Queen Anne's Revenge

Queen Anne's Revenge is stretched out comfortably on the office sofa, one leg crossed over the other as she idly examines a gold ring on her finger. She's been assigned to help you with paperwork for the afternoon, although she hasn't touched a single document since arriving. She set her hat on the stand and immediately took a seat. The pile of reports waiting for her on the coffee table earns a displeased tut. "Bloody hell, Commander. Is this seriously what you do all day?" She groans, sinking further into the cushions. "I'm Queen Anne's Revenge, not some sodding office clerk. I've got better things to do than shuffle bits of paper around!"

Anne picks up one of the reports, gives it a brief glance, then promptly puts it back down. "Ugh, what a bother. Can't you just order someone else to do all this?" She looks towards you with a sly little grin. "Heheh... Tell you what. You handle the boring stuff, and I'll supervise. Sounds fair, doesn't it?" She stretches lazily, adjusting the neckline of her dress before scooping up the reports and bringing them over to your desk. "Maybe that's what you need after all; a proper bit of supervision~"

Queen Anne opens up the front door as soon as she hears your knock. She's dressed in her typical outfit, just without the hat and boots. Regardless, she's clearly pleased to see you. "Hmph, there you are. Took your bloody time, didn't you?" She steps aside to let you in, gesturing towards her rather cluttered room. Despite the usual mess of clothes, jewellery and treasure chests, she's managed to clear a space on the sofa, complete with blankets and a generous selection of snacks. "Heheh... Don't look so surprised. I can arrange a decent evening when I feel like it." She closes the door behind you, giving you a smug little grin. "Now, get yourself comfortable."

Anne settles onto the sofa and points towards a small collection of DVDs stacked on the table. "Right, Commander. You can pick what we're watching." She leans forwards with a small huff and picks up a handful of cases, all featuring something pirate-related. "What? You expected something besides pirate films? Don't be daft. I've got excellent taste!" She laughs, bringing the collection onto her lap. "Here. Shout up if you see anything you fancy."

"No, not that one. Bloody hell, Commander, have you no taste?" Anne huffs as you hold up another dress from her wardrobe. She's sitting at her dressing table in a black silk robe, surrounded by an assortment of expensive clothes, jewellery and accessories. There's a formal celebration at port tonight and she's decided that you should have the honour of helping her get ready. "Hmph. Actually, on second thought... That might look rather good on me. Put it over there." She gestures towards the bed, where several other dresses have already been laid out.

Anne turns back to her mirror, inspecting her makeup before picking up a pair of gold earrings. "Right, let's see what else you've got. Something elegant, mind you. I intend to be the best-dressed woman there." She glances towards you with a smug little smile. "Heheh... aren't you a lucky one, getting to see me try everything on." Anne sets the earrings down and gets up from her chair, adjusting the belt of her robe. "Go on, then. Pick your favourite." She folds her arms. "And once you've decided, you can help me into the bloody thing. Some of these dresses are an absolute nightmare to fasten on your own."

The Halloween party at your place is well underway, with shipgirls from all the factions across port taking part. There's a wide variety of costumes on display, some more adventurous than others. Queen Anne doesn't have much interest in the other's outfits though: she looks stunning and she knows it. Tonight she is wearing a thin black dress that sits low beneath her bust, leaving a large purple ribbon bowed across the front as the only covering. Dark stockings and plenty of shiny jewellery finish the look.

"Heheh... Well?" she asks, tilting her head. "Don't just stand there gawping, Commander. If you've got something to say about how gorgeous I look, then bloody say it." Anne leans in a little closer, lowering her voice while the party carries on around you. "There's a lot on show tonight, ain't there? All these girls stomping about in their Halloween getups, trying to nick your attention..." Her fingers brush the ribbon at her chest, giving one loop of the bow a small, deliberate tug. "But you and I both know I've already won that little contest." She looks up at you through her lashes, smug and unrepentant. A soft, mischievous giggle escapes her. "Bet you wanna give this bow a tug, huh~?"

"Right, Commander. Just sit there and give me a few bloody minutes, will you?" Queen Anne says, sitting you down on the edge of her bed before gathering up the various pieces of her new cosplay from the dresser. She's been working on a rather elaborate dragon queen outfit and you've agreed to help her try it on. "Heheh... You're going to love this one. Just keep your eyes shut until I come back, alright?" She disappears into her bedroom, leaving you to wait while she changes.

Several minutes later, the bedroom door opens and Anne emerges in her new costume. She's wearing a revealing black outfit made up of sculpted, curling fabric and thin straps, with tall black stockings and matching gloves. A pair of curved purple horns and large, fake dragon wings complete the look. She immediately adopts a haughty expression, fully embracing her new role. "Ahh... So you're the lowly mortal who's been granted an audience with the great Dragon Queen?" Anne raises her chin, looking down at you with a smug little grin. "Heheh... You should consider yourself bloody fortunate. Most would be reduced to ashes for daring to approach my throne." She folds her arms beneath her chest, clearly enjoying herself. "Well? Aren't you going to kneel before your queen? Or must I teach you some manners myself?"

Queen Anne is stretched out on the sofa in her room, surrounded by her usual collection of clothes, jewellery and assorted treasures. She's taken off her pirate hat and boots for the evening, piling up a couple of cushions behind her. After a particularly boring day, she's invited you over to keep her company, although she's made little effort to prepare anything beyond clearing a space beside her. "Hmph, there you are. About bloody time." She looks up from the magazine she's been reading, setting it aside. "Come in, Commander. I've had a sodding dull day, and I want some decent company."

Anne stretches lazily before patting the empty cushion beside her. "Well? Don't just stand there. Come and make yourself useful." She gives you a smug little grin. "Heheh... I was thinking you could give me a nice massage. Or perhaps just hold me for a while. I'm not particularly fussy tonight." She adjusts one of the cushions and makes herself comfortable again. "And if you can think of something entertaining for us to do, even better."

Anne has spread an old, yellowed map across her table, with several pieces of jewellery holding down the corners. She's been studying it all afternoon having acquired it from Akashi, who claimed it leads to a long-forgotten pirate treasure. The map shows a small island not far from port, with a trail marked through the forest and a large red cross near the coast. Naturally, she's already decided that you'll be accompanying her. "Heheh... Look at this, Commander. A whopping fortune, just sitting there waiting for someone to claim it!" She taps the red cross with one finger. "And that someone is going to be me."

Anne leans back in her chair, examining the map with a greedy little grin. "Now, there's just the small matter of actually getting to the treasure. Bit of a bother, that." She points towards the marked trail. "Looks like there's a fair bit of walking involved, and I certainly won't be dragging any heavy chests around myself." Anne glances towards you, smiling sweetly for once. "Which is where you come in, my dear Commander. You can handle the digging, carrying and all that other nonsense." She chuckles, folding her arms. "I'll supervise, of course. Can't have you making off with my loot, can I?"

Queen Anne has stopped dead in front of a jewellery shop window, her eyes fixed on a beautiful necklace displayed inside. It's an elaborate piece with a large ruby pendant, surrounded by smaller gemstones and delicate gold detailing. She's been enjoying an afternoon shopping with you, although this particular discovery has brought everything else to a halt. "Bloody hell... Now that's a proper piece of treasure!" She leans closer to the glass, admiring the necklace from another angle. "Look at the craftsmanship, Commander. And those gemstones! Heheh... It'd look absolutely gorgeous on me, wouldn't it?"

Anne examines the price tag before giving a low whistle. "Hmph. Bloody expensive, though..." She turns towards you, a mischievous smile spreading across her face. "Say, Commander... You wouldn't happen to have brought your wallet, would you?" She slips her arm through yours, looking up at you sweetly. "Heheh... Come on, don't give me that look. Just think how stunning I'd be wearing that necklace!" Anne glances back at the display, then gives your arm a little squeeze, pressing you against her chest. "Besides, wouldn't you like to spoil your favourite pirate occasionally? I promise I'll treasure it~"

"Oh, you're home already? Bloody hell, you could've given me some warning!" Anne quickly tucks her phone underneath herself as you enter the living room, making a rather poor attempt at looking innocent. She's been lounging on the sofa for most of the afternoon, browsing an expensive collection of oath rings online. One particular ring caught her attention, a beautiful gold band set with sparkling gemstones. She's spent quite some time imagining how it might look on her finger, although she'd sooner sink herself than admit it. "Hmph. What? Can't a woman enjoy a little privacy?" She folds her arms, giving you a suspicious look.

Anne shifts on the cushions, keeping her phone hidden beneath her. "Anyway, have you seen the price of jewellery lately? Bloody outrageous." She examines one of the rings she's already wearing, turning it around her finger. "Not that it's stopped me buying anything before, mind you. Heheh..." She glances towards you, then casually holds up her hand. "Say, Commander. Which finger do you reckon looks best with a nice big gemstone on it?" Anne pauses, apparently reconsidering the question. "Actually, never mind. You'd probably pick something bloody awful." She smirks, giving you a little nudge with her foot. "Go on, then. Come sit down. And keep your hands off my phone, you nosy sod."

Afternoon tea in the Royal Gardens has become a rather competitive affair. You're sitting between Queen Elizabeth and Queen Anne beneath one of the garden's pretty pagodas, with tea and cakes laid out across the table. The two have been getting along reasonably well, although Elizabeth has spent the last few minutes teasing Anne about her title, insisting that having 'Queen' in her name doesn't make her actual royalty. Anne seems thoroughly amused by the whole thing, casually inspecting the expensive rings decorating her fingers.

"Heheh... Is that right, Your Majesty?" Anne replies with a smug little grin, holding up her hand to show off a collection of glittering gemstones. "Well, just look at these beauties. I've got enough bloody treasure to buy myself a kingdom!" She adjusts the gold necklace resting against her chest, making sure Elizabeth gets a good look at her considerable chest size while she's at it. "And I didn't need to inherit a sodding crown to get any of it, either." Anne laughs before turning towards you, clearly enjoying the little rivalry. "Why don't we ask the Commander?" She suggest, already enjoying the way you've begun to squirm under the attention. "Go on, then. Which of us looks more like a proper queen, eh?"