Truvy couldnt help the gasp that escaped her lips as Jacoda suddenly pulled her body tightly against his own. It was not at all the reaction she was used to getting, in fact, she had never met a guy strong enough to even be on equal terms with her. But this pirate..he was different, in a very intriguing type of way. Jacoda had her cheeks burning an almost crimson color by the time he had finally released his very tight and intimate hold on her. Truvy was almost at a loss for words, but she was quickly pulled out of that shock the moment he mentioned kidnapping her.<br/><br/>"Excuse me? I will not be kidnapped!" Truvy protested quickly but before she could even think of anything actually intelligent to say, Jacoda was pulling out a handkercheif. A disgusted look crossed her face as he tied it around her mouth so her screaming would be muffled. The dirty rag smelled like gun powder and sea salt, not the best combination. Seconds later, Truvy's stomach was being pressed into by a very uncomfortable shoulder as the blood rushed to her head. All the jumping around didn't make her stomach feel any better as Jacoda started shooting an enemy she could see. "Lmmmaaa ooooo!" she yelled, her let go turned into something completely different as the rag refused to allow her to make proper english sounding words.<br/><br/>Kicking and squirming, Truvy was not willing to be kidnapped even by the handsome devil Jacoda. Since she still had the use of her hands, she got an idea that e might have something useful in his pant pockets. Sticking her hands in his pockets since she was so close, she reached as far down as she could, searching for anything that might come in handy in getting out of her little perdicament. "You keep a lot of crap in your pockets..." she muttered as she rummaged around. Checking every second or so that Jacoda had his attentions elsewhere. That was when her hands found something sharp to the touch and she quickly jerked it out, grinning as she found herself face to blade with a knife. Trying to turn it around while he was running was far from easy as she tried to saw away at her rope bonds.<br/><br/>Oh this was going to prove to be a very interesting kidnapping indeed. People were staring and pointing as Jacoda ran down the street, murmurs and gasps of surprise or horror flitting over peoples features. Truvy had almost had the bonds cut when the knife slipped from her hand and clattered to the road, they left it far behind as Jacoda ran. Truvy was starting to feel sick from all the running and the blood that was no longer in her feet. "Jacohaaaaa!!!!! Puhh mehhh dowwwwhh!!!" Truvy yelled through the rag. Starting her squirming all over again, refusing to be still until she was put down. The only things good for Jacoda was the fact that there were plenty of vacant buildings for reconstruction in the closer part of the city.