What's your treasure? (private for belisama and ablboy)

[Belisama]

Montagne grabbed onto the rope beside him as another cannon ball burst made the ship rock. "RETURN FIRE YOU IDIOTS!" he snarled and charged forward. Where was David? The boy could stand his ground but he wasn't going to risk it. Desperately he looked around for his son, barking orders as he went.
David was below deck, trying to help with the cannons. He was struggling with the linstocks, trying to get one to everyone. His father would want him confined to quarters and many of the men would agree but he had to help somehow.

[Luvtehyaoi]

Captain Hawthorne smirked. He supposed The Immortal Rose wasn't so immortal after all.

Especially not with his spy, Elias Josephs, working below decks.

His smirk grew into a wide, manical grin. Montagne was practically his. He could practically imagine him struggling in irons, his clothing ripped. He imagined Montagne being totally dominated by his rival.

"Take Montagne alive! And remember, Josephs is our spy, so if you could refrain from hurting him, that would be brilliant."

His crew all laughed at that. On one hand, he was a sadistic cruel bastard, but on the other, he was the most affable sadistic cruel bastard you could ever hope to meet.

[Belisama]

David finally made it back on deck only to see Hawthrone's ship. He froze until Montagne grabbed his shoulder. "Get into my quarters and lock the door! GO!" he yelled, relieved a bit that the cannons were finally firing. It would even the odds a bit. "PREPARE TO BE BOARDED!" he shouted, then drew his twin blades.
David ducked below the desk and sat down, sword in hand. He hated hiding but its what his father ordered so he obeyed. But god help whoever found him. To which he was praying fiercely to for the crew's safety.

[Luvtehyaoi]

Elias stood behind David, and nodded. "Yes sir."

Despite being a spy for Hawthorne, he was a brilliant, funny and altogether wonderful member of the Rose's crew.

And, truth be told, he found himself noticing Montagne a lot more than he should have.

He figured making friends with the captain's son would help his chances of getting noticed.

He was a handsome lad in his early 20s, with dark hair, and dark, myserious eyes.

[Belisama]

David jumped at Elias's voice. He hadn't heard the man come in after him. "By the sea Elias!" he said, grabbing his chest to calm his heart. "You almost sent me to the Locker!" His father had already told him he shouldn't say things like that sense he couldn't shake his "gentleboy's tongue". It made him sound like a child at play.
Montagne growled as he faced off with two of Hawthorne's men. His sheer size made this and even match. The fact he was trained in two different types of combat made only their captain a true challenge for him. "HAWTHORNE!" he yelled as he cut one down. "SHOW YOUR FACE COWARD! LET'S END THIS LIKE MEN."

[Luvtehyaoi]

Hawthorne smirked, and stepped forward. "Very well. Stand down, men!"

He drew his sword. "Tell me something... Do you ever dream about me at night? My cold steel ripping through your soft flesh?" He licked his lips. "I do."

[Belisama]

Montagne gave his men the signal to stand down. "Not exactly my idea of a dream," he said, pulling off his jacket and tossing it aside. "My dreams tend to be about wanton virgins and mounds of gold. What real men dream of."

[Luvtehyaoi]

Hawthorne removed his shirt. "Truely... Unfortunatly, now we must fight... Farewell, sweet prince."

The two captains locked blades.

[Belisama]

Montagne smirked as he faced down Hawthorne.
David couldn't stand it. It was too quiet outside. He ran up to the door and peaked out. "What are you doing Captain?" he whispered, just barely seeing the two of them face off.

[Luvtehyaoi]

Elias stood behind David. "Master! Let them fight."

Both sides of him were ripping themselves apart.

On the one hand, he was working for Hawthorne, and knew if he died, someone worse would take over.

On the other hand, he was in love with Montagne.