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Post by Atlas on Jan 26, 2011 6:05:37 GMT -8
Atlas still wasn't aware than the ship he was on was destroyed to rubble. And here these strange women came on, ordering him to get going and threatening to knock him out if he didn't come quietly. He reacted by drawing his swords. "Ya got about ten seconds to tell me what the fuck ya doing aboard my ship or I cut ya down where ya stand." he growled back. "And don't think I have me any qualms about slicing up a lady, because that'll get ya killed right quick. Me girls right here would love to do so." he added, gesturing to his swords and firearms..
He surveyed his surroundings. There was another woman in the room, talking to Tamika, as well as a parrot that could be deadly. He was ready for any move they made.
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Post by Ashlin Thomas on Jan 26, 2011 14:28:15 GMT -8
Pouting slightly at the threat Ash commented "Well that isn't a very nice way to treat the people trying to get you off a wrecked ship. For being so protective of her you obviously don't take enough care of the lady." Ashlin wasn't sure why she was trying to reason with the guy. Really he might have drawn his swords but she could just shoot him in the head before he did her any really damage. "Really, we were surprised to find any survivors at all."
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Post by Atlas on Jan 26, 2011 14:36:03 GMT -8
"Wrecked ship? Survivors? What the hell are ya talkin' about?" Atlas asked. Did he miss something which he passed out? He ran out of the captain's cabin only to find his ship in ruins, most of the crew dead. "ARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGHHH. SOMEONE WILL PAY FOR THIS!" he yelled, taking out his pistol and firing it into the air.
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Post by Charlotte Jacobs on Jan 26, 2011 18:33:31 GMT -8
Charlotte laughed, tucking the black knife she’d pulled from the wall into her belt and scooping up the unconscious young woman. She wasn’t impressed with the drunkard so far, but at least he was a little amusing. How he had managed to be completely oblivious to his ship being burned she had no idea. If he WAS the captain... he wasn’t a very good one. She did feel badly for him, though. He’d lost his ship AND his crew. And it was time to get back to hers. He could stay onboard the burned remains of his ship if he wanted to. THEY had better things to do.
“Come on,” she told Ashlin, “We’ve spent enough time here. It’s time to press on.” With that she headed back to the top deck, to the sounds of gunfire. It wasn’t one of her crew; they would have hollered a warning to her as well. So... that left the drunkard.
“The sooner we get off this ghost ship, the better,” she muttered under her breath. “And if he hits one of my crew I will gut him and keelhaul him.”
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Post by Ashlin Thomas on Jan 28, 2011 11:20:50 GMT -8
Blinking as the man ran past her, Ash wondered how he could possibly not know what had happened on his ship. Either he'd been passed out for it or he'd somehow managed to (without dying) drink his memories away. It was a rather impressive feat in a horrifying sort of way. "Cuckoo~" Bo-Bo almost whistled out, flapping his wings a bit. Ash nodded in agreement. "Sorry I didn't just knock him out, I didn't expect him to run." A beat later she added "Or start shooting. Really that's rather rude its not as if we've done anything."
Trailing after the captain Ash commented a bit uneasily "This place gives me the creeps." Whatever had done this wasn't normal and just the thought of whatever it was that had happened, happening to the Green Veil left her feeling rather queasy. The Green Veil was her home, and the people on it her family, and Ash would do anything to protect that. Glancing over at the girl in Charlotte's arms she wondered aloud. "Do you think she'll be able to tell us what happened here?"
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Post by Charlotte Jacobs on Jan 28, 2011 21:43:50 GMT -8
Charlotte offered her first mate a smile, and laughed at Bo-Bo’s almost whistle. She really did have the best crew. And the fastest ship in the seven seas. It’s time to go home to her. This wreckage set her teeth on edge. And that barrel of fish... Something just wasn’t RIGHT.
“It’s all right. At least he’s out of our hair. That’s the most important thing.” She frowned down at the young woman she was carrying. “I hope so. Though, after meeting her Captain I’m not sure I want either of them on the Green Veil. Especially not running loose. Not until we know they’re not going to try to incite mutiny and try and take her. They may have to get tossed in the brig for a while. Maybe we’ll drop them off at the next port we pass. We have a rowboat to spare.”
She glanced back at Ashlin.
“What do you think?”
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