Elizabeth Swann
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« Thread Started on Jul 19, 2006, 7:11pm » | |
It was night, although it was always between dim and dark inside the hull of the ship, but right now it was a ghostly pitch black, as if all of the colour and light of the world had been sucked out by some unseen evil. Well, evil to some. Tyler could feel the ship beneath her feet, heaving against the crests of waves they came upon, and she could feel the grain of the floorboards, and could then easily figure out which direction she was facing from that and the movement. The ship rose and fell with the waves, something many men found discomforting to their stomachs at first, usually feeling weak and awful for the first while, often losing the contents of their bellies to the sea. Hopefully, anyway; it was a pissy job, scrubbing such stuff from the ship's deck.
Finding her way to her little hammock, she was glad for the privacy of darkness, and so was free to reach a hand into her tunic, adjusting the clothe that was wrapped around her upper midsection; had to keep her breasts bound to flatten her chest and blend in with the ment, lest she be discovered and, most likely, hanged. Being a good sailor wouldn't save her from such a fate, if she didn't keep up the mask.
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