Celina blew a piece of her hair out of her face as she and Thomas walked down the aisle. She had been excited when they had been invited to listen in on a meeting. She had been hoping she would learn some sort information that would help her. Instead she got nothing. Nothing except tricked into doing their shopping for them. There had to be some sort of weakness to them. She just couldn't find it, not yet anyways.

" I'm awfully sorry Miss Celina." Thomas sighed.

" It's alright Thomas. Morgan had it planned from the beginning. I could tell from the smirk he had on his face."
" You could?" He asked, surprised. " How?"
Celina paused. She couldn't just straight out tell him it was from all the years of practice she had from deceiving people and learning their body language.

" You learn a lot from watching people on the port all day." She explained. That wasn't a lie either.

" Oh wow. That's amazing. You must teach me one day! It could be helpful when I move up in the ranks." He gleamed. Celina couldn't stop herself from smiling. If he was excited over such a simple thing then she could only imagine how he would react if he knew the other things she could do.

They continued walked around the corner and came to a halt.
" Stop right there! Give us what you have and we will let ya go!"
Thomas whispered for her to run and she didn't second guess him. Instant she turned on her heel with Thomas behind her. Out of the corner of her eyes she spotted a store. Thomas would most likely pass out if he went inside but the thugs would leave them alone. So she turned and charged inside.

" Why . . . Why aren't they coming in?" Thomas asked as he watched the thugs curse at them before walking away. He turned and his cheeks flared at the sight of lace corsets and garters laid out in front of him.

" I didn't see anything Miss Celina!" He cried as he grabbed hold of her. The owner peered around the corner to see what caused the ruckus.

" Oh what do we have here! Such a young fine man as well!" She smiled. Thomas's grip tightened on her out of embarrassment.

" Thomas it's ok." She promised. " Lets just leave. We should be safe now."
" Can you lead me out Miss Celina?" He asked as he pulled away from her and covered his eyes. Celina placed his hand on her shoulder and waved goodbye to the owner as she walked outside. Well he didn't exactly pass out, but he was close to it.

For the rest of their shopping Thomas was skittish. Every time Celina would even glance at him he'd advert his gaze. Celina herself had seen much worse, walking into brothels to find the man or woman she was after, or even having to deal with men that nothing else except one thing on their mind. Compare to them Thomas was like a saint. It was almost hard for her to believe he was a pirate.

" Miss Celina would you mind if we stopped to look at a store?" He asked her kindly. The innocence in his eyes ate at her. She couldn't say no.

" If we hurry we will have time."

He thanked her and rushed into a black smith. Trying to see over the cargo she carried, Celina stumbled in behind him. Warmth swallowed her in a welcoming way. She couldn't stop herself from looking over the blades that hung proudly on the wall. Her eyes widened from the beauty. She had been needing a new blade. The two cutlasses that were strapped on her thighs were still in fairly good shape, but the knife she had hidden in her skirts was another thing. Maybe if they didn't leave tonight she could sneak out and purchase one.

She heard a sword being unsheathed and turned her head. Thomas stood there, with his own sword drawn, as if comparing it with the others.
" See any you like?" She whispered, worried that if she spoke too loud she would startle him.

" They are beautiful, but none that catch my eye. Now lets go-"
" Stop right there!"

Celina's shoulder's tensed. They were back. She narrowed her eyes and opened her mouth when Thomas stepped in front of her. Perhaps it was for the better. Her mouth was most liking going to get them in trouble rather than her blade.

" Can't we settle this outside!" The owner pleaded. He watched Thomas draw his sword, repeating the request. But it seemed that the thugs weren't having any of it. However the lady behind the pirate seemed to be rather calm. Perhaps too calm.

" Hey! Stop it right there!"
The guards ushered in and took the thugs down before they had to do any real damage. Just as their hands grazed Thomas the shop owner watched Celina pick up a fallen sword on the floor and fling it up with her foot. With ease it fell into her hands as she shifted the goods over to her other arm. Quickly she threw it, the blade slicing through the rope that held the chandelier up.

Thomas stumbled from the loud noise of it crashing down on the guards behind him.
" Lets go!" She demanded as she took his hand and yanked him out the back way. The shop owner stood with his mouth open. Did she really do what he just saw? No, surely he was going crazy.

" Miss Celina that was amazing! How did you think to do that?" Thomas asked as they stopped in an alley way. Celina kept her eyes peeled for any guards while she caught her breath.

" A lot of fights break out on the ports, you learn to take note of everything that goes on around you."

Again, not a complete lie.

" But lets not stay here for too long. The guards are most likely still looking for us."
She looked up at him and saw how smilely he was.

" What are you smiling about?" She grumbled as she turned her head, hiding the blush on her cheeks.

" You're just an amazing woman Miss Celina." He admitted. " No woman has been apart of our crew before, but I'm happy it was you."
Celina turned and began to walk without responding. She had shown too much already. This was wrong, so very wrong. She was suppose to breaking them, not the other way around.