Because clearly it's appropriate.

[1mistress_nomaster]

What else can I say?  

[pleased smirk is pleased.]

Long Live the Queen.

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[myblackpearl]

{A slightly skeptical look.}

I've got nothing against the Queen - or the King for that matter - but I've gotta wonder why anyone would want to hole themselves up in a palace?

[1mistress_nomaster]

[Leans on her hand, smiling.]

Because it is home? Or at least some of the palaces are, not all mind you. I've no fondness of The Tower.

[myblackpearl]

{An obvious wince.} Aye, I've heard stories about The Tower. {She draws a finger across her throat.} As for home...

Well, that's the sea for me.

[1mistress_nomaster]

Consider me one of the lucky few that got out alive. [Crooked smile for that.]

Home is where the best memories are, or at least I find it so. Though I assume that as a sailor, freedom is where yours are then?

[myblackpearl]

You must have a few tricks up your sleeve, then. {Jac rather likes her.}

There's nothin' like the open sea. Especially when I'm on my Pearl.

[1mistress_nomaster]

I do not know so much about tricks. Just a safety in the knowledge that what I di and did not do, they could never prove it. And the love of a sister, whatever that was worth. [Which in a family like hers, more and less then what people supposed.

Just pressed her fingers to her lips as she smiled and listened.]

So I am told by many of my privateers. They said nothing made them feel more trapped then being on land, when an untold vastness of adventure awaits them?

[myblackpearl]

{She arches a brow and listens. It surprises most people that she is a good listener. Then again, how else do they think she pulls off her seemingly random getaways?}

That's what it amounts to in the end - what they can prove and what they cannot prove. {Yet when tempers are high, sometimes proof isn't necessary.}

I know their pain. {A sad shake of the head.} It's like clippin' the wings of a bird. Sure, they might look pretty in their cage, but you're denying them their freedom.

[1mistress_nomaster]

[This'll be interesting, the two of them seem quite adept at listening and plotting.]

And how exactly you use that to get what you need or want at the time. [She grins wickedly for a moment... because she had her moments of mischief all the same.]

Happily for them, I have plenty of work for them. Those Spanish ships do not just hand over their goods willingly.

[myblackpearl]

I like the way you think, madam. {She's a Queen Jac could almost back. If she wasn't fussy about laws and Jac breaking them, that is.

Sweeping her hat off, she bows...like a man. It's difficult getting used to a new body.}

They certainly do not. {Something dark flashes in her eyes.} I've had my share of gathering their loot and everyone else's. A woman has to look out for herself in this world.

[warchangedme]

[Proper salute!]

Yes ma'am!

[1mistress_nomaster]

[Hello you! Her favourite cuddly story teller~! Big grin for him.]

There's a good lad.

[warchangedme]

[And after that grin and praise, he's over to give her an affectionate lean and forehead bump.]

I wonder if it's the name Elizabeth? God hears it and goes "Oh! Gotta make her exceptional somehow!" Cause seriously.

[1mistress_nomaster]

[To which she gives him a peck on the cheek.]

I like to think so, but then I'm obliged to. It's not just arrogance... well, only a little.

[warchangedme]

[Squee!]

It's kinda true though. Even where I'm from. My first female doctor, not a nurse! A doctor with a Phd and everything, was named Elizabeth too.

[1mistress_nomaster]

[Just going to lean on him, all comfy like. Moar cuddles plz.]

Women become Doctors too now? [Smile for that.]

[warchangedme]

[Nuzzles and cuddles all around..though he's mindful of her hair.]

Yup! Some people prefer them over male ones sometimes...mostly other women and children, but still! They're pretty awesome.

[1mistress_nomaster]

[Contentment, thy name is Elizabeth.]

I can imagine. [Shudder her court physicians sometimes, honestly.] The New World seems to be such a diverse place.

[throneless]

Couldn't have said it better myself. ( Which with the whole clone thing going on right now, is saying a lot. )

May we get the chance to celebrate a Platinum Jubilee too.

[1mistress_nomaster]

[Well this is trippy as hell. Hello... significantly younger self. Wait, what?]

I hope so. It would be lovely to see one of our own rule so long, of the same name too.

[throneless]

( Too bad the lovely hair didn't last through the number of clones they've made, she thinks red would have been a bit more lovely than a dull blonde. )

Oh, most definitely! The celebration this year was so amazing, I couldn't imagine them topping it.

[1mistress_nomaster]

[Well, how did they manage that. Mother had brown hair. What on earth?

... Which idiot messed up the genetics on that, the red hair is more then just hair, it's a sign of just whose child she is.]

It was, wasn't it? But humans are inventive. Besides, it's royalty. They could be walking the streets like common men, and it would still be remarkable.

[throneless]

( Who knows what those scientific guys do behind closed doors, Napoleon went from black hair in one generation to auburn in the next. )

It would be great to go to something like that! Though I can't imagine they'd let me until I graduate, guess I'll just have to hold out for something like that. Even if it's just seeing someone important walking down the street, haha!

[1mistress_nomaster]

[Dumb scientists have no idea just how important that hair is. Idiots.

If she knew who Napoleon was, she'd be appropriately horrified for him too.]

Exactly. [Graduation what?] ... How old are you? [Because there is a long... loooooong list of things she needs to tell her younger self.]

[throneless]

( All the better, it's a grace she doesn't. )

Mm? Oh, I'm sixteen now.

( Nothing she doesn't already know, what with that whole... studying everything there was to know about her original. Which sounds a lot creepier when talking to said person. )

[1mistress_nomaster]

[That bad is he?]

So young...

[Sigh. She goes all quiet for awhile, thinking deeply on so many things. Then she'll leave it at this:]

They're going to set you limits, for being female, royalty, a bastard child, whatever they feel like that day. The only ones that matter are the ones that you set for yourself, and the times when it's appropriate to break them. [Which she wished someone had told her sooner.] Also: Father was right, knowledge is the greatest gift, and your best weapon in almost everything.