Sea-stormy eyes curled upwards from behind thick, black lashes, vivid cobalt cutting through the darkness of space as a torch in the night to stare upon the perpetrator. Had someone just kicked Killian Jones? Kicked the Captain of The Jolly Roger? And while he was down on his luck, to boot; that didn't bode well to the owner of the guilty foot.
"Kick me again, and I'll cut off your-"
Stood over the pirate was a woman.
Killian smiled.
"Hullo, love. What brings you to my corner of hell and how may I ravish you?"