Darren stood in his quarters watching out the bay window as the clouds gave way to his Mighty StellaBelle as she glided and flew her way toward the shores below. His legs clad in tight royal purple tights dressed up with bits of copper wire twisted and twined into beautiful designs traveling up his legs only giving way to his knee before traveling the rest of the way to his sash held hips. The sash was a fine copper colored silk strip tied through makeshift holes he had created. At the sash's tips hung various types of gears and bullets of his personal interest. His torso lay open for all to see the muscles he worked tirelessly to keep embraced by a white frilly sleeved shirt under an open purple and copper vest. At his right a beautifully crafted rapier hun ready for use, and on his back a large gun lay mounted and ready. His face was lean and chizzled like the rest of him holding to tanned skin surrounding pearl white teeth as he smirked seeing port come into view. His long blonde hair held in a low ponytail by a purple ribbon.<br/><br/>A snap of his finger and his first mate opened the door awaiting command. "Make ready to port.. get our tradable goods prepared and have the chef restock our food supplies. I want every single barrel and crate off Stella and on its way to land to be cleaned before we set sail at dawns first light. Am I clear?" His first mate nodded and saluted with a quick hyper, "Yes captain!" With that the man left and Darren again was on his own in his quarters. HE waited as the ship rocked and bowed carefully into place at the port. He was not the man to wait up top amongst the hurrying sailors under him.<br/><br/>Once fully docked he departed his private space and drug his larger fully copper colored coat around his broad strong shoulders. Tying his coin pouch to his hip he made plans to go check on stock and see about a pint at the pub. "While you're all at it treat Stella to a bath... I want her looking her best before we return home next week and I expect on the best for her!" HE took several more steps before he paused and looked over to his first mate, "Charles, ensure not a scratch is left on my girl... nor anything that I will disapprove of..." The man nodded quickly, "Aye aye Sir, enjoy your day out" Darren rolled his eyes and vanished into the busy docks and port market.<br/><br/>"You all heard the captain get to work cleaning her up! I want to see my boots in her floors and my face in her paint! Let go mates!" They all yelled and shouted at eachother while they went about their chores. Storing several crates and barrels off ship to clean the kitchen out. Even some crates and chests were brought out of Darren's quarters to allow his clothes to air out on the wind and his desk to be cleaned while he was away.