Maeve
As always, Jack greets her the way that she deserves to be greeted. With all sly grins and purred words. She preens at the attention as per usual. Her smile is sugar sweet as she breezes past him. Maeve greets the other two women with nods and smiles as she moves towards the wheel of the ship. Pale fingers wrap around the railing of deck, holding on tightly as Jack takes his position, bringing them out of the port and onto the open water.
She's more prepared than everyone else here aside from Jack. She knows what's going to happen, but when it does? Her breath catches and a smile curls on painted lips, jade eyes sparkling just like the stars that fill the sails, letting out a delighted laugh as she turns to Jack. Maeve drifts towards him, holding on to the rail as she moves, letting her grip keep her steady so she doesn't lose her footing. Finally she reaches him and her hand finds his arm, slipping up to his bicep, squeezing gently, "Isn't this amazing? She was made to fly, Captain."
She's more prepared than everyone else here aside from Jack. She knows what's going to happen, but when it does? Her breath catches and a smile curls on painted lips, jade eyes sparkling just like the stars that fill the sails, letting out a delighted laugh as she turns to Jack. Maeve drifts towards him, holding on to the rail as she moves, letting her grip keep her steady so she doesn't lose her footing. Finally she reaches him and her hand finds his arm, slipping up to his bicep, squeezing gently, "Isn't this amazing? She was made to fly, Captain."
There's a room where the light won't find you
Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down
Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down
