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Cricket considered this for a moment. She then returned her pistol to the holster.

"More like ones about you skinning kids..." Cricket muttered under her breath.

She slunk out from the darkness, and she could see her better. She looked aristocratic.
Coralie certainly didn't seem threatening, but she knew looks could deceive.
And maybe she was being paranoid, but her paranoia had saved her many times. But she knew when to stand down.
"This friend of yours. How sure are you that he is trustworthy?"
She understood perfectly well the bounty out for her was enough to turn many against her.
For a moment, Cricket expression softened. She shook it off, pulling out her pistol.
"I..." Cricket crept back, her face a scowl. "I don't believe you." She hissed.
"I've heard the stories about you." Granted, she'd also heard stories Coralie could tell when someone was bluffing, which she desperately hoped was not true. Her gun wasn't loaded. She slowly slank back into the shadows.
"Cricket." She barked, hoping her alias would appease her. "My name is Cricket."
"No!" She bursts out as Coralie mentions her parents. Coralie raises her eyebrows.
"I- i mean, no. That's fine. Just...Drop me at your next port." Coralie opened her mouth to speak, but someone called from above. Cricket's eyes widened and she ducked back into the shadows immediately.
Maybe Coralie wasn't as bad as them all, but if she thought she would trust her not to sell her out, she was dead wrong.
"No!" She bursts out as Coralie mentions her parents. Coralie raises her eyebrows.
"I- i mean, no. That's fine. Just...Drop me at your next port." Coralie opened her mouth to speak, but someone called from above. Cricket's eyes widened and she ducked back into the shadows immediately.
Maybe Coralie wasn't as bad as them all, but if she thought she would trust her not to sell her out, she was dead wrong.
Cricket froze, her fight-or-flight deciding to not kick it at the time is would be most necessary-
But out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a hatch. She crept over and pulled it open, taking one last look at the Captain before ducking in.

Water. Freezing cold water. Wait, no, not water, it was... Rum? Oh, dreadful pirates. Of course the captain had heard the damned splash, and Cricket could see her shadow at the hatch. She swam upwards, breaking the surface, where the Captain held out her hand. Cricket took it, and the Captain pulled her up into the ship.

"So."
THE VENGEANCE- CRICKET.
..
Cricket had tried to get some sleep, but it had been a fruitless endeavor.
Sighing, she shifted, sinking against the wall.
Sometimes she wondered how her life would've been if she hadn't run away.
Is all of this really worth it?
CREEAAKK...
Her eyes snapped open, and she bolted upwards.
Shivering, she peaked out of her hiding spot.
Immediately she ducked back down into it.
Captain D'ambois.
She covered her mouth, feeling tears prick at her eyes.
She'd heard lots of stories about her. If she didn't skin her alive, and sell her body parts in jars, she'd most certainly turn her in.
She should have never ran.






CRICKET (KATHERINE BOUCHARD)

"No. You're crazy."
The boy glared at her, arms crossed. "Why not? You scared?"
"Are you kidding me? If their captain caught me, she'd skin me alive!"
"The only way to get out quickly is to stow away. If you're to much of a coward, have fun getting married."
Katherine felt a pang of emotion at the mention of her family.
"The Vengeance is the only ship leaving soon." Katherine looked towards the port, at the tall sails of the ships.
"You're right."
...

Katherine carefully slunk past the people guarding the ship, quietly descending the stairs.
She hid behind the barrels, and got ready to depart.
Also, sauron role is open
This also isn't too serious
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