Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I STILL don't own any of the characters except
for Gwen and Katrina.
A.N.: I know it's taken forever to get the next chapter up. I didn't forget about this story, I just got kind of busy. ^_^ Please R&R
The older of the two girls was Gwen, or Gwen. She had long blonde hair that fell to her waist. She kept it up in a bun so that it would stay out of her face while she was working amongst the drunken pirates. Her eyes were a soft green, almost the color of grass, but lighter. Her skin was tanned from being in the sun many times. She had a firey temper and any of the regulars could tell you that. The younger of the two girls, Katrina or Kat to those who knew her best, was the opposite of Gwen. She had shorter dark hair. Her hair was the color of midnight as a matter of fact. Her eyes were a sharp blue and always seemed to be piercing the soul. If eyes are indeed the windows to the soul her soul was amazing. Her skin was milky white, as if she'd never seen the sun, only storms and the moon. She was not the kind of girl who would let anything happen to the ones she cared about, but she didn't like to pick fights. She could handle the drunks, but not quite as well as Gwen. The girls seemed like they were born to work with pirates. Although they were happy at the tavern, something was still missing.
A.N.: I know it's taken forever to get the next chapter up. I didn't forget about this story, I just got kind of busy. ^_^ Please R&R
The older of the two girls was Gwen, or Gwen. She had long blonde hair that fell to her waist. She kept it up in a bun so that it would stay out of her face while she was working amongst the drunken pirates. Her eyes were a soft green, almost the color of grass, but lighter. Her skin was tanned from being in the sun many times. She had a firey temper and any of the regulars could tell you that. The younger of the two girls, Katrina or Kat to those who knew her best, was the opposite of Gwen. She had shorter dark hair. Her hair was the color of midnight as a matter of fact. Her eyes were a sharp blue and always seemed to be piercing the soul. If eyes are indeed the windows to the soul her soul was amazing. Her skin was milky white, as if she'd never seen the sun, only storms and the moon. She was not the kind of girl who would let anything happen to the ones she cared about, but she didn't like to pick fights. She could handle the drunks, but not quite as well as Gwen. The girls seemed like they were born to work with pirates. Although they were happy at the tavern, something was still missing.