The pirate had her eyebrow raised, once she heard Abigail whisper to her about what seems to be her future. She kept eye contact with her, slightly frowning at what seems to be distress. Although Vivienne wasn't sure whether if the young lass was glad about it, or if she was pretending to be. It made the woman looked the girl over, before giving her a small smile. "Not probable, sweet-cheeks. And I get it: Privilege never stroke me fancy, either. You feel restricted; limited. If you ask me, those chains should come off, and they should give you freedom. Isn't that what you want? To be free?", she asked, again, in curiosity. 

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Deep within the night, a dark ship loomed over the calm sea, like the spirit of death, as it glided ever so closely to Port Royale and its unsuspecting inhabitants. On another ship, that was hidden behind the two rocks, a few yards away from the dock, the lights upon it were doused to make it appear dark. An eyeglass unfolded, just in time to see this other ship drift in. The ship's quartermaster watched with a good eye as this other ship moved past them, towards the dock. 

[i]Come on, Vivienne...[/i]

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"INCOMING!"

The brunette heard the yell outside of the brig, just until the thundering sound of a cannonball hit the room, blowing a giant hole in Vivienne's cell, and creating a disturbance on the stone walls. Vivienne made a yell of surprise as the dust brushed over her and her saloon-like dress; however, the noise of stone crashing down didn't go unnoticed outside of her cell: the debris of rock that the cannonball hit near the girl, propelled an explosion of its debris to go flying. 

With much effort, Vivienne managed to push herself up, and take notice of the girl on the other side of the bars, laying nearby; either unconscious or dead, the pirate wasn't sure. Just by looking at her, Vivienne's sympathy came back, showing pity...and a little confusion. She didn't tell her ship to fire, nor to advance in any way. Plus, the ship was concealed behind the rocks, so the current blast range way out of its depth. Was it another ship? 

Using all the strength she had to stand, Vivienne looked out of the hole to peek outside the prison, which was clearly not big enough for her to go through, though took notice upon a sight she didn't expect to see: The nightly view of the harbor...with a ship blowing projectiles upon the town.