p i r a t e

"In an honest service there is thin commons, low wages, and hard labor; in this, plenty and satiety, pleasure and ease, liberty and power; and who would not balance creditor on this side, when all the hazard that is run for it, at worst, is only a sour look or two at choking. No, a merry life and a short one, shall be my motto." -Bartholomew "Black Bart" Roberts

[valiantandfair]

b-gheera:

“ We’ll see about that. I prefer hunts to this.  “  Bagheera told her and waited his turn. When he allowed to throw, he made the ball bounce in his hand to evaluate its weight , then threw it. All the cans did not fall. Which left him perfectly perplexed - well even more than he already were.  “ This game is cheated. “

“I haven’t seen any horses or hounds around here, though,” Guinevere mused when he told her that he preferred hunting, assuming he meant the sort of hunt she was used to. It looked like his aim was true, and she would have cheered, except that the cans wobbled only slightly from the impact. She looked at the stall merchant with a perplexed expression. “Sir, what is the meaning of this?” She demanded with a queenly air. 

“Shame, that,” the teenage boy shrugged. “Gotta throw it harder, I guess.”

[amournfulelegy]

The one thing Bagheera would never reaaaally understand about humans, was their cravings for sweets or their pet games.  A fair, to him, was something so ridiculous and fascinating at the same time. He saw the colors through a human eye , it seemed vivid, while the rest of his senses seemed numb.  He had stopped at a stand to observe people throwing stuff at some cans for …a plushie. It left him….skeptical. More so when offered to play.  “You want me….to throw a ball … “ he blinked and sighed. “Do you want whatever I’ll get from this….ball contest ? “ he asked the person next to him. Might as well…be useful to someone…maybe. 

[valiantandfair]

The fair was actually somewhat familiar for Guinevere, it reminded her of the festivities that went on surrounding the jousting tournaments back home. There were always games and food stands surrounding the main event, the city flooded with people from all over the countryside, there to be entertained. Guinevere had never participated in the festivities, though, too busy organizing feasts and greeting visiting knights and dignitaries to mingle amongst the people, so she was enjoying the opportunity to be normal. She glanced up at the large man beside her as he commented on the game, somewhat skeptical, then nodded. “Sure, why not? And you just might have some fun,” she smiled, if she was going to get into the spirit, she might as well try to get everyone else into it, as well.

[amournfulelegy]

“Actually, it’s pronounced  Chi - DEE - keh. “  the man corrected for the thousand times this day, okay maybe that was exagerated, but people had troubles with his name, which was fine, as long as he could correct and point them in the right direction.

[valiantandfair]

“Chi-DEE-keh,” Guinevere repeated after him, trying to make sure she got it right. It was just so different from the names she was used to, and her accent certainly wasn’t helping things. “I’ve never heard a name like that before. Where did you say you were from, again?”

[valiantandfair]

princess-attina:

Attina inhales deeply and nods slowly. “I understand. I no longer feel like a princess of Atlantica here where I’m not in my element. I suppose…” She looks thoughtful. “I suppose that could be a good thing… in a way.”

Guinevere smiled tentatively. “My thoughts exactly. What is a queen without a kingdom?” She mused with a rueful smile. “It’s... a break of a sort, I suppose. It’s out of the ordinary, but I believe in making the best of any situation.”

[valiantandfair]

princesstianaofthebayou:

“That sounds about right. I wonder if everybody here’s been dealin’ with the same thing. Lord knows there’s a certain kind of magic back where I’m from. Wouldn’t be surprised if it brought me here.” Tiana reasoned aloud. Guinevere’s comment about her name caused Tiana’s brow to furrow a touch in confusion. “Why do you find your name cumbersome? If I may ask, o’ course.”

“That seems to be the case, I haven’t met anyone who’s from here originally, apparently everyone is from somewhere else.” Guinevere nodded, she could imagine that it was the work of magic. What kind of magic, she couldn’t begin to guess. That kind of thing was more in Merlin’s court than her own. “It’s just... long, compared to the names of others where I’m from.”

[valiantandfair]

daughterofllyr:

”Well, I hadn’t any choice in relying on them at first,” she replies. Escaping the wrathful clutches of the Horned King, and subsequently ridding the world of him, required all of them working together. Granted, having seen the way they worked to save Prydain, if they had all met under different, more pleasant, circumstances, Eilonwy thinks she would have given them her trust anyway. 

It all seems like a lifetime ago. Really, it feels like a lifetime has passed since she’s seen any of her those friends who were so dear to her. Sure she had formed some relationships at court, but most of them felt superficial at best. “I won’t.” There’s a determination in both her voice, though that’s hardly unusual. Of course, while she could easily talk all day about the people she cared about before being sent away, it seems rude to do so. “But what of your friends? Or family? Surely you would rather be looking for them.” 

A soft sigh escapes her lips when Eilonwy asks about her own friends and family. The worst part about being here was missing the people she’d left behind, so she tried not to focus on it too much. “I am keeping an eye out for them, of course, but I’m afraid they’d be much better suited to finding me than the other way around.” She smiled, she’d learned in the past that she was best suited to keeping herself safe until someone came to rescue her.

“But I do miss them... and I worry for them, especially my dear friend Isolde. She’s such a lovely girl, but she does make such bad decisions.” Not that Guinevere was in much of a position to judge, but she wouldn’t admit that. “Even the knights, although I know they can look after themselves.” There was one knight in particular she worried about more than the others, but she couldn’t admit that either. “And the King, my husband, of course I miss him.” She added hurriedly, almost as an afterthought.

[valiantandfair]

princess-attina:

Attina blinked, her eyes widening a bit. “A queen? You’re a queen?” 

And this was why she didn’t talk about it. She smiled, brushing her hair back behind her ear, and nodded, her back straightening almost imperceptibly. “Yes, I’m the Queen of Camelot. Or, I was. I’m not sure it still counts as long as I’m here, certainly no one here treats me as such, but nor do I expect them to.”

[valiantandfair]

princess-attina:

“What responsibilities did you have in your home?,” she asked, suddenly curious. Here Attina had been, reminiscing and complaining (which she had felt so anxious to do) but she hadn’t yet learned much about the other. Finally vented out, her curiousity had sparked.

Guinevere hesitates before answering, she had been avoiding telling anyone about her ‘job’ in Camelot, but she wasn’t about to lie outright when asked. “I was Queen, so part of my responsibilities included looking after all the young women entrusted to my court.”

[valiantandfair]

daughterofllyr:

“Well, he tries at any rate,” she replies, correcting herself. Though Eilowny thinks highly of all of her companions, she would hate for one of them to leave someone disappointed. “And I rather like his songs.” Granted, her favorites were always the ones composed about the adventures she and her companions had gone on. Faint laughter of her own fills the air around them as she hears the Queen’s. Eilonwy does suppose their group is an unusual one. She also wonders if her descriptions do them any justice. 

What Guinevere knows, Eilonwy has still yet to learn. She’s still yet to decipher all of her emotions, and with how confusing they all are (rudely swarming about her head like a bunch of bees at the nearest flower patch) she doesn’t particularly want to take the time to figure it out. It’s the only reason she ignores the Queen’s comment, choosing instead to reply to the next one. “They’re wonderful.” Eclectic, yes.  But she wouldn’t have it any other way. “Thank you.” 

Guinevere smiles at the correction, although she would still like to hear him nonetheless. She’s always enjoyed music, and tales of heroic deeds and fearsome tasks are always entertaining. Of course, at the court of Camelot only the most talented bards perform for the king and queen, but Guinevere thinks she could stand to hear some of the works of those who have yet to be recognized throughout the land. 

She does not push the girl where she is not yet ready to go. There is time enough for her to grow into her feelings, and Guinevere cannot help but think that she should treasure every moment of her childhood. It would be over all too soon, as she well knew. “They sound it, I’m glad that you have found a good group of friends you can rely on. Once you find them, and I’m sure you will, be sure that you hold onto them.”

[valiantandfair]

princess-attina:

Attina frowned, shaking her head. “I don’t know yet. But it’s my job as eldest sister to look out for my little sisters and my kingdom, and I can’t do that here. No matter how long it takes, I’ll find a way.” She sighs, looking around. “… Somehow.”

Guinevere nodded. “I know what it is to have responsibilities like that. I hope that you succeed.” Hearing her speak of her kingdom, Guinevere felt a bit guilty for enjoying her time here, away from the pressures of being queen... but then again, she was sure that soon enough, someone would come to rescue her. They always had before.

[valiantandfair]

princesstianaofthebayou:

“Really? Are you…Have you had a hard time adjusting?” Tiana inquired before holding her hand out to the blonde. “Tiana. It’s a pleasure to meetcha Guinevere. That’s a regal name right there! Is it a family name?”

Guinevere thought about the question for a moment, then shook her head. “Not particularly, the people I’ve met have been very kind, if somewhat confused. It is very different from my home, though.” She explained, she hesitated to explain that she was actually enjoying this world. “Thank you, but I believe I’m the first of my family to have it. I sometimes think it is a bit unmanageable, myself.”

[redmour-patton-deactivated20180]

Sitting at a diner counter, Tiana tapped her feet impatiently on a bar stool as she awaited word from the manager about a job position. There wasn’t a whole lot Tiana knew, but she did know that she wouldn’t survive long without a job. Fortunately, the manager seemed to be rather fascinated by her circumstances, and was equally generous as she offered the frightened princess a free meal. Not one to say no, she took the meal with a grateful smile. As she ate and took mental notes on how she might be able to improve the food (all of this to divert her horrified brain from panicking), she noticed that a stranger sat down beside her. “So…You a local or new in town?” she inquired, looking over to the other with a weary smile.

[valiantandfair]

Guinevere had found the diner in question shortly after arriving in town, and she had quickly become a regular. The food was decent --if completely different from her usual fare-- and the owner was kind, and since she didn’t really know anyone in town, seeing a friendly face was a balm on the soul. She took a seat at the counter, as she usually did, and smiled at the girl next to her. “New, I suppose. I’ve been here for a few weeks now,” she explained. “My name is Guinevere. Are you new, as well?”

[thecleorodrigez]

the last thing rapunzel remembered was being outside that cave of water. she wasn’t sure what had happened after she saved herself and flynn. she had showed him her one secret and what… maybe he wanted to escape her because he was afraid. maybe this was all just a dream. she was more confused than she needed to be. let alone than she wanted to be. she took a deep breath in and looked at the person in front of her, “where am i? what is this world?” she asked aloud, unsure if anyone was even listening to her talk. not exactly scared but confused. she wanted answers.

[valiantandfair]

Enjoying a lazy afternoon in her own backyard was a luxury that Guinevere was unaccustomed to, and it seemed as though it would be one she would not get the chance to grow accustomed to. She wasn’t quite sure how the girl came to be there, but she was daydreaming when she suddenly looked over, and there she was. Guinevere swallowed her surprise, from the girl’s questions, she was new. “Right now, you’re in my backyard, in the town of Fairvale. As for this world... well, I’m not entirely sure about that, or about how you got here. But my name is Guinevere, and at least for the moment you are safe here, I promise you.”

[valiantandfair]

princess-attina:

“I did not leave my family behind,” Attina said with a frown. “I don’t know how I ended up here but I promised myself I’d see them again. I would find a way.”

“I didn’t mean--” Guinevere stopped, taking a deep breath as she was misunderstood again. Since arriving here, she had concerned herself with making a living here, not only because she didn’t mind this world so much, but also because she wasn’t used to saving herself from these things. In her experience, it was best to wait for someone to come and save her when she was in trouble. The idea of finding a way to get home herself was foreign and seemed foolhardy. “And how do you propose to do that?”

[valiantandfair]

daughterofllyr:

“Thank you,” she repeats, glad to hear that perhaps one day she’ll be able to repay all of Guinevere’s kindness. With merry steps, she follows the Queen in the direction of the mall. 

“Well let’s see.” Her finger taps at her chin as she tries to think of how best to describe them all. “There is Fflewddur, who’s rather tall and gangly and perhaps more blonde than I. He’s a great bard, you know.” It’s something of a lie - his strings are always snapping - but she thinks that is how he would like best to be recognized. “And Doli, who I would say is short both in stature and in temperament.” Always grumping about the place, that one was. And yet, he was one of the best people she knew. “Oh! We mustn’t forget Gurgi. He’s rather hard to miss.” Impossible to miss really, given that he’s neither human or animal, but rather some perplexing combination of them both. And even before seeing him, Eilonwy is positive that she would smell him from at least a mile off. “Or Taran. Taran is…” her voice trails off. The best word she has for him is infuriating. Still, she misses their spats. She misses threatening never to speak to him again. “Well, he is something else all together.” 

“Ffleddur, the great bard. I hope I shall get to hear him play one day,” Guinevere comments as Eilonwy gets going, smiling at the whimsical descriptions of her companions. They certainly sound like an eclectic bunch, but she imagines that only adds to their charm. She always did like to hear the stories the knights would tell about the fascinating people they met and the places they saw. She giggles with amusement at her other descriptions, nodding at her to continue.

When she reaches the final one, Guinevere casts her a sidelong glance, a knowing smirk drawing up the corner of her mouth as she recognizes the look in the young girl’s eye. “I’m sure he’s something special, indeed.” She says with a soft chuckle. “They do sound like a curious lot, but I hope one day I’ll get to meet them. If I see anyone who fits your descriptions, I’ll be sure to ask after them for you.”

[valiantandfair]

princess-attina:

Attina’s expression softened. “No… It’s okay. I don’t mean to be so touchy, it’s just that magic really hurt my family before so I don’t like it very much. And I also miss them very much right now… My family.” 

“I can understand that. What I have seen of magic myself has not always been good.” She empathizes with the merperson, and not only in her opinion of magic. “I think most of us here have left someone behind that we wish to see again. We can only hope that it is fated to be.”

[valiantandfair]

daughterofllyr:

The concept of this ‘mall’ intrigues Eilonwy, as she always did love going to the market. It was one of the few places that matched her in energy. “That sounds wonderful,” Eilonwy replies, a wide grin taking over her features.  The prospect of being surrounded by others of a similar age, of potentially finding some of her friends amongst them, brings the princess an added joy. “Thank you, Guinevere,” she adds, restating her appreciation. “If there is ever a way I might repay your kindness, please let me know.”  Though she lacks some of the elegance and grace that the ladies of court present themselves with, Eilonwy likes to think that she possesses at least some of their manners. 

Finding a way to make the energetic girl smile made Guinevere glad that she had run into her, that she could help her in some way. “Of course, I’ll remember that,” she smiles brightly, before turning to lead the way to the mall. “Why don’t you tell me about these friends of yours? That way, if I see them I might able to recognize them and send them to you,” she suggested, also because she’d like to learn more about the wild girl with her.