[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#ff0000]Scarleth "Ruby Red" Pevensey[/color][/h1][img]http://stream1.gifsoup.com/view7/3129217/eliza-dushku2-o.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr]Scarleth smirked, a mischievous twinkle in her eye as she saw Callum begin to succumb to brutal murder. [i]That[/i] was the Pirate King she had sworn loyalty to, the one that she spent arguably the prime of her life working for. She tore her gaze away, instead continuing to move forward and onward, staying close to Mr. White. His suit was anything but, covered in blood from countless criminals.

[color=ff0000]"You might want to get that dry cleaned,"[/color] Scarleth suggested quietly, having silently moved right behind Mr. White. [color=ff0000]"Blood stains are awfully hard to get out of nice clothes..."[/color] She glanced up, smiling cutely. A darkness in her eyes suggested that the famed Ruby Red knew that all too well. It had been part of how she got her name, the spilling of blood on things meant for beauty and luxury. 

She arched an eyebrow as Mr. White fled onto his own ship, before boarding the [i]Gladius[/i] without looking even fazed about the events that just occurred. Death came as naturally to Scarleth as breathing did to others. She was born into death and destruction and chaos--she was [i]raised[/i] in it. Callum had already dashed off to the controls and turned the ship on, and while others may have been curious about who to declare captain, Scarleth had other ideas.

[color=ff0000]"What are the coordinates?"[/color] Scarleth asked, her voice as soft as a knife. [color=ff0000]"It wouldn't be unheard of to get a feel for our mission before we arrive."[/color]