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Post by Sibyl on Jun 22, 2017 15:43:11 GMT
Love is a dangerous blade Sibyl wasn't someone who was usually drawn to doing anything particularly reckless in life. However, when she had seen the job listing for a musical performer on a cruise line, she hadn't been able to resist. Singing and music was her life and soul, but she also wanted to see more places in an attempt to make her music even stronger. She was thrilled when she got the job.
Of course, she also had to deal with telling her over-protective big brother that she would be out at sea for days and sometimes weeks at a time, but that had actually gone better than she expected it to.
Which was why now she was currently enjoying herself up on the stage and singing her heart out. There was a nice sized crowd this evening -- not overly crowded, but still a fairly decent amount of people -- and on stage was where she always seemed to come alive.
That last couple of nights on stage had been pretty amazing and this night was looking to be no different. This was definitely the best decision she had ever made and her contentment added to the seductive sounds of the current song she was performing.
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Post by Deimos on Jun 29, 2017 0:53:48 GMT
Deimos Deimos was a pirate, and as a sea man there was a few things you had to believe in, in order to stay alive. The first was that the sea was alive, and that she was a cruel bitch. You did not underestimate her when going out over her, or you would not return. You gambled with her mood any time that you went out. Next it was that to be a pirate you drank rum. That one was less a rule and more of a nod to the trope that pirates loved rum and booty--and he did enjoy a good booty.
And last, sometimes there were creatures that did the unexplainable. Like sirens. Beautiful creatures who sang and brought men to their doom. Which was why he was leaning against the bar, watching the siren sing, and taking his shot of rum--all while promising himself that he would not, for any reason, go up to her. Then again, Deimos never could resit a pretty face, and this one had an innocence in her gaze that made him want to do rude things to her.
Deimos didn't often get emotional invested with others, and he didn't plan to here. He was here to rob the ship, and that was his only goal. However, that did not stop him from being tempted to stay for a moment and flirt with a pretty little girl.
created by Lilith of Adoxography Sibyl
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