polyonymous: (trees are swaying in the wind)
edward teach ([personal profile] polyonymous) wrote in [personal profile] funhinged 2022-04-11 03:41 am (UTC)

[Ed's heaved through the door himself mere seconds later, kicking and hissing, because a pirate doesn't let himself be carried into a cell. There's blood flecked in his beard and around his collar, but no worries. It's not his.]

Don't fucking touch me!

[It's as much for show as it is a legitimate frustration. He hates this part, the arms bound and hands grabbing and hair pulled; it all makes him feel more trapped than an actual cell. Sours his gut.

He gets one more sharp elbow in somebody's side, and then he's tossed into the cell beside Stede's. Not even the same one! What the hell kind of operation is this? It's the principle of the matter that really ticks him off. What kind of captor doesn't at least toss his prisoners into cells two by two? Whatever. Ed spits after them as all but one of the men leave, and then slumps back to sit his ass down on the filthy floor.

As if they're just having lunch in the captain's quarters, he looks up and over at Stede through the bars between them and gives him a relieved little smile. He doesn't look beat up or anything. It calms him down a little.]


Don't worry. Every good pirate is familiar with temporary imprisonment. You alright?

Post a comment in response:

(will be screened)
(will be screened if not validated)
If you don't have an account you can create one now.
HTML doesn't work in the subject.
More info about formatting

If you are unable to use this captcha for any reason, please contact us by email at support@dreamwidth.org