The wind was mild, not to warm, not to cold as the large ship plowed gently and easy through the clouds. The extra sails on the ship to maintain high speed were down and it was kept up by gas pouches on the sides, propellers and hot air that was sucked in and pushed out. It was a complicated matter, but it worked as it kept the large airship high in the sky. All together it was quite a peaceful sight, but the Urchin was by far a peaceful vessel. It was known as one of the most deadly airships around, and not just because its twentyseven cannons it had on each side. No, everyone could recongize the Urchin because of it's faint purple color on the hull, and the Urchin pirate flag the airpship carried. All that came down to one thing. Captain Silence was near, which was enough to let the most tough men shake in their boots. She was also called the "Soulless" as it was quite obvious why. It seemed she was lacking a soul as she always stared emotionless in front of her and deprived pleasure from the most insane sick things, like playing with her captives. Captain Silence enjoyed tying them upside down and provide her victim with many cuts all over his or her body, and then watch the blood drip out slowly until her victim would die from bloodloss. This could last for several hours and the Captain could silently watch the person die, intrigued and silent. It caused horror on most people, but her crew got used to it by now, as the only ones left were a bit mentally insane as well. Although they used emotions when killing and torturing and taking booty from other ships. The Urchin pirates were a wild insane bunch, the type that scream around laughing when a battle was nearing. The type that would laugh when his or her hand would get cut off in midst battle and spray their opponent with the blood squirting out of it. They were used to Captain Silence's persona and they held great respect for her, as if she was the craziest of them all. But also the most intelligent. Crazy and intelligent is usually a bad combination, i'm sure you can agree with me, especially in the form of a pirate captain. On the bow of the ship she stood, her soft midlong hair waving on the breeze that came towards her. Her face was pale but looked incredibly soft, the wind moving the loosely fitting white blouse she was wearing, revealing parts of her small breasts. Her lips were straight, not curved up or down, nothing indicating she was enjoying the freedom one would get from being this high up and no place they couldn't go. She wanted more. Her pale pupils stared in front of her as suddenly a voice came up from the outlook high above them, under a larger main propeller spinning around. "Cap'n! Ship approaching at starboard!" She heard this and raised a hand, which seemed to be enough as someone began shouting orders and everyone began preparing for the assault. Captain Silence's expression had not changed, but on the inside she felt the excitement of a new prey coming up.