The fighting had finished, the pirates coming on top as the victors, though their caption knew they only had a few days before they would have to leave, knowing that someone would have gotten a call out to the navy for help. It couldn't be helped, but she love the fight, then the running with a hull full of gold, rum and slaves. She stood at a high point with a bottle of rum in her right hand and a struggling woman by the hair in her left. "Don't make me drop my rum," she growled at the woman. She just loved the look of fear in her eyes and the more she struggled the more she enjoyed it.<br/><br/>"Yo ho, me hearties, a pirates life, so drink up, me hearties," she shouted, smiling under her mask when she was met with a a shouting chorus of "Yo Ho" from her crew, and rum bottles lifted up into the air.<br/><br/>She watched as those native to the island shrank back when her men shouted back, causing so many of them to laugh drunkenly on the fear they could taste as well, the rum in their starved systems helping make them be as rowdy as she expected them all to be. Sekesh knelt down by the girl and pressed against her hair. "You will be amongst the slaves taken to my ship. Please me and you might live, disappoint me, and I won't save you from my men," she threatened laughing at her frightened look and pushed her over into the line of people already lined up with the treasures that were being gathered together. She pulled the fabric over her mouth down and drank a little of the wonderful rum, feeling it burn her throat and wash down to her stomach. It was the best rum she had tasted in what felt like a long time. She walked around the town, looking over the inhabitants pushing those that displeased her to the side. She wasn't gentle or kind, even to her own crew she was getting her blood lust filled along with ehr rum. At one point a lowly private who had grown too big for his britches tried to charge her, brandishing his gun and firing at her. He didn't get the chance to do make more than a few steps when she turned, glared at him and without a single thought pulled her pistol up and shot him square in the forehead.<br/><br/>"Hang him over the town square," she shouted at some of her crew, "let him be a lesson to the rest."