<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/75/Georgianahastings.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Georgiana Hastings<br/><em><strong>This 'ere crew stinks, methinks they need to walk the plank with a bar of soap in hand</strong></em><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Georgiana had expected the so-called Captain to speak again but instead it seemed he had no control over the rabble of a crew that were in his possession. Another female pirate, one that had been callously pushing them earlier on stepped forward now to have her say. Clara gulped loudly but nodded her head vigorously completely agreeing with the strange looking, foul smelling woman that they should indeed be treated to the best.<br/><br/>Georgiana was no fool however and suffered them lightly, she knew the woman was obviously dangerous, one didn't hang around with cutthroats to sing them lullaby's after all and as the men seemed to thrill at every word, laughing raucously it was more than clear that she was in someway respected as any other pirate probably was on board the vessel. The woman moved closer to Georgiana and she could clearly see the whites of her eyes and the venom held in those dark pools.<br/><br/>It was a good job that she was held because her legs would have gone weak with the level of trembling that they did as blades and rope and men were all listed off. Even with fear taking hold, the young English woman would not let herself be bested by any pirate. They were nothing short of beasts in her opinion and she was used to voicing her opinion. Her own hazel eyes flickered for a moment to the garish brute that had been indicated, his gormless expression and toothless mouth caused Georgiana to exclaim loudly a simple<strong>"Yewww!"</strong>sound of repulsion.<br/><br/>Another voice broke in, a Spanish accent curling it and feeling the pirates hands upon her arms tighten more as if she were really going to take flight, Georgiana glanced first up at the brute who was holding her before glancing to the man now speaking. She knew he was mocking her but tilted her chin up proudly anyhow. At least until he pointed out the ship she had been sailing on. Both women turned their gazes slowly on the English vessel and gasped. Georgiana had only one thought and it was not for the crew if any remained but for the precious cargo of shoes in its hull. Her beautiful expensive shoes!<br/><br/><strong>"No!"</strong>she stomped the heel of her shoe onto the fools foot and the large oaf behind her released her instantly, that mere second was enough to see her run at least two steps in the direction of her ship,<strong>"My sho..."</strong>