Ruby One-eye, sat atop of the foremast yard arm, tugging free the knots that bound the sails while docked.  She had arrived to the ship hours before, still dressed in her typical flare for her landing parties.  Tight and bright red bodice, a long and wispy dress with deep autumn colors, along with what appeared to be dozens of  streamers.  She was more than intoxicated when she boarded, and to her surprise only The Mistress was present.<br/><br/>"Doesn't this woman ever sleep?" Ruby recalled at the time, then handed over her usual fare to the dark lady.  "Two care packages as usual."  Wrapped in two blue bandana's, and tied with a small ruby adorned leather straps, the packages were Ruby's tribute to her crew.  The first bandana had a small leather sheathed paring knife and enough fruit to last a few days. "Our little weasel needs a bandana, Mistress, I didn't think he would take to red, so blue it is." The second bandana was much more full, so much so, Ruby had to essentially force the four corners in a knot, then tie it with her hallmark leather strap. "This one is for Bubba.  You know how he forgets to eat more than just the slop below."  Ruby had a soft spot for the hulk of a man, and thought of him like her brother more than anything.  The quiet man never said a word about her care packages, only nodding to Ruby from time to time, as he did his typical busy work.  The absolute best part about befriending Bubba, was that he kept that Jimmy away from her, which in Ruby's mind was more than a reason to keep the huge man well fed and happy with life on the ship.<br/><br/>Stumbling past Loiuse, and going below deck to her rope hammock,  Ruby carelessly dumped her small sea bag over the deck in a drunken stupor before laughing like a little girl.   "Aye, yoush are the drunken Ruby-One eyesh."  the laughing subsided in about five minutes when Ruby finally started to want to think clearly.  "Naked.  Dagger. Leathers.  Sleeveless crop top.  Boots. that's your  orshder." Ruby sluggishly thought.  Nearly an hour later, and a disaster where she belted her dagger to her naked waist, the pirate-salior finally was dressed and her belongings repacked.<br/><br/>That all led to her present situation.  Her pounding headache where the rum's effects wore off, the sun causing her to want to rip her eyes out, and her half way on this yard arm.   Ruby finished her chores and returned to the forward crows nest for a bit of a break.  It was common knowledge that the nest was usually punishment for other crew members, but more often than not, Ruby was always here with her own spyglass to watch the horizon. "I wonder if I am always being punished?  If so, let me have it."  The greying beauty pondered as she looked down to the others returning.  Taking one final breath,  Ruby One-eye from her perch decided to take a short cut to the main mast, to complete her work.  Pulling on one part of the rigging, she launched herself from the foremast to the mainmast.<br/><br/>The feat usually met with resounding success, and roars of clapping from the crew below, signifying their soon departure.  This time, however, went partly wrong.  She spotted Blue, and before she knew it, the older woman was splattered against the mainmasts shrouds, the square like webbing that gave access to those sails, and rigging.   "Son-of-a-bitch!" Ruby yelled out, barely managing to hang her left leg in one of the rope squares and dangling there like she had never been aboard a ship in her life.  Ruby always managed to look like a complete idiot in front of the mapmaker, and this was her crowning glory to that idiocy.  Grunting and heaving herself up, Ruby One-Eye peered around, and like she suspected, not one person missed the event. "Fuck."  She muttered and scurried to the next yard arm to release these sails as well.<br/><br/>"Maybe this trip, I can get her up here and let her see first hand the land she likes to draw."  The weathered pirate smiled with the thought and finished her duties, a smile on her face.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>