Hook

"Me. Smee!" The Captain called. "Tell the crew to be ready for inspection!"
"R-right away Ca-captain." Mr. Smee nervously stuttered as he wobbled away to the crew's barracks, and got them lined up within minutes.

"First rule when aboard the Jolly Roger!" Captain Hook shouted as she stalked up and down the line of trembling ship-mates. "Always follow Captain's orders! Rule two, you will have the utmost bravery in battle. Cowardice and foolishness is a sign of weakness that will NOT be tolerated." The Captain paused and looked directly at one of the ship-mates, causing him to dewar profusely .

"Finally, rule three," the Captain continued "-our ship's motto- always have good form, for BAD form is strictly prohibited. Whoever provokes or breaks these rules- especially the last- will receive a punishment directly from me. "Is that clear?" She stopped in front of the line of pirates, and they all nodded.
"Good, now get yourselves cleaned up. You lot smell foul."

Satisfied, the captain began to walk away as an unlucky ship-mate laughed under his breath, "of course Captain Goody-Goody"

Captain Hook stopped rigidly in her tracks, turned around sharply, and walked straight towards the source of the comment. The fingers on her right hand instinctively inched toward her sword.

"What is your name, pirate?" She demanded, staring daggers at him.

"Charles Carrigan, Captain" his voice came out hoarse.

"Ah, yes. Do you mind sharing your comment with rest of the crew. SOME of us couldn't hear you"

"Well," we re-composed himself and plasters a snarky grin to his face. "We don't REALLY good form, now do we? I mean where's the fun in that? But I'd be happy to you some bad form myself." He grins creepily at the Captain, but the grin is soon wiped off his face.

The Captain moved as quick as lightning as she grabbed his right arm, and put him in a headlock. Her hook tightened around his neck and sword hovered just over his left hand.

"Is this close enough for you?" She hissed as she tightened her hold on his neck. "Because I think you've underestimated what I can do. Besides, it would be bad form NOT to punish you for your disrespect." She let go of him with a small grin at the thought of her idea.

"On your knees scoundrel!" She pushed him forwards and Mr. Carrigan scrambled to follow her orders "everyone listen and watch closely, because this is a perfect example of what happens when the Captain is cross with you!" She warned the crew, circling Mr. Carrigan. "Mr. Carrigan" she squats in front of him. "Hold out your left arm, pretty please?" She says sweetly with an evil, but joyful smile. But all her eyes read was anger and revenge.

Mr. Carrigan quickly obeyed and as soon as his hand came up, the Captain sliced it right off. Captain Hook smirked feeling no shame or sorrow at her deed. For hers was viciously and carelessly cut off the same way.