Clay chuckled as he set her onto her barefeet. Letting the girl move away from him as an<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fimg00.deviantart.net%2F2673%2Fi%2F2015%2F135%2F0%2F9%2Fakhala_eila_nernani_by_syoshiko-d8tg4ju.jpg&amp;hash=87aa3d51d088cee3407a98d54320829b" href="https://img00.deviantart.net/2673/i/2015/135/0/9/akhala_eila_nernani_by_syoshiko-d8tg4ju.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">older woman</a>walked out from behind people curtains that his the back from pouring eyes of customers. Long white hair flowed from her head, held back by a light green bandana, one that look similar to one Clay had laying on his desk back on the ship. Her green dress just right for her, in any case flattering for a woman of her age. Warm brown eyes gazing between the young woman and clay.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99"> "Abigail!"</span>Came Clay's deep voice. His tone warm as he approached the woman. Not once had she smiled. Only looking at them with indifference. And as Clay came closer she snatched up a nearby cane. Her movements certainly not of someone her age. As her hand brought the cane directly on top his head. Clay yelped out and brought his hand to his head.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">"Abby!" </span>He whinned out , rubbing a sore spot on hid head. Her eyes narrowing on his.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff99"> "I hear of the things you do Clay and I ignore them. But <i>HOW DARE YOU</i> bring this poor thing before me. Like this." </span>She hissed out about the 3 day old dress that barely hung to the girl. Her gaze softened as she turned to Nix.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff99">"You poor thing."</span>She reached out giving her a small, gentle smile.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff99">"I believe it is time for you to bathe. I will find some clothes we will alter them and you'll be able to sail with this good for nothing Pirate of mine."</span>Her voice was warm and soothing as she usher Nix to the back. With a glance back at Clay, Abigail disappeared into the back with Nix.<br/><br/>Clay only smiled as he watched the older woman take Nix. She was no one to mess with, but she was a gentle soul. As Abigail ushered Nix, a young woman appeared around the corner. She couldn't have been more than sixteen years old. Brilliant blue eyes peered at Nix as she smiled softly.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6">"Who is this Abigail?" </span>Her voice came out curiously. Abigail gave the young woman a soft smile.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff99">"Your brothers." </span>Was her answer and in threat instant Nix would see her blue eyes widen.<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2F736x%2F29%2F72%2F0e%2F29720e685218b01a844e4122fb77f019--digital-drawing-digital-art-fantasy.jpg&amp;hash=f1f10b066a367731b3c3357805f27c6d" href="https://i.pinimg.com/736x/29/72/0e/29720e685218b01a844e4122fb77f019--digital-drawing-digital-art-fantasy.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Izzy Willis </a>had long awaited her brother to come home butt she had not expected to see one of his slaves. Conflicted between going to her brother and the girl before her she was unmoving.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6">"Clay is home, Abby?" </span>The poor relief and happiness was obvious but concern laced it all as she looked at the young woman. Abigail nodded and finally the girls get picked up.  She took off through the store until she was flitting through the air and colliding with her brother.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6">"Clay!"</span>She squealed his name, happiness taking over every inch of her. Clay was suprised by the sudden weighr and stumbled back a few steps before he heard the voice.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">"Izzy."</span>His voice boomed happily back. The two would catch up while Abigail took care of Nix.