Celina stood outside her shop trying to reel people in. She flaunted her beautiful flowers that she had in her hand, grabbing the attention of any man that's passed by. She wasn't sore on the eyes that's for sure and she knew it.
Thomas walked down the pier with his men as they walked towards the local bar. He had heard her voice before he saw her, but when he caught his first glimpse of her he couldn't bring himself to look away. Her eyes met his and she gave a kind smile.
" A beautiful flower for a beautiful pirate?" She asked as she held a tiger lilly out to him. Thomas paused. Just behind her the small shop she worked at stood. There an elderly woman sat with another young woman at her side. It was such a shame to see just pretty women needing to do this.
So he searched his pockets and handed her a coin.
" Thank you very much." She cheered as they exchanged. " Here, take an extra for your journeys. I know how rough the sea can be."
Before Thomas could decline she had disappeared, moving on to her next costumer.
Later that night the Celina walked into the bar to meet with her client. Though she knew that her face was well concealed she could help but pull her hood farther forward. Her eyes searched the crowd until she found who she was looking for. Then she made her way to corner table.
" It's about time you showed up."
Though they couldn't see it, she scowled down at them.
" This is a very professional place to deal to discuss a job." She spoke as she took her seat. The two men cocked an eyebrow.
" Aye so we have a lass on our hands? With all the rumors going around we were expecting someone who was a little more . . . masculine."
Celina watched their expressions turn filthy. Damn pirates and the disgusting minds.
" Don't underestimate me. Do you want to make a deal or no?" She pushed.
" To the point. I like it." He smirked. " We actually picked here because we wanted you to see your targets in person first."
Celina furred her brows in question. Then he turned and pointed to a group of men sitting at a center table. The same men that she had seen earlier that day.
" They're the Sirus. Cause quite a threat to the rest of us pirates."
" Why not handle it yourselves?" She asked.
" We're not stupid. If they found out it was us they'd slit our throats in our sleep. The only crew that have the balls to go against them is the Rika and they aint exactly the ones to tussle with either."
" So you need me to do your dirty work?"
" That's what you're know to doing aren't you? Don't kill em. Just sabotage. We don't want to take the chance of having the bounty coming back over our heads. Simple job no?"
Celina sat back in her chair and crossed her legs. " How much?"
" More than plenty. Come back after you've done your damage. We don't care what you do or how you do it. As long as it's done you'll get your pay. A wealthy one at that."
Celina closed the discussion and began to take her leave. She couldn't stop herself from stealing a glance of them as she passed. They all seemed happy, strong, good men. Ones that deserved to control the sea. At least she didn't have to kill them. Instead, she'd up all night trying to think of a way to make them crumble.
Celina straightened out her skirts and got ready for her on coming show. She had to create a scene that would stage her. From her observation they wouldn't let her stand there and have the chance of getting "kidnapped" from the pirates who intended to take her. With her flowers in hand she continued on with her normal routine.
Her eyes fluttered up and caught sight of orange hair. Now was their chance.
Suddenly a blade was at her throat. The men she was working with acted so well that she nearly reached for the blade that was under her skirts. Suddenly the port went quite.
" Hey. What's going on here?" The captain asked as stepped forward. " Can't we deal with this in a less violent manner?"
Celina grimaced as the blade sat a littel too comfortably on her throat. She began to tug hard on his arm, a warning for him to ease up on the act.
" It's none of your business." He growled from behind her. Celina now dropped her flower and gasped, both hands going up to fight against him.
" Watch it." She whispered. She could break free of his grip easily but the last thing she needed to do would be to break her character.
The Captain's eyes followed the blood as it trickled down her neck to her collar bone. Slowly, he raised his gun. One by one the rest of his crew followed suit.
" Let her go mate." He demanded lowly. Celina felt him hesitate then he threw her down on the floor and disappeared. She grunted and looked back behind her where he once stood. She'd have to show him to do something as stupid as that again.
" Are you alright?"
She looked up and saw the red head walk up to her, worry filling his eyes.
" Just a small cut. Nothing to be worried about." She answered as he helped her to her feet. His eyes trailed to the flowers beside her feet.
" It'll be alright, there's plenty more where that came from." She insisted as she eyed the trampled flowers.
" I can look at your wound on the ship. Please, follow us." A darker toned man insisted. Celina followed along in their tracks. Not one picked up on her act. They thought they were helping an innocent woman. Little did they know they were inviting an assassin onto their ship.
