You had been unconcious for a lot of key moments with the crew honestly but now that you were finally awake you found that the crew had been reunited by Stede and the others. Izzy was being extra antiscoial while he was drinking away his troubles with a bottle of rum or whiskey, whatever he could get his hands on.
You had been dressed in what robes they had on the Queen's ship. She had you in her office at the moment, trying to get to the bottom of how you fit into everything.
"So.. Let me get this straight, you.. Have been tortured for months on end, held captive in a facility near the shores of England this entire time and NO one, not even your own Captain came to your rescue!? Wow... that must suuuuck~" Queen purred condescendingly.
You play along and said, "Oh, it really was terrifying! I was so alone and no MAN would come save meeee, you must know how scary it can be for a nude woman amongst gross old men who only want to-" You change your tone of voice and your eyelids droop further across your irises like the very replication of danger, "-hook a needle beneath your toenails, scrape away the nerve infused quick and yank the entire nail out with pliers. They only wanted to heat up several hot pokers and joust them in under my ribs and shatter 3 of my ribs just to see how long I could last. To feed me the bare minimum for survival-" You stepped closer and closer, and Queen stumbled back, actually understanding why you were considered 'frightening' by Lucius all that time ago that he had told her.
Queen tried to smile, trying to seem in control of this situation. "Hahh, I see, you were never that... easy to..-"
"Manipulate? No, you'd be right there.. If. That was the word that had escaped you, that is?" You asked condescendingly back, parroting her previous tone. You smile with your eyes creepily sweet and tilted your head in that same manipulative way, serpentinely meandering to her desk and perching on the edge of it as she was forced backwards from your advances and fell into her throne at the head of the desk. You continue to smile in this way and say, "So you're the great Pirate Queen, huh? Technically, you should owe me your life. I killed the only men who planned elaborately yet accurately how to take down your entire fleet and bring you to your knees." You shrug nonchalantly, confident as you faced away from her, not alarmed by the thought of her attacking you.
And she took the opportunity, naiively.
She lunged with a short dagger, driving it towards the pocket where your neck met your shoulder but unable to make a mark as you grabbed her wrist and flung her over your shoulder, you pressed your heel into her throat while she grunts in pain from being flipped onto her back. You put enough pressure to make her choke and stare blankly down at her as you said, "I said you owed me your life not that you should take mine. What's wrong with you, not know enough English, (you used an old Chinese person slur for emphasis of your rage towards her)."
Queen frowned and said through gritted teeth, "You know about China?!"
"Of course I do, I told you, I LAY TO WASTE the ONE guy in the British army who wanted to mount your severed head on his wall of pirate taxidermy.. that guy was fucked in the head... But seriously, he had a detailed description of all your recruits, your ships, where you bought your canon balls, your gunpowder, everything. Even the damn ingredients for your soup.." You stated.
Her eyes blink, waterily. She couldn't say anything but she wanted to say a lot. To spit something back at you.
"But don't worry, I didn't JUST kill them. I set fire to the place. Who would'a thought that their fancy fabrics would be highly flammable!? HAHA!" You cackle and step over her, leaving a greyish dent in her larynx as she wheezed for breath. "Seriously, you shouldn't try and fuck with the person who ultimately saved your stupid fockin' life. Aight?" You spat fiercely just as Aunty came in.
