Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-7026120-20141008150603/@comment-14800267-20141014221453

"Our homeland, second to Neverland, Esmee. Ah, I miss my fair lady-friend perhaps a little bit more than that god forsaken Island."

Esmee looked askance at Jane as they mounted the rise and got the first full look at Mirror Beach. Her Captain had been disturbingly serene since the trip had been so brazenly announced and had gone along without the usual fights and tantrums. It was easy to forget sometimes that the moody, homicidal teenaged girl was born to live on the sea, rather than the island. It was long rumoured the sea was her mother... but pirates were a romantic lot when you scratched the surface, and tales like this were common.

"Aye Cap'n... So... Uh, what would you like to be a-doing first? I mean, we can't be sailin' or treasure hunting here."

They started making their way down the side of the due to where the other students were frolicking on the sand and in the waves. Jane didn't answer, still staring with the kind of longing only sea farers understood at the waves. Esmee took this as a good sign. Perhaps she could push the boundaries a little...

"See I was thinking we could do some tanning, perhaps..."

"Don't be ridiculous Esmee. I don't tan. Tanning is for peasants and rigging monkeys like yourself."

That and your British Papa gave you his complexion... complete with turning red as a heartfruit if you see the sun... Esmee though to herself. That was a no then. She spotted some students struggling to erect a net off to one side

"How about some sports then? You like sports. I see them setting up a volleyball net..."

"Esmee..." Uh oh- there was that long suffering tone. "I have a hook for a hand. How successful do you think I will be at hitting an inflatable ball?" Jane sighed. Esmee grimached. Jane DID like sports so something else... Unfortunately there was no beach cricket, or she'd be there already. She spied an enthusiastic game of polo that looked like a great deal of fun

"Well... There's a polo..." She knew she shouldn't have bothered even before Jane's baelful gaze struck her full.

Drawing one of the two pistols she wore around her waist she pointed it at her bo'sun.

"And let that.... THING have a chance to eat me? You think I wear these out of some sense of fashion?! You think I enjoy visiting the bonny blue depths armed more heavily than Miss Muffet's Spider? The CROCODILE, you imbicillic goon! Zounds! How does such a thing slip your weevil sized brain? That foul, insidious creature that hungers for my flesh since the day Prin..." Esmee grabbed her arms (risking life and limb near that hook) and hushed her

"Captain! I'm sorry.. I just thought you might be safe here- Mirror beach is enchanted and all, but..." She cut her Captain off even as she opened her mouth to retort "BUT I understand the beast is also part of the Ever After, so it MIGHT be able to get through." She let the taller girl go. "You shouldn't go mentioning how you got.. that..." She indicated Jane's severed right hand "You know we're bound by silence about that and too many ears here. Just... why don't we find a nice little spot and set you up, hmm? I'll find us some icecream."

Jane sagged a little, hauty facade falling away. She blinked a little too often and looked a great deal like a frightened, upset girl rather than a blood lusting pirate at that moment. Esmee felt a pang of sympathy, it must be terrifying knowing with certainty you were going to be eaten alive.

"Yes, yes, matey. That sounds fine." She sighed, wilting slightly.

Esmee grimaced, hurrying over to a girl stretched out on a towel nearby. She had a sudden thrill of terror... they had been well within earshot of this girl and several others around. Did they hear....? Ah, it was no moment. If they had, no one spoke to Jane anyway- especially not about her hand.

"Um, excuse me, kind and lovely persona occupying this space, would it be at all a problem if myself and my Captain set up here? Or are you awaiting friends? It's okay if it's taken, really..." She indicated a nice stretch of vacant sand next to the girl.