CallaLily180 said
"That snake was gifted to me from my old captain before he was beheaded for treason." Caoro was fully in tears Berton's corpse dropped to the floor and she just stared at it. "Please...please go Mam."

(ma'am)

(Yeah I know it just does that because I'm on my phone and I call my grandma that.)

Caoro looked at them and sighed still crying. "Please do Guyton." She tried to clear he eyes and regain composure, but the tear kept coming. "I am very sorry for my show of emotion, that was very rash."

( sorry)

Guy looked at the French lady with a black face, her accent had gotten to him and he understood nothing she had said, all she saw was a dead snake. He wasn't going to let it go to waste.

"mister guytun, may we have another test of your cooking skill, I don't believe we have had snake"

Caoro looked at Guyton. "You may cook him of course, I will just not be a part of the feast." She walked over to her bed and sat down calmly silent tears flooding.

Guyton gave a sympathetic nod to Caoro when she approved of his help. "No need to be sorry." He said in a some what softer tone than usual. He then took out a cloth and wrapped it around the now dead snake with some care and picked it up. He gave Guy a slight harsh look. "Not this time boy." He said in his normal stony tone before exiting the room.

She smiled faintly at Guyton, and got up from her bed. "Guyton do you wish for payment?" She had gold to spare and did not care about the price even if he was just going to throw Berton overboard.

Guy quit licking his lips when he realized it was the girls pet, guyton was being nicer than usual, so it had to mean something to someone, as he left he but a handkerchief on caoro's bed and silently shut the door behind him, he knew when people were sad, but he wasn't good at making them happy, usually he just fell from a high place and made them laugh, but these people actually cared for his health and he didn't want guyton touching his wounds, filling them his poisons and venom, or who knows what. Still he held back a tear, maybe she could use a drink, he knew he could. Guy began to walk to his bad, a makeshift hemic, with a bag under it. Inside the bag he pulled a large green bottle with a cork keeping it closed. He popped it off cork and inhaled fumes of what seemed like an old grape.

"ah, you were a sweet treasure, but any more time to age and you would be rotten, he said pulling 2 dirty glasses out, one for himself, and one for the weaping girl, she clearly had an eye for the finer things, and this 123 year old wine would be something she likes, and though it was supposed to be gifted to the one he was to marry, he had realized no one would do such a deed, so why not use it on the crew that treated him so well, as he walked into her room, on his tip toes, he looked for eri, hoping she didn't think it was booze.

Caoro looked up and was surprised by who she saw. "Hello Guy how are you this evening?" Her face was red with tears, this man was the one who had suggested cooking Berton. She wanted to scream and pull out her flintlock, she wanted to send for her navy to shoot this man down, but she didn't do anything of the sort instead she smiled at him and acted polite.

Guy handed her a glass of the wine, and looked down. He felt bad for what he said, but he was starving in his rations.

"ma'am I must apologize for what I said earlier" he said, pausing as he spoke.

He looked at were the animal was, almost as if he saw a ghost, the wine would not cut for what he said, but he hoped he could show how much he felt bad, this was with him his whole life, when his owners tried to take it, he would beat them senselessly and anyone who tried to stop his would be elbowed.

Caoro took a sip of the wine, it was very well aged. "No harsh feelings." She lied she knew this man was starving they all were, but that was her pet and he did not have that right. She got up and looked under her bed she pulled out a chest and opened it, it was full of food that was meant to be hers but she gave it to Guy. "Here, it is for the wine. A fair trade I presume?" She took another sip of the wine. "If you would like share it with the crew."

Oboro ran outside, she reached the rail and huged herself crying like a child, after doing such thing who would want her as friend? next to her was Eri sitting on the rail with her mouth filled of special grilled fish , Eri tried to calm Oboro down and offered her some fish

thought he was starving and he began to drool, but he snapped out of it, he wasn't going to give in, despite how much he wanted to give in, still he let out a faked smile and a thumbs up as he stepped to the door, leaving the wine at her bed side, and his full glass still on the table.

"hey, you deserve it, dealing with all of us, besides I don't deserve this wine, someone of such fine taste does, he said, he had figured out she was from a rich family.

he left the room with his shoulders slouched, and his pride (what little he had) broken.

Caoro walked outside too and put a hand on his shoulder. "Hey we can talk a deal." She daid desperately

Guyton had exited the room and headed to the railing of the ship. He wore a slight frown as he looked down at the cloth that held the dead snake. He let out a slight sigh before he mumble an old Jamaican prayer. He then slowly dropped the cloth over bored. He let out another sigh and leaned against the railing. watching the cloth disappear under the waves

Guy took a while to perk up and hold his fake smile, he felt himself dying inside talking to such a beautiful woman, he hardly could deal with eri, still he couldn't let her down.

"yes ma'am" he said trying not to look at her breast or eye so he doesn't look perverted.

Caoro smiled at him and took him back into her room. "So lets make a deal."

Guy looked at the wine, feeling as if he had betrayed his father, but only in order save his soul, he was sure he would understand.

"what you have in mind, no kissing, you seem to be a fan since you could kiss eri" he said, grinning

Caoro's eyes widened slightly. "I was thinking you and me talk nothing more."

Once his business with the snake was down Guyton turned his attention to Eri and the sobbing Oboro. He walked over to the to looking down at Oboro. He let out a sigh, he was starting to doubt that this was indeed a pirate ship. "Stop da crying girl... It's okay." He said with a awkward part to Oboro's shoulder.

Guy tightened his legs, he had heard that before, when he was made a prostitute he had clients that 'just wanted to talk' but ended up to get a free one, though he couldn't see why she would want that, still he was afraid to go on, yet he turned to her, his wide smirk shining and his eyes squinting,

"what'cha wanna talk about" he said