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Kira closed the door, closing the door softly behind her. Kira slowly turned around, gulping.
The cabin was huge! In front of her was a large wooden desk, with fancy legs, jewels outlining the edges of the table. Behind it sat a tall, velvet red Chair, outlined with gold patterns and a large headdress. A smaller, less decorated chair accompanied its side.
In front of the desk were smaller items such as a globe of the world, rolled up scrolls laid scattered on the floor, a large box of smashed clocks and a smaller box overflowing with jewels.
Tucked in the upper right corner of the room, was a huge Victorian style four poster bed with red curtains that were neatly tied back, revealing the crimson bed sheets that lay neatly on the bed. Near the upper left corner was a beautiful Grand Piano accompanied with a piano stool, which both, like the majority of the Cabin's contents, was several shades of Red, tattooed with gold indented patterns.
"Don't t-touch that!" Mr. Smee exclaimed. Kira withdrew her hand from the varnished surface of the Piano, bowing her head at Smee, "Sorry Mr. Smee." Kira returned her hand to her steadily bleeding cheek, "Urgghhh. It stings!"
Mr. Smee stepped forward, "Y-you remembered m-my name?!"
Kira frowned towards Smee, "Why would I forget your name!" Kira looked out one of the many stained glass windows, staring out at the calm ripples in the waves, as Mr. Smee stood there, slightly shocked. He cleared his throat, "W-why are you c-c-causing upset among the Cap'n's crew, b-boy?!" Smee stuttered, "If everyone acted like you, y-young boy, the C-Cap'n would have big trouble on his hands!"
Kira raised an eyebrow, extending a finger, "Han...d!" Kira stifled a giggle. Kira saw Mr. Smee trying not to smile, "Sorry, that was bad of me to say." Kira bowed her head sincerely.
"So w-why did you do it then b-boy?" Mr. Smee turned serious again.
Kira exhaled, "They didn't believe there was a Captain, sir. I just got a little too... vigilant, I suppose." Kira looked around, "Where is the Captain?!"
Smee began to look nervous, "P-please don't cause another u-uproar again boy, or you will be less fortunate next time." Mr. Smee's face fell to ease, "So why did you want to come to Neverland, young man?"
Kira's eyes widened, "I can't tell Smee the truth! If someone found out I am the Daughter of Jane, or the Granddaughter of Wendy... I don't know what they'd do. But I certainly know they wouldn't warm to it, tell them you've..." "I've come for adventures Smee! I want to explore Neverland, find buried treasure, see the Indians... and Mermaids! I want to be able to fly like Peter..."
Suddenly a door slammed open to the bottom right of the cabin. Kira clapped her hand to her mouth, "Oh God!"