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The following night, Yvette was excited to go back to the club. She found a nicer dress and glammed up a bit, Putting her hair up in a high ponytail before heading out. She walked again this time, remembering how lucky she'd been for doing so before. Maybe I shouldn't drink too much this time, she decided. Though it was super sweet of him to have driven her home before, she didn't want him to have to do so again this time. She was fairly embarrassed of how the night ended before, and she didn't want to look that way to him again.
Okay :)
Should we just have them meet at the club again? What did you have in mind?
He smirked back at her. "Ah, well, since you're offering," He placed a bucket at her feet along with a rag. "You can start by washing the deck." He winked. "Oh, and if you splash me again, we'll send you down in a net. This time, it'll be much longer before we reel you up, lassie." He grinned. "Erekson, make sure she washes the deck." He told the man. "Aye, sir!" The man said. He stood over Claire, a small smile on his face. "Welcome to the crew, ma'am." Was all he said.
Yvette nodded. "Thank you." Before dozing off, she took another look at him. He was very handsome, especially in the moonlight. It enhanced his features in a way that made him absolutely breathtaking. "Will I see you again?" She asked, fighting off the sleep in await for his answer. She clung to the covers, not taking her eyes off of him.
He merely chuckled. "I knew it," He began, "I saw yer reflexes in that cavern. I've got it figured out now." He nodded to a crew member, who kicked the sword out of her hand. "I know how we can make this right, lassie." He took her hand and pulled her up, smirking at her. "Yer on the crew now, whether you like it or not. If you refuse, I'll let you use yer imagination to think about the consequences."
Yvette awoke, looking around. Wow, that was fast, she thought. She moved to stand, but was far too sleepy. "Could you help me to my room?" She blushed. She didn't like asking all of this from him, but it was so late and she was exhausted. She didn't think she'd make it two steps inside without collapsing. She was having a hard time keeping her eyes open.
At that point, Ruben began to fight the girl. The crew began chanting, "Ruthless Ruben! Ruthless Ruben!" He was a very skilled swordsman, having been taught by his father when he was nine. His father wasn't a pirate, and he hadn't approved of Ruben become one himself. But his father always did enjoy a good fight with him, and Ruben had enjoyed them himself.
He soon disarmed the girl, and pointed to the sword. "Again." He ordered.
The crew laughed, and Ruben chuckled to himself. He watched her in the water, and the minute he saw her foot get caught, he motioned for Erekson to reel her up. He watched her dangle by her foot, and as the net dropped onto deck, he heard the thud. "So, here's the deal, lassie," He began, circling her, "I'm tired of yer attitude. I'm tired of yer melodramatic bullshit." He stated. He turned and pulled a sword from one of the crew members sheath. He tossed it in front of the girl. "So, let's fight it out." He grinned.
"I don't live to far away. Just turn left out of here, and then take a right on 4th Terrace." She told him. She straightened out a bit in her seat, trying to look nice. But she wound up falling asleep in the car. She wasn't used to staying out, or even up, this late, let alone drinking as much as she had. Her head slumped on her arm against the window, and she was out.
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