Kurt inched forward with his cutlass ready.  This was no common wench before him.  Even the pampered beauties that belonged to men of noble station paled compared to the goddess of the moon's perfection.  And more than just beautiful, she was strong and spirited.  His lips curled as she whirled and shouted at him.<br/><br/>"Because I am no ordinary man," he answered as he inched closer and licked his lips lecherously while letting his eyes roam her shamelessly, "I am the greatest pirate to ever sail and I've come to take a treasure so precious and rare that my name will live forever on the lips of all who brave the sea.  I've come for what no man, be he mortal or god had been able to beg, steal, or take yet.  I'm here to tame the mistress of the very tides themselves and make you<em>mine and mine alone.</em>"<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Paige set the candle holder on one of the tables and considered the squirming mermaid before him.  Slowly he knelt down on one knee and reached out to run his fingers through her damp hair.  His pretty face was soft but his eyes were hard and he let the silence drag out without speaking.  Instead he touched her, his other hand moving to her cheek and down to that slender neck where he traced the edge of her gill.<br/><br/>His voice was quiet when he spoke, but it was the dangerously soft tone of cold anger.  "You fell..." he echoed, "Zen... What will it take to make you realize that you can't get away?  Look at you... helpless and drying out already...  Or is that the whole point?  Trying to beach yourself and get away from me that way are you?  You're too valuable to let go Zen, but I think I've been much too lenient with you..."<br/><br/>Then his hand in her hair curled to gather a fistful of hair and yank her head back as his other finger slipped under the flap of skin to brush the soft and tender flesh it was intended to protect.