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Name: Josephine "Red Skye" Sawyer
Birthdate: October 17
Birth Place: Northern Ireland.
Current Location: Somewhere... I don't like to keep track of location. The sky is so big...
Eye Color: Gray
Hair Color: Auburn
Tattoos: None that you need to know about.
Profession: I do what I can. ;)
Hobbies: Writing, sewing, single-handedly ransacking entire ships...
Josephine Sawyer is one of the sky's most notoriously adorable she-pirates. She moves from ship to ship frequently, changing her name as she goes to avoid being tracked down. She is known for her incredibly precise movement, particularly in dance or hand to hand combat. This makes her irritatingly difficult for the authorities to capture, and so she regularly allows herself to be caught just for the hilarious thrill that she gets from escaping again. When in a situation that she cannot escape, she never fails to win the heart of her captor/opponent and her freedom. She spends time sewing and causing trouble on the ship.
She was born in Northern Ireland, where she lived with her father until the age of ten. Soon after her birthday, her father, Patrick, got a job for a sky hotel called The Crowley Inn. While living on this aircraft, she met Randall and Kurt Crowley, the twin sons of the innkeeper and his wife. They shared a birthday with Josephine, and had also just turned ten. The three became inseparable. When they all turned sixteen, they spent nearly every cent that they had together on one ultimate prize: Their very own ship. H.M.S. Arachne IV was small, but perfect for their adolescent crew of three. Jo and the twins left the Crowley Inn forever.
A mere two months later, Randall began to drink. Heavily. He was a violent drunk, and despite his twin's pleas, would take all sorts of anger out on Josephine. So she left them, heartbroken, the value of friendship all but shattered to her. She began a turbulent life as a working girl on the London streets. Her seventeenth birthday came and went, and she nearly drank herself to death in personal celebration. That night, she broke into a docked ship and stowed away in the hold, intoxicated to the point of unconsciousness, only looking for a place to sleep that night.
When she awoke, Jo was flying with Captain Maxwell Huxley and several others aboard the H.M.S. Mary Stella. She stayed with this crew fora little under a year before her rocky romance with the captain ended, and she moved on.
She now flies with her good friend Arabella Porter, the first mate on the SS. Silver Widow, and does as little as she possibly can to help out around the ship.
"Life is hard, but you've only got 100 years to live it. So let's live. If you've got a smile for the world, wear it. If you've got a drink in your hand, share it."
Four damn hours.
Four damn hours it took to get upstairs.
Four hours of tottering around in a stupid frilly uniform, pretending to be a vapid little girl whilst serving hot hors d’oeurves to drunken business men and their snobbish wives. Oh, Josephine hated the wives even more than the men. She hated their eyes, the way the dance of their pupils as they flickered back and forth between their husbands and Josephine, and the way their blackened lashes bowed as they narrowed…
"Are you sleeping?"
She opens her eyes, suddenly aware that he's right. As she shuffles around in her chair, trying to find comfort again, the police captain comes into focus from across the table.
'Wake up," he barks.
"I'm awake." Irritability stains her voice.
"Josephine Sawyer, I've been captain of the London police for sixteen years.…Continue
She walks into the bar, hips swaying, the air around her tasting ever so slightly of alcohol and lovemaking. She tilts her head to the side and leans over the counter. Dark laughter breaks through the lively chatter behind her. "Well, if it isn't the clockwork babydoll herself. Hands in the air, Sawyer."
She steadies her heart. It's only the police. No worries. She drapes an easy smile across her lips and opens her arms. "Captain Randall Tawnley, ladies and…