Miguel jumped back but was still nicked in the chest, the blade had cut through his shirt and grazed his skin. Miguel frowned and grabbed her arms, as an attempt to hold her still, The captain would like her as a prisoner. he thought. “Your ship over is going to sink, I’m afraid.” He said.
She glared at him, "Doesn't mean I'm gonna stop fighting," She growled, her eyes showing her sadness for the sinking ship for a moment before she tried to yank her arms free.
Miguel noticed the look of sadness and gave a quick sigh of pity before tightening his grip on her arms and putting them behind her back, yanking the sword fr her grasp, “Well there’s nothing you can do to stop it from doing so. You’re a prisoner now, say goodbye to your ship.” As Miguel said this another cannon fired at the ship and barely any people remained on the opposing boat.
She winced visibly when she heard the shot but quickly hid the reaction, silently saying goodbye to the ship before glaring over her shoulder at him. Arlie almost felt sorry for him as she kicked her leg backwards towards his stomach and groin, refusing to give up even if the ship was gone for.
Miguel yelped in pain but kept his grip on her, fumbling with his dagger, managing to hold it at her side, "One more protest from you and you'll sink like your ship." Another cannon boomed, the other ship was barely holding on. The captain made his way back and looked at the girl, "A prisoner, good work cabin boy." Miguel rolled his eyes, he hated being called by his work name.
"Cabin boy?" She snorted, doing her best to not focus on the sinking ship, "I'm not going to forget that one." Even with the dagger at her side, she tried again to escape from his grip, this time hooking her foot around the back of his knee and pulling forward, hoping he would stumble.
Miguel blushed slightly, "Shut up." He was surprised when she tried to escape again, he stumbled a bit but kept holding on, digging the dagger about an inch into her. The captain shook his head and grabbed the girls wrist, "Get some rope so we can this one up."
Arlie bit her tongue to keep herself from yelping when the dagger cut into her and she knew the cut would probably already be bleeding. She fought the captain's grip even more, trying the same tactics again on him to see if she could get away.
The captain frowned at her attempts while Miguel was getting rope, "Look St your boat and sat goodbye, girl.". Miguel came back with some rope and though they struggled because she fought with them, Migu and the captain managed to bound her wrists together, now it was time for the ankles. Miguel crouched to do so.
"I'll warn you now, don't do that cabin boy," She growled, poisoning her leg to kick towards him. she silently did as the captain said, saying one last goodbye to the ship before focusing on not getting her legs tied.
Miguel flinched slightly, it was barely noticeable. He grabbed her legs and attempted to hold them still while he start to bound them together.
When he grabbed her legs she aimed a kick towards his chest,making sure it was only strong enough to push him backwards and get the rope loose from her legs.
Miguel was kicked backwards and dropped the rope. He looked annoyed now and grabbed his dagger flipping it so the hilt was aimed at her head so he could knock her out, Miguel thrust it at her.
She ducked her head and grit her teeth, feeling the back on the dagger smack into the back of her head anyway, "Don't tie my legs and I'll stop," She growled.
Miguel frowned but dropped the rope and grabbed the rope attached to the girls wrists and began to lead her to the cell.
As much as she hated it, she kept to her word and behaved well while he led her to the cell, the back of her head throbbing from where the hilt of the dagger smacked into her.
Miguel lightly pushed the girl into her cell and shut it, giving a once over before turning to leave, "I'll be back with bandages for your wound." He said.
She huffed in response, already trying to untie her hands as she slid to the floor and sat down. Her mind was racing from what he just happened, the ship was gone, and she was locked in a cell with no clue what was going to happen to her.
Miguel came back half an hour later with medical supplies. He opened the cell door and closed it behind him, “I’m going to need you to come here and pull up your shirt enough so I can see the wound.”
Arlie scowled at him in response, her hands untied. She didn’t mention she was free though, wanting to have an advantage if she wanted to try to escape.
Miguel rolled his eyes, “Find I’ll do it myself.” He sat down in front of her and cautiously lifted up her shirt just enough so he could inspect the wound. It wasn’t deep and the bleeding had mostly stopped. First Miguel gingerly cleaned it then started to apply bandages.
Her eyes were narrowed at him the whole time he cleaned the wound and bandaged it, though silently she was thankful. Silently, she started looking around the cell, trying to figure out what the easiest way to break out.
When Miguel was done he saw that the girl was looking around, probably for ways.to escape, "I wouldn't bother if I were you. Even if you do escape where are you going to go? Bump into the sea and swim hundreds of miles to land?"
"Why would I listen to you?" She shot at him, scooting away from him once he was done with the bandages, "And yes, I would. If there wasn't a lifeboat anywhere on this ship."
"You'd drown." Miguel simply said and stood up, looking down at her. "Are you hungry?" He asked.
"Not if I stole a rowboat, Cabin boy. And yes, I am hungry." She replied, still scowling as she continued to study the cell.
Miguel rolled his eyes at the given name and turned to leave, "Ill be back with some food."
She didn't respond, waiting until he left before standing up and looking around, careful to keep the untied rope wrapped around her hands so it still looked like she was tied up.
Miguel came back a few minutes later with a tray of food noticing that the girl had stood up and was still looking around. He unlocked the door and stepped inside, closing it behind him, “Here you are.” He said, “I know you’ve done something to get yourself free, you seem like a smart person so you should have no trouble eating this.”
Arlie glanced at the tray of food in his hands and tried to decide what exactly he had brought, dropping the rope that had tied her hands to show him he was right. "Set it there, Cabin boy." She ordered, pointing to a random spot on the floor and not giving him a second glance as she focused on the top of the cell and tried to see if there was any weak spot there.
