Neckbreaker Jack, Tortuga Streets, Tag: Jec, Ylria
"Listen, listen, listen, ladies.
There be no need for all these questionings. You need helping out, I want to help out. What more needs there be questioning about?" He shrugged, giving Ylria's hand a slightly too firm squeeze, his grin widening at her posturing.
"Drink sounds like a wonderful idea!"
He nodded, extending large hands to come resting upon the girls shoulders, strong and sinewy. He began stepping towards the bar, musing.
"That said, Evil Rock being a captain be a little outdated information."
He nodded.. and his hands wandered lower.. well he wanted -something- from them alright. The problem was, just as his hands came to grope one bottom each, he mused:
"Evil Rock was a powerful pirate captain, aye. About to be named one of the pirate-lords if she'd been patient a few years longer, I reckon.. and she loathes women with a passion, that be true too. Unlike yours truly."
Those hands had reached their goal, giving a firm squeeze.. but if he was dissuaded now, he'd propably stop being... cooperative.
"But she ain't captain no longer. That said,.. if ye be looking for a crew, how about I show ye the best crew there is... ah, there we are."
He smirked, pushing open the door to Captain Bartholomew's Revenge.. a more expensive looking pirated-drinking-establishment. Which, in this town, ment there were no holes in the walls or ceiling, and only a small splattering of fluids of unknown origin upon the ground.
Entering the tavern, there was a slightly suspicious scent in the air, several more well-dressed piratey types drinking, a couple of tiger-folks mingling among them, the guy giving Jec a brief, interested look... it was interested and not just hungry,,.. right?
Jack smirked, stepping through the people, ordering:
"Three drinks, and none of yer crappier stuff. Whiskey for me.. whatever these beauties want."
Then, whispering to the two:
"Wanna see what true power's like?"
He mused, before pulling up his sleeve.. showing a large tatoo of a four-fingered, red claw covering the back of his hand up to his arm. The grouchy barmaids demenaour immediatly changed, with her forcing a smile and nodding, with a slight bow. "Yes, sire."
"So.. whilest this hottie draws our complimentary, on the house drinks, tell me, ..."
He smirked, adjusting his sleeve.
"What be ye really looking for. See, two kinds 'o womenfolk be here, whores.. and pirate lasses.. on occasion with intermingling borders between these two, but... Me Captain teaches womenfolk to respect themselves more than be simple ships-whores.
Ye see, I didn't get this far by being an idiot. Ye don't be looking like yer ordinary whore, unless ye're into some really kinky stuff.. in which case do tell more!"
He smirked.
"Nah, I be thinking, ye must belong to another crew.. but there be no fighting or mutineering I'd know off... Oh to be clear, I ain't pryin' in your business, I'm on yer side here, just curious... mayhaps you have further business, asking for a women-folk hating pirate in partricular?" He tilted his head... whilest his hands began wandering back to the girls bottoms!
