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Post by Komori on May 21, 2006 16:24:46 GMT -5
Komori dropped her bag on the dock. There was no way she could lug a heavy bag of tools onboard a ship filled with fighting pirates and werewolves. She decided to focus on the distraction first, the supplies later. But something to distract a whole platoon of navymen? She'd need something big.
Flying above the deck of the Weewoo, she called out to the pirates. "Ye think I could borrow as many o' yer furry army critters as ye can lend? We got some trouble brewin' ashore." Weasels, Meepits, various birds... those would make a great distraction.
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Post by Huntress on May 21, 2006 16:43:09 GMT -5
Something small and dark whizzed down the ladder, landing on the Korbat's shoulder. Meepits like shoulders. Better control over things and a much better view than usually.
"Heya," he announced. "I'm Bloody Mary. Nice earring. You can control that whole weasel army with that earring, d'you know that?" He grabbed the earring along with Komori's ear and waved it towards the ship. "Hey, little weasel guys, I have something shiny! And... Santa, get down here too. We'll need you."
Two beady eyes appeared above the railing. It was the same meepit who had helped with the ladders. "But... I don't wanna fight! Those navy guys are so big and scary!"
"Santa," Bloody Mary explained, still waving the earring around. "Hates violence, always manages to blow something up when she least wants it to. And don't ask about the name. She's a nutcase."
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Post by Kengplant on May 21, 2006 19:44:51 GMT -5
Keng was causing about as much panic as she was damage. She had let the man she had knocked down back up, but only for the sake of chasing him and so he could spread his fear to everyone else. It wasn't long before it was a group of three trying to flee from her in circles. She was careful to let saliva build up in her mouth and drool over as she did this. It made a much better impression. She would switch from a four legged sprint to a two legged towering monster at convienent intervals.
Meanwhile Scallywag was causing his own bit of trouble. He was effectively stealing weapons then dropping them over the side of the boat. Any man who seemed to of worked up the courage to go after the furry fiend, or Fido as Rider had put it, promptly found a face full of feathers and thrashing claws. Keng heard the call out for animals, but there was no way of getting Scallywag to obey anyone so it wasn't worth trying to send him along.
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Post by Kat on May 22, 2006 3:14:30 GMT -5
Kat called over to the Korbat, saying, "I be having a meager army o'Devilpi. Y'know, like Angelpi, 'cept much, much worse." She focused again on the storm, ready to fend off anyone else. Glancing at her back, she kicked aside a fellow with a pegleg and a potbelly before he could grab her.
She concentrated all her power on the storm, keeping her wide brown eyes open for anyone who tried to stop her. Her legs were now quivering, but she paid no attention, intensifying the lightning.
"Wha - what now?" she asked, her voice sounding flat and dead. "Sh - should I - I stop?"
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Post by Kengplant on May 22, 2006 13:14:52 GMT -5
After a fair bit more running around in circles, the scarred silly sailors finally chose a diffrent course of action: abandon ship. So the three ran off onto the docks, tripping over eachother in their hurry, this left Keng to worry about other things, such as letting Kat worry only about the storm. She headed over at a bit of a trot, and hopped she wouldn't be mistaken as an attacking werewolf rather than a helping one.
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Post by nttryingtogetin on May 22, 2006 14:16:08 GMT -5
"Actually, I'll just dump the food here, if ye don't mind." said Amy, tucking it back into the cupboard, "I'll come back for it later, when these idiots have gone."
Shutting the door, she turned to Komori.
"Should I go aboard and help fight, or help ye with distractin' 'em?" she asked, twirling her cutlass around.
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Post by Rider on May 22, 2006 16:19:46 GMT -5
The Captain rose from his quarters and walked into the moonlight. He spotted the Navy's ship, and the color drained from his already-pale face.
He seemed to be a rookie captain. His dress, his mannerisms, his presence, none of these commanded respect. The man thought that ruffled, aristocratic shirts made him appear powerful. His sword was mostly jewels - Fake jewels from what Rider could tell. Real ones don't get scratched up. The blade of his sword was too slender to match the heavy cutlasses of real pirates.
"Good evening, I am Captain Tiodor. This is First Mate Wells. You're looking to... take the Cloud?"
He even goes through the formalities.
Rider paused. "Let me make this easy fer ye," she said curtly. "I'm cap'n o' this ship... ye call 'er Cloud? That's no name fer a beauty like this. I'm cap'n now, an' th' Navy's settin' in. If ye jump o'erboard within the next five seconds, ye kin make it ter shore afore the Navy gets 'ere. Ye kin tell 'em anythin', that we took yer ship, that yer a lowly merchant... 'cause no one would mistake ye fer a pirate in those girly clothes. An' they can't do a thing about it, 'cause we'll be ridin' the wind by then. Comprende? five... four... the number before four..."
Splash!
"Good. Now hurry up about that food, Komori! Ikkin, see if ye can't put some wind inter them sails! Someone find out who the wolf belongs to! Kat, easy with that storm. See if ye can't use yer powers ter put a hole in the Navy's ship. She looks about ready ter roll over anyway."
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Post by Ikkin on May 22, 2006 16:36:22 GMT -5
"I'll give you the best winds that you could ask for, Cap'n," Ikkin said with a grin, concentrating on the air around her, and turning the storm into controlled winds perfect for sailing out quickly. Hopefully, Komori and Amy would get on the ship quickly, and they could all make a speedy get-away before the Navy had anything to say about it.
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Post by Kengplant on May 22, 2006 17:10:00 GMT -5
Keng, seeing that all was well and the ship was there, keng felt the need to laugh a bit at the situation she had gotten herself into. Maybe she would keep pretending she was nothing but a wolf for a while for the fun of it, but then she would miss out on getting to call dibs on the rooms or anything else. So instead she stood up on two feet next to her new Captain. "I suppose I shoulda mentioned that I'm a werewolf eh?" she chuckled then stroked the back of her neck to return to her human state. Scallywag landed happily on her shoulder. "Sorry mate, I haven't got any beef jerky for ya right now." she said the the bird.
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Post by Zylaa on May 22, 2006 17:53:52 GMT -5
Zylaa had followed Amy... she didn't want to be left without her weasel army. Somehow, passing out anti-alchohol pamphlets seemed so boring compared to this. And what was that verse again? "The well do not need a physician, but the sick do..." something like that. Anyway, this would be interesting to say the least.
"Shiiiiiiiinyyyyyyy..." with the absence of purple lightning, the weasels waited for she-with-the-pretty-earring to command them.
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Post by Rider on May 22, 2006 19:09:23 GMT -5
Rider stared at the talking-puppy-turned-Keng for a moment. "I'm SO glad we got to fight together before I knew any of this," she said sarcastically. She wasn't angry, though. "Well, I don't know what to say. It's good to have one of my sisters of the night aboard."
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Post by Kengplant on May 22, 2006 19:48:49 GMT -5
"Good to be aboard mam, but we can talk about this later, we've got navy ships to beat."
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Post by Rider on May 22, 2006 19:56:20 GMT -5
Rider glanced helplessly at the lashed-down, beat-up pair of cannons, one of which had a broken wheel.
"Beat, nay. Outrun would be the better option. Komori, Amy, are ye safe aboard? Git up 'ere before she starts firing!"
Boom.
A cannonball landed in the water a few yards from the white ship's starboard side. "Hard a port! Ye, cat-girl!" She yelled to Elcie, "Take the wheel!"
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Post by Kengplant on May 22, 2006 20:05:42 GMT -5
Keng glanced over the side of the ship, "I'd suggest raising the anchor first Cap'n!" she didn't wait for an answer before grabbing the crank to pull it up.
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Post by Kat on May 23, 2006 3:31:52 GMT -5
The purple lightning simmered down to winking sparks as Kat called back her energy. It blazed through her entire being, and her knees stopped trembling. Now Ikkin's winds were devoid of the violent violet flashes that had peppered it moments ago.
"Aye, blowing holes in ships is way too easy fer me, not t'brag," she said with a smile. After a couple of seconds, a spout of water erupted from the Navy's deck, and the ship began to flood, and the wench barely moved as she did so.
"So, what else can I do fer ye, Cap'n? I can simmer down some big waves if there're any, or maybe ye want me t'keep taking care of any more o'the Navy? And before ye ask about me barge, I can tell it t'go home wit'out me."
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