Sarah inhaled deeply, for a moment taken aback by the lack of salt's tang in the air. Down on the main deck the sailors of the schooner that had not fallen in battle had thrown down their arms, many taking to their knees with hands above their heads. Clearly it had been a rout. The only real difficulty had lain in defeating the captain and that was done. Slowly, as the blond mutant girl peered about, her bosom stopped heaving.

"A duel?" Sarah questioned, "with you? Are you kidding? You just took a dagger to your own gut just to snatch away his blade. That was insane! I've never seen the scenario do that, just up its skill level to that degree!

"That was magnificent," she added, putting ebony fingernails to her own black stained lips and blew Laura a kiss, "simply magnificent!"

Shaking her head, golden locks bouncing across her slender, ebony silk wrapped shoulders, Sarah chuckled mirthfully. Thankfully, the Danger Room couldn't simulate a beheading... or at least- she was pretty sure it couldn't- could it? That would be damn freaky, rolling around on the ground and looking up at your own body. No, going up against Laura directly was tantamount to suicide.

Which... of course was why she wasn't going to.

"-and now that you're a captain now," she continued, changing subjects, "you're going to need the hat to suit the part."

Turning her back on Laura, Sarah examined the ruined wreck of the former captain. Planting her bare foot on the deceased captain's face Sarah turned his head and then leaned forwards, bending at the waist so that her shapely, naked buttocks, completely visible through the sheer silk was pointed directly at Laura. With that as distraction she carefully used one hand to scoop up the former captain's unused pistol in addition to his wide brimmed hat. The simple plan was to obscure the pistol with the hat, fire directly through the fabric and lay Laura flat.