it steady if she could have a turn. But she was too curious about what August was doing to leave his side just yet. She pouted and turned her attention away from the wheel and over to the map where the boys were discussing their course.
"Oh yeah it's real simple," she'd explain and lean over onto the table they'd set the maps down. Taking a charcoal pencil she'd draw a line on the maps over the hidden route giving them a perfect navigation through the insane waters and tricky currents. This place, which would one day be named The Bermuda Triangle, was where Sanctuary was. "Just follow this path and everything will be right as rain."
Without warning Evelyn felt a sharp grip on her neck and a whoosh of air displacing her body until the metal bars of the brig pressed against her back. She groaned from the impact and then sighed and blinked a few times trying to reorient herself. Behind her, Sylvia would gasp and look up at them while Nuahki began to bark ferociously at the vampire. August would speak with a careful warning tone that she was very lucky for her current predicament. He offered he'd release them, all of them, if they listened to what he said and stayed out of the way of the crew.
Evelyn bit her lip in a bratty little smirk. She already knew she'd won August over. That was her charm. People couldn't stay angry at her. They fell for her. The reason being because her father was a Succubus. Humans would fall over their heels for her. Downworlders were a little less dramatic, but the effect was essentially the same. If she ever learned this fact she'd have a whole new power at her hands. It was a good thing she didn't have the slightest clue.
"Aye aye, Capt-E-Taan!" she'd say cheerfully while enunciating all three syllables of the word for no reason. Even though she was being choked out right now she was in such a playful mood. This girl was a strange one for sure.
August gave her a look and threatened her again to make sure he wouldn't regret his decision. He'd unlock the doors of the brig and Evelyn walked in to unbind Sylvia first and then Nuahki who tackled the young teen and licked her face to the point she couldn't breathe; she was laughing the whole time and for a moment she seemed like just another innocent girl. Hard to believe she was actually a demon.
As August headed up to the helm where his men began to sing, he might notice a black bird flying high in the sky over them. A raven to be exact. It was just minding its own business as if it were merely one of the seagulls who often followed ships at sea. But what was a raven doing all the way out here...?
Downstairs, Evelyn would explain their circumstances to her two companions and warned them not to make any sudden moves against them. As she did, her shadow would reach out and the part of it she'd broken off before came back and sunk into the black shade. Sylvia would then use part of her sleeve to clean up Eve's wound which still hadn't healed and did her best to bandage it up without the proper materials. They ended up cutting away Eve's shirt in the end and when she was all patched up Evelyn would stand and raise her shadow like she was bending water. Trails of the black shade coiled up her body and wrapped around her frame before solidifying and making her a new outfit.
Rather than all blacks with a little red, Evelyn changed the scheme to the other way around. She now had a black tank top that ended after her chest and a red vest that came slightly past that. Her entire midriff was left uncovered and would give her a lovely feeling as the wind blew past her and the sun shined. She changed out her short skirt to a slightly longer one and then made leggings to cover the rest of her legs down to her tall boots. After inspecting her work she'd turn to Sylvia and fix up her outfit as well.
Moving up deck the three of them would keep to themselves for a minute until Eve left their side to go head over to August. Her feet would leave the ground and she'd start floating over by him until she was laying on her side about the height of his shoulder. "Any chance I can drive this thing? Please! Please-please-please? Oh Pah-leeeze!"
"For the love of gods," she'd say to herself. "Is this ever going to heal?"
They would move out of his room over to the helm's wheel and Eve was ever so tempted to go and ask the guy currently holding it steady if she could have a turn. But she was too curious about what August was doing to leave his side just yet. She pouted and turned her attention away from the wheel and over to the map where the boys were discussing their course.
"Oh yeah it's real simple," she'd explain and lean over onto the table they'd set the maps down. Taking a charcoal pencil she'd draw a line on the maps over the hidden route giving them a perfect navigation through the insane waters and tricky currents. This place, which would one day be named The Bermuda Triangle, was where Sanctuary was. "Just follow this path and everything will be right as rain."
Without warning Evelyn felt a sharp grip on her neck and a whoosh of air displacing her body until the metal bars of the brig pressed against her back. She groaned from the impact and then sighed and blinked a few times trying to reorient herself. Behind her, Sylvia would gasp and look up at them while Nuahki began to bark ferociously at the vampire. August would speak with a careful warning tone that she was very lucky for her current predicament. He offered he'd release them, all of them, if they listened to what he said and stayed out of the way of the crew.
Evelyn bit her lip in a bratty little smirk. She already knew she'd won August over. That was her charm. People couldn't stay angry at her. They fell for her. The reason being because her father was a Succubus. Humans would fall over their heels for her. Downworlders were a little less dramatic, but the effect was essentially the same. If she ever learned this fact she'd have a whole new power at her hands. It was a good thing she didn't have the slightest clue.
"Aye aye, Capt-E-Taan!" she'd say cheerfully while enunciating all three syllables of the word for no reason. Even though she was being choked out right now she was in such a playful mood. This girl was a strange one for sure.
August gave her a look and threatened her again to make sure he wouldn't regret his decision. He'd unlock the doors of the brig and Evelyn walked in to unbind Sylvia first and then Nuahki who tackled the young teen and licked her face to the point she couldn't breathe; she was laughing the whole time and for a moment she seemed like just another innocent girl. Hard to believe she was actually a demon.
As August headed up to the helm where his men began to sing, he might notice a black bird flying high in the sky over them. A raven to be exact. It was just minding its own business as if it were merely one of the seagulls who often followed ships at sea. But what was a raven doing all the way out here...?
Downstairs, Evelyn would explain their circumstances to her two companions and warned them not to make any sudden moves against them. As she did, her shadow would reach out and the part of it she'd broken off before came back and sunk into the black shade. Sylvia would then use part of her sleeve to clean up Eve's wound which still hadn't healed and did her best to bandage it up without the proper materials. They ended up cutting away Eve's shirt in the end and when she was all patched up Evelyn would stand and raise her shadow like she was bending water. Trails of the black shade coiled up her body and wrapped around her frame before solidifying and making her a new outfit.
Rather than all blacks with a little red, Evelyn changed the scheme to the other way around. She now had a black tank top that ended after her chest and a red vest that came slightly past that. Her entire midriff was left uncovered and would give her a lovely feeling as the wind blew past her and the sun shined. She changed out her short skirt to a slightly longer one and then made leggings to cover the rest of her legs down to her tall boots. After inspecting her work she'd turn to Sylvia and fix up her outfit as well.
Moving up deck the three of them would keep to themselves for a minute until Eve left their side to go head over to August. Her feet would leave the ground and she'd start floating over by him until she was laying on her side about the height of his shoulder. "Any chance I can drive this thing? Please! Please-please-please? Oh Pah-leeeze!"
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