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characters. All I own is Gianna and some additional characters. Please no
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Gianna stepped off the ship and looked back wistfully at the ocean. She did not want to be here right now. She was a pirate, a sailor! The sea ran in her blood and she was not the type who wanted to be separated from her ship. She was brutally yanked from her reverie by her best friend Victoria Dahllas.
"Come on Gianna!" Victoria crowed, dragging her by the arm into the heart of Tortuga, the most infamous and rowdy port to be found in the Caribbean. A haven of sorts for the many pirates of the Spanish Main.
Gianna grumbled oaths under her breath as Victoria sauntered into a tavern and greeted the barmaid with a hug. Victoria plopped down into a bar stool and ordered a drink. She looked at Gianna sharply, motioning for her to do the same.
"You know I hate these places, Victoria," she whispered harshly.
"Well it's unhealthy for you to spend so much bloody time on that ship of yours! You need to spend time with other people, have friends. And lovers!" She added with a raucous giggle.
Gianna rolled her eyes but couldn't help smiling at her friend.
"I mean," Victoria continued, "If I hadn't invited myself aboard your pirate ship, you would have absolutely no female company at all! That would be dreadful, not to mention extremely improper."
"I have little care for propriety," Gianna said, "And my "pirate ship" is the only home I've ever had, so don't you speak lightly of it!"
With that, Victoria finished her drink and went to grab Gianna's arm again, but she was able to jerk it from her grasp. As soon as they were back on the waterfront, Gianna made a mad dash for her ship, but it proved to be in vain. An angry glare from Victoria's cool gray eyes was enough to stop her in her tracks. Gianna whined loudly, but Victoria insisted she continue. So she sidled up to Victoria and they continued their trek along the docks of Tortuga.
The two girls ducked into a back street, trying to find the tailor's. As soon as they stepped off the main road, a crowd of young pirates, thieves, and rogues immediately surrounded Victoria. And it was no wonder. Victoria Dahllas was tall and thin, with almond-shaped gray eyes and long black hair. Her fair skin was unblemished and smooth, her face lovely. She was a sharp opposite to Gianna. Gianna was beautiful in an exotic way. She had been born in Sicily, so she was tan with flowing, wavy black hair. She had eyes of a deep chocolate brown, and her lips were a natural wine red and full. She was only about five feet tall, short for her 21 years, but she had a lean and lightly muscled body.
Victoria fought her way through the group of men and whispered into Gianna's ear, "They would crowd around you just the same if you would wipe that sullen look off your face!"
"Victoria, I'm not looking for attention from males and you know that. The sea is my only love."
Victoria rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, temporarily annoyed. Until she saw the port meeting house.
"Ooooh!" She exclaimed, and pulled Gianna through the large oaken doorway. Gianna succumbed to her friends ceaseless dragging on her arm, unaware that what happened next would change her life forever.
Gianna stepped off the ship and looked back wistfully at the ocean. She did not want to be here right now. She was a pirate, a sailor! The sea ran in her blood and she was not the type who wanted to be separated from her ship. She was brutally yanked from her reverie by her best friend Victoria Dahllas.
"Come on Gianna!" Victoria crowed, dragging her by the arm into the heart of Tortuga, the most infamous and rowdy port to be found in the Caribbean. A haven of sorts for the many pirates of the Spanish Main.
Gianna grumbled oaths under her breath as Victoria sauntered into a tavern and greeted the barmaid with a hug. Victoria plopped down into a bar stool and ordered a drink. She looked at Gianna sharply, motioning for her to do the same.
"You know I hate these places, Victoria," she whispered harshly.
"Well it's unhealthy for you to spend so much bloody time on that ship of yours! You need to spend time with other people, have friends. And lovers!" She added with a raucous giggle.
Gianna rolled her eyes but couldn't help smiling at her friend.
"I mean," Victoria continued, "If I hadn't invited myself aboard your pirate ship, you would have absolutely no female company at all! That would be dreadful, not to mention extremely improper."
"I have little care for propriety," Gianna said, "And my "pirate ship" is the only home I've ever had, so don't you speak lightly of it!"
With that, Victoria finished her drink and went to grab Gianna's arm again, but she was able to jerk it from her grasp. As soon as they were back on the waterfront, Gianna made a mad dash for her ship, but it proved to be in vain. An angry glare from Victoria's cool gray eyes was enough to stop her in her tracks. Gianna whined loudly, but Victoria insisted she continue. So she sidled up to Victoria and they continued their trek along the docks of Tortuga.
The two girls ducked into a back street, trying to find the tailor's. As soon as they stepped off the main road, a crowd of young pirates, thieves, and rogues immediately surrounded Victoria. And it was no wonder. Victoria Dahllas was tall and thin, with almond-shaped gray eyes and long black hair. Her fair skin was unblemished and smooth, her face lovely. She was a sharp opposite to Gianna. Gianna was beautiful in an exotic way. She had been born in Sicily, so she was tan with flowing, wavy black hair. She had eyes of a deep chocolate brown, and her lips were a natural wine red and full. She was only about five feet tall, short for her 21 years, but she had a lean and lightly muscled body.
Victoria fought her way through the group of men and whispered into Gianna's ear, "They would crowd around you just the same if you would wipe that sullen look off your face!"
"Victoria, I'm not looking for attention from males and you know that. The sea is my only love."
Victoria rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, temporarily annoyed. Until she saw the port meeting house.
"Ooooh!" She exclaimed, and pulled Gianna through the large oaken doorway. Gianna succumbed to her friends ceaseless dragging on her arm, unaware that what happened next would change her life forever.