The drinking continued for a good half hour or more, though Reinette would be the first to admit she struggled to say for sure just how much time had passed. Though she normally had as excellent sense of it -- too many years literally watching it pass by -- now there were more critical things to focus on.
She continued her witty attack as best she could, keeping them distracted and amused so that the Doctor might free the other captives. But it was a fine line between what might be made fun of, and what were the more sensative pirate parts.
It continued on until one, then two, then three of the men declared her no longer amusing. (Or something with less syllables.) Reinette rather suspected they no longer wished to share their alcohol.
Again she felt herself shoved up, up, and towards the deck and the cold once more. Two hands were firm at her back, and she was shoved with an almost brute force towards the deck. Not for an upset, the thought, but because the pirates seemed to think it was their turn to be funny. They opted for physical humor, and people falling down.
Which Reinette would have accepted as well and could, until her fall, combined with another gust of winter wind, separated her from her hat. She felt her hair tumble free.
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Date: 2007-09-26 05:10 pm (UTC)She continued her witty attack as best she could, keeping them distracted and amused so that the Doctor might free the other captives. But it was a fine line between what might be made fun of, and what were the more sensative pirate parts.
It continued on until one, then two, then three of the men declared her no longer amusing. (Or something with less syllables.) Reinette rather suspected they no longer wished to share their alcohol.
Again she felt herself shoved up, up, and towards the deck and the cold once more. Two hands were firm at her back, and she was shoved with an almost brute force towards the deck. Not for an upset, the thought, but because the pirates seemed to think it was their turn to be funny. They opted for physical humor, and people falling down.
Which Reinette would have accepted as well and could, until her fall, combined with another gust of winter wind, separated her from her hat. She felt her hair tumble free.
This was not part of the plan.