Storm Upon A Lily Blue Sea [O/A! Need people!]

So.....Wanna join this?

>> << Maybe...	44.4%	[ 8 ]
I will if he will! ><	11.1%	[ 2 ]
No....>>;	11.1%	[ 2 ]
Yeah, I'll give it a shot!	11.1%	[ 2 ]
I gotta a feeling...That tonight's gonna be a good good night!	22.2%	[ 4 ]
Total Votes:			[ 18 ]

[Sweet Somber Kitty]

We loved the sea, and it branded us with pain…

Xander felt the wind sweep past her slowly, her eyes distant as she made a short motion, the boat groaning only a little as it broke from its earlier path, and onto another trail that remained a mystery to all but she at the wheel herself. A course that had worked its way into her mind and drove her forward in the way it always had. That was how she seemed to run… wordless and without needing to inform those around her. They trusted her well enough and, what with years of success, who wouldn’t? There was no need to doubt in the close knit company that had grown between them over the years. However, as she felt the ship sway slight against the shift, she blinked, the light, falling directly about her form now almost blinding her momentarily, forcing her to turn her eyes upon the water, the soft turquoise waves glinting brightly, shadowed only a little by the sunlight that pooled about them. A soft sigh, short and still pained touched upon her lips and, as she felt herself slipping into a further state of thought, she shuddered, a voice from above making her body jerk with the gentle surprise, a groan escaping her chest as her body screamed in protest, the pain flaring in her side again. Nevertheless, no anger entered her eyes as she let her gaze roll up towards the form of a young man whom clambered upon a web of ropes near the crows nest, shadows a distant side of the ship. She blinked, narrowing her eyes against his figure almost silhouetted against the sunlight and, as he slipped, loosing his grip, she gasped, coughing and sputtering as he flew downwards, landing messily into a barrel of apples. About him, some of the crew gathered, laughter bursting from the pits of their bellies as they watched the boy flail about from where he sat, trapped within the hold of the barrel, swallowed in a great sea of reddish fruit. But the captain, having let her mouth fall open, was not laughing at all, her eyes only growing wide, her breath stuck hard in her chest, her body numb as her eyes began to blur. Swirling thoughts swept through her, making her sway uneasily, a nausea beginning to churn in her stomach as she swallowed down rising bile.

Apples… Annie Apple… Annie.. “Your name is Annie isn’t it?” Laughter…. “No! Not even close!!” Annie…

“Captain!” The voice of a large, full muscles man, bellowing and monstrous tore through her thoughts and, steadying herself as she began to rock, she let a stoic mask brush plaster itself upon her face, motioning the brute of a man up to her and making soundless order to him, with a simple sweep of her hands to take the wheel. He hesitated little, somewhat disappointed that he had to leave the crowd of chuckle pirate below him, however, as Xander approached him, the look on her face straying from stoic to angered, he smiled in delight, content with where he stood.
“Look at ye bastards!” She hissed, the laughing halting immediately as she drew up beside the barrel, hands folded behind her back, a small but visible lameness in her step, giving away her hidden pain. “Can you not see that one of our crew is in need of your help! And yet y’all stand there gawking, making fools of yourselves! Useless! That what I brand the lot a’ya! Useless Scallywags… if you aren’t going to do your job I suggest you make mine a lot easier and throw yourselves overboard?! Do you hear me?!!” Her harsh words echoed bitterly across the deck, the eyes of each of those before her wide and somewhat shocked at the outrage they should have grown accustom to by now… that very strength that gained HER, a woman of the sea, the respect she had once been denied. She growled, watching as they lowered their heads soundlessly and, giving a brisk wave of her hand she spoke again. “Good…” She spat. “Now.. Why don’t you all get back to what you were doing! And if I’m not content with what I’m seeing… then Poseidon will be thrilled tonight!” She lifted a hand into the air and, from the hall she had exited only minutes before came a sleek black panther, it obsidian pelt glinting as its pale green eyes fell upon its master.
There was a flurry of movement and Xander let herself chuckle, turning back to the barrel and lifting a foot, delivering a brisk kick to the side, smiling softly as it toppled over, its contents rattling from the bucket, spilling over the floorboards swiftly, a few crewmates further away shouting as they stumbled upon the fruit. And, hands folded at her back again, she narrowed her eyes, clearing her throat as she looked down upon the young man who’s feet were still visible from the barrel at her own feet.
“Well then Lake…” she mused. “I think you’ve caused your share of terror today hmm?” And she smiled a warm, friendly smile… one that she saved for her younger first mate.

Yet now I find myself trapped within its beauty… like a million times before…

[Sweet Somber Kitty]

To touch the face of the ocean...

Evelyn watched, somewhat surprised, laughter bubbling in her chest sweetly as he spoke roughly to his crew, unable to hold back as she shook her head, an airy, silent giggle breaching her slightly parted lips. It was a fun group to be traveling with, she’d have to admit that. Much better then the old scholars she had been forced to board with over her earlier travels over land, and without those religious teachers with their vulture eyes pressed against her back, scrutinizing her every movement, her every posture, her every single manner. It all made her skin prickle, just the memory of it in fact and, blinking, eyebrows raised a little as he spoke to her again, she paused. It took a moment longer then it should have for his words to sink in and, her cheeks lighting up, her eyes brighter, she shook her head. “Ah, but wouldn’t one rather be eaten by this pure admiration then by the demons of greed?” Another break and she sighed, shaking her head. “That was only a little too preachy for my liking,” she whispered softly, listening as he continued and letting her eyes grow gentler, softer, those sea green orbs as soft as the waves themselves that swept perfect smooth, the water almost glasslike on this calm morning. She blinked, thinking deeply to his words and, letting her own gaze fall upon the sea once more, she let her smile fade, words hardly audible as she started at him again.
“You aren’t hollow Captain Liam,” she whispered. “Not any more so then any other I’ve met… in fact, If I do say so myself.. You’ve got a spirit within you that few could deny.” A soft dip of her head as she let her body follow the shift of her head, leaning forward, upper arms pressed against the side of the boat as she let the sea air sprits her with a salty aroma, tension slipping further from her as she felt almost overwhelmed by it. He veil atop her head seemed to slip some beneath the constantly sweeping winds and, reaching up, she pulled it over her short white hair again, letting the gossamer fabric framer her form smoothly, the cold silver cross at her neck swaying against the motion, touching her collar bone and sending an icy chill down her form.
“Oh,” she said, a smooth shiver dancing down her spine and, letting her fingers brush the ice kissed metal, she felt the familiarity of the object beneath her hands drive her thought back to her again, that wide and dizzying feeling that she gained from letting her eyes touch the horizon leaving her mind clear again as she turned her gaze towards the ground. And she whispered once more, blinking against the salt that gathered finely over her lashes. “I do wonder how my mother and father are doing…” She looked up to Liam again, smiling gently. “Do you think they miss me?”
She watched him with hope in her eyes, though she did not expect him to answer her in all knowledge. After all, he had hardly met her parents and knew little of the relationship between them. But the girl, her side pressed into the wooded wall lining the ship, felt as though she needed that small bit of comfort in knowing that somewhere someone was thinking about her as well… sailing out here… on this lovely morning… under the will of the vast… immense ocean.

Would be like touching the face of a being so vast as the lord above!

[Nataku_187]

River groaned hearing the voices of the other crew members laughing at him through the apples. He knew this was going to happen, Gogo who was able to move a bit smacked River in the face for embarassing them both to the point of wanting to crawl deeper to the bottom of the barrel. Though the embarassment did not last long for the shouting of the captain came to River's ears. Making him want to laugh at those who laughed at him, who were the idoits know? Some of the words were muffled but he knew those men were getting an earful from the captain. Also hearing what sounded like low growling that could only be Poseidon. River laughed a little those men should be shattered like mice by now. There was now nothing to be heard but moving feet, River wanted to nod if he could move his throbbing head. The young boy's eyes widened as the apples began to float up....no he was being turned over in the barrel, spilling out with the rest of the red fruit.
River laid there for a moment listening to his captain's words before sitting up with an apple in his mouth. Placing his long slender finger upon it River bit into it chewing happily before swallowing.
"Haha, so the apples at the bottom really are the sweetest." River glanced up as he continued to eat it till there was nothing left but the seeds and the core. Placing his hand on his shoulder River noticed something missing. Then after very tough thinking which gave him a headache he realized that Gogo was still in the barrel. Gasping River doved back into the barrel and pulled the monkey out. Gogo had his arms folded as River held him around the midlle part of his body, a ticked off look on his face.
"Sorry about that Gogo I was enjoying an apple." Gogo slapped River shouting monkey words to the male. River let the monkey go, rubbing his cheek Gogo ran over to Poseidon climbing up the other's leg and sitting on it's head waving it's tiny fist in the air at River.
"Hey don't be mad at me, wasn't my idea to have apples for breakfast." River pouted before standing up and dusting himself off grinning at his captain. He laughed before glancing at her figure which was off to his eyes on closer insection River figured it out.
"Morning to you too captain, you know you shouldn't be moving around with that wound on ya. Not so good for ye posture, why don't you go let it heal up I can look over the ship." River made sure to keep his voice down so that others could not overhear, River blinked then looked to the side.
"Oh yeah and a morning too you to Poseidon." That wide grin appeared once again upon River's face his happy go lucky self appearing. Not being able to stay still River found himself swaying along with the ship.

[Sweet Somber Kitty]

We loved the sea, and it branded us with pain…

Xander watched him relishing in the sweetness of the apple, wishing only to reach down to take one for herself but not favoring the pain she knew would greet the motion and so, sighing silently as he contented himself with the flesh of the fruit, she lifted and eyebrow, crossing her own arms over her chest expectantly. She could see the glow that brimmed in the young man’s eyes, knowing that her little talk with the crew had even done to poor boy some good and, as River rushed forward, panicking some as he lifted the monkey from the barrel, she couldn’t hold back a short bit of hearty laughter, ignoring the pain that welled in her side as she chuckled towards the gibberish of the small mammal, seemingly more angry then she about the whole incident. Another sigh as she stepped back, her weight shifting uncomfortably as she watched the monkey free itself from its master’s hold, dashing a short distance over the deck and clambering atop the big cat’s head, the panther seeming to mind little as it sounded a gentle purr in the direction of its tiny companion. Yet another sign in the strangeness of their crew. Such a variety of partnerships… much like…
She paused, brushing away the thought as her smile faded, her eyes narrowed upon the boy as he spoke words of her wound, letting her gaze softened against as she noticed his forced silence, thanking him with a gentle nod for his secrecy, though her words protested audibly to his concerns as she replied, voice stern as ever, with a warmer hint upon it.
“River,” She said softly, lengthy hair swaying in its ties behind her as she shook her head, lifting a hand to place it upon his shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. “I’m fine, really. Just need to walk it off… The pain will soon fade, its just the freshness of it that’s getting to me… seems I’m starting to slow with my age.” A gentle wink, accompanied by a returning smile and she chuckled softly again, free hand moving to stroke her side softly where the wound throbbed below layers of bandages. And she continued again. “That man was a fast one… almost got Poseidon a good one that for sure.. But wise ol’ me had to get in the way aye?” She looked toward her pet with an eye of admiration, appreciating her own action a little more as she released her ribs again, returning her attention to the younger man beside her. “Its merely a deep gash,.. Its been sewn up. I’m thinking it’s the shattered ribs that are getting to me.. But alas, just another small drawback. The wound will heal with good given time.”
She swallowed, releasing the boy’s shoulder as she glanced about, a stoic mask pressed over her face for a brief moment as she watched a couple of her crew stumble over the apples and, raising her voice once more, trembling visibly against the pain, she lifted a hand to the air, ripping her rapier from its sheath to wave it over her head with her curses. “You!” She shouted. “Don’t be tripping over them apples! Do something about it aye?! If my eyes aren’t deceiving me! And I have good reason to believe they are not, then I’d have to say there are a number of good lookin barrels gathered up!” The men stood, scrambling to their feet again and, as they looked to the woman, she continued, violet eyes ablaze.
“Alright!” She shouted, sweeping her weapon towards the overturned barrel. “There’s one for a start! Now if you witty men would simply hull your bulk thataway I do think we could solve the problem! I want every apple lifted from this deck… not a stem nor seed left where I cat see it!” She paused, narrowing her eyes further and continuing, she grinned. “Or else… I’ll let Poseidon and Gogo have a go at ye!” And, chuckling as they went about with their work, she turned, eyes resting upon the friendly face of the boy again. “I’ve got to steer the boat,” she said. “Got a particular place I’m heading… Though I cannot quite place it on a map…” A wink and she added calmly. “However, I do think I shall be needing a break sooner or later and then I shall let you don the captains hat for the time being…” She hastily continue. “If you can promise me you won’t be letting any of this funny business make me a fool…”
There was a genteel effect in her tone, making it obvious that she meant only to joke with the boy, her words neither harsh nor truly strict, just playful.

Yet now I find myself trapped within its beauty… like a million times before…

[Nataku_187]

River was indeed worried but if his captain said that she was fine then he would believe her. Seeing that the crew were stuggling a bit River decided to help. River wasn't one to hold a grudge for very long. Picking the barrel up that was closet to himself River took an appled from the bottom of the barrel and handing it to his captain. Since he saw that she wanted one, it was really hard for things to get past River. He noticed everything and that was one of the traits the captain liked about River. Though he sort of wished she would at least sit down for a little bit.
Looking down at the scrattered apples and kicked them up with his feet juggling then. He did that apples around him which were ten apples then he did the ones around his captain so now he was juggling five more. Laughing while doing so it was an easy task since his father taught him when he was young. River's father was a clown before he became a pirate, he taught River tons of stuff. Jiggling being River's favorite, then came climbing, hand stands, backflips, balancing things on his head, feet, and nose, knife throwing, tight rope walking, and fire blowing. Which anyone could do but it was still pretty cool.
River wanted to seeing how many apples he could juggle. So he called to the crew members to toss him the apples they picked up. Some were hesisitant but one threw some that River caught and juggled into the rest. Then others tossed the remaining bunch till there were none left. River watched with upmost concentration, walking backwards toward the barrel. Tossing one apple at a time in the air, watching them land into the barrel.
Once the last apple went in the act was down, River took a bow as some of the member clapped for the performance then went back to work, before they got yelled at by the captain. Turning back to her River grinned nodding to her when she said she would take a rest soon and let him take over the ship as she rested. He sighed folding his arms to her joking side.
"Ya turn the ship upside down once and everyone's yanking ye ears." River grinned even though that happened one time and got into a lot of trouble, but he was young and it was better than hitting the side of a mountain.

[Sweet Somber Kitty]

We loved the sea, and it branded us with pain…

Xander smiled, her eyes glistening some as she watched the boy’s display, she herself offering a slight applaud at the end and, when he turned back to her, his remark causing a chuckle to rumble in her chest, she nodded, waving a hand in his direction. She spoke again, words quiet, though there was playful mockery dripping from them, guilty pleasures of the captain herself. “And, my dear River,” she purred softly. “You wonder why do you?” Another laugh and she tilted her head up, lifting a hand to shield her eyes against the sun streaming down over her face and, her violet iris’ falling up the sails, she grinned a wide, grin, shouting commands here and there from where she stood, the apple still clutched in her opposite hand loosely, her fingers pressed upon the shiny red skin, cold against her touch. “Enough fooling around all ye! You!” She pointed to the man atop her wheel, the large brute’s eyes widening against the chill in her voice. However, as he saw a smile ease its way over her lips, he allowed himself to grin to, a swift motion from her hand drawing a nod over his movements. And he shouted, his bellowing voice sending another ship mate scurrying over the deck, sent about on another task as the larger male made a stiff motion, muscles bulging as he pulled the wheel sharply, the ship waking a swaying turn, almost seeming awkwardly off balance for a brief moment before its settled again, speeding forward as they turned to catching the wind swiftly within the sails, the fabric fully unfurled against the powerful gusts ripping past them. So… they were on their way again, their boat, though small then the navy ships she had come to recognize, swift and strong, much like the captain herself whom looked back to her first mate again, a gentle caring in her soft eyes.
“Thank you Lake…” She purred, lifting the apple to her lips and allowing herself a sweet and juicy bite from the side, a soft crunch meeting her motion as she nodded towards the crows nest. “Now,” she said on a full mouth, swallowing down her bite soon after and sweeping a bit of apple juice from her lower lip. “Stop your playin and get to your post mate! I’m not payin you for nothing!” And, with a playful wink, she held her breath against her pain and lunged forward, placing the apple between her teeth and leaping up. She latched upon the ropes, swinging up, feet coming up over her head as she vaulted herself over a short railing, swinging up the flight of steps and releasing her hold again. She was propelled gently through the air, careful to push her feet forward and down again, landing in a crouch beside the man at the wheel and pulling the fruit from her lips once more, a pleased grin over her face. Perspiration beaded over her head against the effort it took, the strain on her wounds starting to make her weaker, nevertheless, as she stood again, the man swiftly stepping out of her way, she told hold of the wheel, eyes brushing the apple at hand before she frowned, tossing it over her back with a stern motion. “Now then…” She shouted, her own muscles rippling, the tattoo on her arm glinting in the glow of the marooning rays. “I’ve got a feeling… we are going to have fun today…” and they sped off, faster now, her spirit raised as she felt some unknown force pulling at her… drawing her closer… and closer…

“IS it good?! Is it?!” He laughed, his mockery forcing her brow to furrow… “No.. its terrible Annie! Terrible!” “Hey!… my name isn’t Annie!”

………….

She swallowed… hours having passed as they sailed on, her strength wavering as Poseidon took to her side, leaning heavily against her leg, his thick black pelt soaked with his own sweat as he lay in the blistering heat of the day. Her crew had slowed some below her, as they often did with a lengthy time lacking excitement… and, as Xander felt a frustrated sigh crossing her lips, the doctor having come and left her, the captain not leaving her spot… she frowned a little deeper. “Damn it…” She hissed, shaking her head against her disappointment… She had been so DAMN sure of this location. Would her senses betray her? That gut feeling?
For a moment she thought so.. Until, finally, in the distance, a shape appeared, blurred some by the spray of the sea. Xander gawked, her lips dropping open at the sheer size of the ship they approached, a grin spreading over her face as her crew soon set their weary eyes upon it as well.. Adrenaline running through her blood as she gasped. “There she is!” she shouted. “Our next assignment! Are ye blokes all ready for another bit of fun?!” Some looked at her doubtfully, having noticed the slight lameness in her step throughout the day. But, as she cast them a warning glance, they merely shouted in agreement, a few gunshots sent into the air.
“Good!” Xander shouted. “Now.. Get them cannons loaded and yer guns ready! This one’ll be good!”

Yet now I find myself trapped within its beauty… like a million times before…

[2 Be A Monster]

Liam chuckled; Evelyn’s preaching amusing him slightly. He’d never been much of a religious man himself, but the badges her received could point otherwise. He fiddled with them, listening at her words, smiling falsely, trying not to remember the days when he could show himself fully and truly. She wasn’t one of the ones that knew, so he didn’t expect her to know. Not even her spiritual beliefs and ways could get him to confess willingly. Liam licked his lips, the salt from the sea gathering there and on his face. He wiped his face with his sleeve, rubbing fiercely to get the grains from drying out his skin. His sleeve, now a lighter gray, hung with his arm at his side. His eye patch was askew, showing the scar he received from a nasty fight. He quickly covered it up, looking away from Evelyn, not sure how to reply to her. “I suppose… any sensible parent would miss their child, so you should be no different.” He said, leaning with his back against the rail. Liam looked over his crew, leaning on his arm and leg. “My parents miss me, and they aren’t even mine.” He whispered, remembering the letter he received before he started to escort Evelyn. “I don’t even know where my real parents disappeared to. I should probably ask around when we get to our destination.” He mumbled, staring at the woman steering the ship. She smiled at him, not expecting a nod of wave back, and looked back ahead. Liam smiled, content with her and the crew’s work effort. “Alright gents and ladies! You can take five, but hurry back! We’re sailing in open waters and we don’t know what’ll happen here!” he ordered, standing away from Evelyn to shout his order to be heard. Liam saluted his crew, and they back to him, and watched as they ran off to talk to one another or snack on something. He pulled his book out, the one his ‘parents’ sent with the letter. “Shakespeare, lovely is thy name.” he grinned, opening the book to his page.
...
After awhile, sitting down immersed in his book of plays, Liam yawned, blinking against the sun’s glare. He sniffed, smelling the salty air around him, and realized that he might have fallen asleep. The crew came back, working as they were before the break, but there was a growing tension in the air. Something was coming, and it might not be good. Liam called over a cabin boy, the youngster running over as Liam asked him to get his spyglass. Something was on the horizon, coming up as the boy went to fetch him the glass. It was a ship, but its flags were too far away to see. The boy came back, and Liam took it quickly, staring out to get a better view. The flag was black, and the symbol on it was not a good one. “Pirates.” He grimaced, closing the glass and putting it in his pocket. “OI! It’s time to see what you’re made of dearies! There are pirates at 11’o clock!” he said, pointing at the speck on the horizon. He looked at Evelyn, surprised to still see her there. “You may want to go below deck…” he said, stretching his arms out from his short nap.

[Sweet Somber Kitty]

We loved the sea, and it branded us with pain…

Xander chuckled as her crew readied themselves, letting one of them take over the wheel again as she herself leaped down from her place again, hand reaching for the rapier strapped to her waist, unsheathing it as she gave a cry towards the ship in the distance, her crew echoing her perfectly, though their manly voices rang deeper then her own. Beside her, Poseidon took up his own place, howling a long howl in response, green eyes full of the predatory glow that they held in a battle and, Xander, looking down to him, chuckled. “Ah, mate?” she purred. “Would you be a gent an fetch me my hat?” There was a purr which echoed from the cat’s throat, fading as he disappeared into the hallway, pressing his way firmly into her room, retrieving the broad captain’s hat that rested atop her bedpost. It shook some in his hold, the feathers adorning it, a pure white, though died crimson some with their old battle, a few of the adornments shredded from earlier fights. HE rushed it forward, shipmates dashing out of the sleek animal’s way as he darted to his master again, lifting the hat and resting it into her open palm, mrowing as she placed it smoothly atop her head, long violet hair pressed down beneath the hat, though the strands did lick her cheeks loosely from her shoulders, whipped by the wind and swaying with the feathers above. The metal of her weapon glinted darkly at her side, a gun, also hanging from her belt thudding against her leg as she stepped forward a pace or two, coming to the head of the ship and shouting again. Another howl as she grinned, their boat making a swift turn.
It started to ease its way in a serpentine manner, swerving to and fro as they evaded the enemy’s canons, attempting to swoop forward with a wave of gunshot before finally drawing up against the other boat. They charge, full force at it at first, the dragon’s head, stolen from an oriental island they had visited during their travels, screamed from the head of their boat, crashing, headlong into the other ship, pulling back as they slipped sideways, a row of canon pressing from wooden doors fixed along the side of the boat. They awaited the captain’s order from below deck, their ears peeled for the woman’s voice as she watched, violet eyes narrowed. And finally, as she watched the enemy roll out their own canons, she screamed “FIRE!” At the top of her lung, swinging down her rapier and jumping back from where she had taken to balancing on the railing, ducking low as a loud BANG shattered the air, splintering the side of the enemy boat, a curse slipping from the woman’s lips as a returning blow was fired, causing their ship equal damage.
The shouts of some of her crew echoed in her ears, nevertheless, she lined up a group at the edge, ordering a swift sweep of gunfire before another blast from the canons, all the while pulling closer and closer to the other ship. Now, at first sight, this may have seemed a fool move for the smaller boat but, as Xander lowered herself down, she made a swift motion, a large group of pirates rushing up from the hall with heavy metal hooks at hand, ropes attached strongly to the ends. They scattered about the boat, waiting as Xander rushed up alongside them, her own hook pressed into her palm and then, just as they drew up, right beside the enemy ship, gunshots being fired back at them, taking a few of them down in a swift shot, Xander gave the order and the hooks were thrown, catching onto the other ship and sinking deeply into the wood along the side. The captain gave a tug, sheathing her rapier and, giving a final order to fire, she rushed forward, leaping from her own ship and swinging upwards, through the air. Her body vaulted over the water, fingers sliding loose as she let herself be thrown from her own ship and onto the other, landing right in front of a young girl whom seemed to have been attempting an escape towards the hall leading to the lower cabins.
At first, the captain’s eyes widened in shock, then settling into a look of rage, hands reaching for the rapier at her side and thrusting it into the air, she shouted, some of her crew joining her upon the enemy boat and, swinging down once, she attempted to strike the young white haired woman below her.

Yet now I find myself trapped within its beauty… like a million times before…

To touch the face of the ocean...

Evelyn screamed, voice echoing past the shrieks and crashes of battle as she jumped sideways, dodging the blow of the woman above her. AS the violet eyed lady growled, she jumped to her feet, fumbling with her staff as she tried to run, tripping hopelessly over her long gown again and forced against the floorboards once more, eyes a flurry of panic. She could hear the footsteps of Xander behind her growing closer and, pressing herself to her feet again, she turned, lifting her staff into the air just in time to counter a blow from the captain, her own staff clashing against the blade of the rapier. She cried again, tears welling in her eyes as she looked into the violet iris’ of the woman against her now, shocked and in awe at her power… somewhat admiring her title.. Despite her gender yet, all the while growing more and more fearful as the strength of the captain descended upon her, forcing her to the ground. She turned, spinning once, though the rapier did thrash it was over her cheek, cutting through the gossamer veil which had fallen over her form more so now and pulling another scream from her lips.

Would be like touching the face of a being so vast as the lord above!

[2 Be A Monster]

Liam let Evelyn go, grabbing for his long sword he kept on his person at all times. He drew the sword, letting the sheen glint for a passing second. The sounds of fire and the dull thuds of hooks hooking into his ship awoke him from his stare. The cannons had gone off, rocking the two boats, his more so than the other he could see. The damage it would cost passed through his mind, but it left as quickly as it came. He heard the shots fired, saw the people falling, and smelled the blood that started to form in the air. He shook it away, letting those thoughts go as he rushed down to the deck, cutting down a pirate in his way. The cries of his crew mates firing and fighting erupted in his ears, but a particular scream sent shivers down his spine. Something was wrong. Liam quickly turned to the source of the scream, seeing Evelyn barely missed getting cut by a violet haired woman. He cursed his stupidity and raced from his place across the deck, dodging blows and blocking to the best of his ability. It had been a while since the crew had had a fight of this magnitude, and his side began to hurt. He touched it, feeling blood on his hand. “When the hell?” he muttered, raising his sword to strike down a man about to take out his cabin boy. He grimaced at the mess and left the boy to defend himself alone again. As the woman began her third attack, Liam reached Evelyn, pulling her up and away from the woman. His arm hurt for a brief moment, but he disregarded it. He held his long sword before himself, steadying his feet as the ship rocked. “Alright woman,” he said, his voice rough and commanding as he noted her unique hat, “get off my ship and take your crew with you.” He ordered, staring at her intensely. His eyes glanced at her hat and then her face, the features strangely familiar to him. The hair, the eyes, they were cold, but they showed past warmth. Liam blinked rapidly as he tried to clear his vision. ‘Why does she seem familiar?’ he thought carefully, trying not to get too distracted without getting himself and Evelyn killed.

[Sweet Somber Kitty]

We loved the sea, and it branded us with pain…

A growl sounded from the woman as her victim was pulled from beneath her, a long sword brought up against her to block her fatal flow from being administered, driving a rage into her chest as she jumped back, weapon held at a vicious ready. "Damn you!" She hissed some, violet hair whipping against her face as suddenly, she spun, a young man rushing up behind her to deliver a swift swipe to her back as she focused on the captain, only to have her drive her rapier deep into his gut. She sneered as he yelped against the pain and then, in almost an instant, she ripped the weapon sideways, a spray of blood rushing from the motions, dotting the floorboards below, only to melt away into a puddle of blood which seeped from the man as he fell to the ground. And again she turned, eyes back on the opposing captain again as she pointed her bloodied sword to him, seeing that cowardly woman behind him, cowering again, shying into his shadow as though to elude the eyes of the predator like woman. She scowled, watching him with narrowed eyes and, as her gaze rolled past the eye patch onto his deep blue iris she paused, blinking visibly, her rapier falling a little lower as there came slack to her muscles. Her lips, once pressed into a frown, fell open gently, a soft gasp breaching her chest though, as her eyes flashed to the woman behind again, she felt herself grow subconsciously angered further, something driving that tension into her muscles again and sending her forward. There was a clashing, loud and ear shattering as their blades met again and again, sparks flying as the metal weapons fell against one another in sweeping motions, almost practiced… almost perfect in unison and, as Xander spun, thrashing her blade towards his legs only to be cut off again, she shouted, sweeping out with her leg behind to throw him off balance and offer herself a free blow to the head…. A move she had learned through practicing.. Many years ago…

“Stop!” she said as he blocked her attack again, holding his wooden sword strong against hers while his hand came up to block her kick smoothly. And the girl shouted again. “You are cheating!!!” her voice was full of anger as she jumped back again, throwing her sword to the ground in a fit. “That was my special move!! You weren’t able to block it before!” She stomped against the ground as he laughed audibly, stepping towards her. “You.. Are.. CHEATING!” And, as he lifted a hand to place it on her shoulder, she reached up, grabbed his wrist and turn, pulling his swiftly against her body and using the momentum to send him flying over her shoulder and against the ground below her. She frowned deeply towards the boy, whom gasped for breath against the ground and, crossing her arms over her chest she turned, kicking up a cloud of dust into the air.

He had been able to escape her little move.. But none others had been able to evade it.. Until now it seemed for, as she swept up with a lengthy leg, a powerful grip countered her forcing her to jump back again with a growl, blade held out in front of her once more. However, as she stood straight, she winced, the movement having scent her side into blazing pain, blinding as the hurt swept through her body, almost crippling her as she grasped her ribs, giving a low cry, weapon still held at ready. Then, her eyes met his again and she felt herself break from her motions, gasping for breath. A name… a single name came to her mind as she looked to him, forcing her to stop breathing, her air caught in her throat against the shock of the familiarity, catching her off guard, forcing her to lower her weapon for a brief moment… a bad move on her part indeed.


Liam…

Yet now I find myself trapped within its beauty… like a million times before…

[2 Be A Monster]

Liam saw her lower her blade, taking the opportunity to raise his to her throat, breathing heavily from the motions he forgot he knew. That kick, the block, the almost practiced sword played… it felt all too surreal. He wouldn’t believe what his brain was telling. He couldn’t believe that his friend, his Macaroni had survived and turned into this beautiful captain, the seemed cold and utterly ruthless. His eyes trailed behind her to her ship, the name showing on its rough wood. ‘Annie Apple…’ Liam shook his head quickly, trying hard to refuse the evidence that this woman could be what he missed. Liam glanced between the female captain and her ship. “You, woman” he said, his voice quiet, but loud enough to be heard over the din of the ships. “Are you an Annie?” he asked, remembering the first day he met her, his Macaroni, his best friend…

his Xander…

[GAH! IT'S TOO SHORT! ><]

[Sweet Somber Kitty]

We loved the sea, and it branded us with pain…

Xander struggled as he grabbed her, falling still, though she too gasped against him as the cold metal was pressed against her throat, stinging against her skin as she swallowed. His hold was too strong, and she felt her weapon fall from her grip, a curse rising in the pit of her stomach… a curse towards herself for being so foolish, for letting down her guard when she was at the top, or more so on equal with the man. But now he held her, tight against him, with no chance of her escaping. She coughed, feeling him shifting behind her, muscles tensing now and again, but not so much as he spoke into her ear… his question making her blood run cold in her veins. She felt as though her heart had stopped, almost falling limp in his arms as her body seemed to numb against all senses, including the pain. The world about seemed to silence, moving in slow motion… the battle about her ebbing into soundlessness, each strike, each spiraling bead of blood almost halting in mid air as she swallowed again, almost falling forward, but stopped as pain entered her throat and she pressed back into him, her body pressed again his chest as reality fell upon her, all the force pulling her into animation again. “I… I…” she said, falling still and gasping, realizing only then that she had been holding her breath and, blinking past a heated blur that had built in her eyes, she coughed, to clear a lump in her throat… a moment of silence passing between them before she spoke again. She tried to look up at him, able to look into his good eyes as she tilted her head over to slightly to the side, breathing calming and lips parting very little… “L-Liam?…. I… Is it you? A-annie apple Liam? B-but…”

Yet now I find myself trapped within its beauty… like a million times before…

((Mine too. xD ))

[Nataku_187]

River grinned to his captain, laughing a bit as Gogo was back on his shoulder. Over the anger he had toward his master. Jumpping backwards River nodded to his captain's order climbing back up to his post. He liked being look out only because he liked to climb, he really was a monkey. He wondered where his captain was taking them but didn't really care so long as they were heading somewhere. River smiled the wind blowing over his face oh how he loved the salty air and the crisp winds dancing with his hair.
Hours passed and River took over a bit as his captain rested then she was back at the wheel once more. When he spoted that big ship his eyes gleamed, it looked to be a navy ship. What luck they had River knew that there was going to be all sorts of treats aboard it. Waiting the men get all excited River laughed climbing back up the post he stared at the ship. Though the small left River's face when the ship was hit and some of his captain's crew members were hit.
"Oi ye pay for that!!" River reached back taking out his chained whip lashing it out with ease. It sharp metal end flew toward the ship cutting anyone that dared to get in it's way. Once it hit a post in the navy ship River climbed up the chain with inhuman speed. Landing on the ship where Navy soilders surrounded him and gogo. River smirked pulling on his whip which came back. Jumping high into the air the soilders looked up, River spinned his whip spiraling down cutting the men in the legs , shoulders, the sides of thier stomach. Though that was just the tip of the whip the chain part was heavier and harder than it looked. Whipping into others sides leaving bruses, to the men that got hit with the chain it was like getting punched by a brute. Once River landed on his feet men feoll around him, the male smirked he was good up against many.
Gogo pulled River's ear causing him to look in the direction the monkey was looking seeing his captain in danger.
"CAPTAIN!!!" River shouted as fury ran through the young male he ran fast to help, throwing out his whip to make the other man move away from his captain. The whip hit another pole River pulling on it to pull himself up and over some beams landing on his feet. Right in front of his captain pulling his whip out of the post River glared at the taller man.
"You dare harm our captain, I'll make sure ye other eye be like the first." River had a scary look in his eyes the chains whirling around him and his captain as if it were alive. Whipping around like a snake coiling to attack it's prey, Gogo growled at the man. Anyone who got close was ether cut by the sharp metal tip or smacked by the hard and heavy chains that River flung around with ease.

((Aw you guys started the battle without me!!))

[2 Be A Monster]

Liam stepped back warily from the boy and released Xander. It was one thing to be threatened by a deadly whip, but another to find your best friend in the heat of a battle. He swallowed, shaking his head, and looking between her and the first mate, he assumed. “I… But how… why?!” he asked, clearly distraught at the situation at hand. He stared at her openly, and then the first mate, and finally at the fighting crews. He frowned, remembering his position and stature, and shouted, “Men! Enough!” they gave him a ridiculous look, and shouted as they held off the pirates. It wasn’t unexpected, but he couldn’t deal with two things at once. “Xander… Captain Xander I suppose now, can you ask your crew to lay down their weapons as well?” he asked, trying to sound professional. He couldn’t let his emotions run over more than they had already. Liam looked at Xander, his friend that he thought had been lost to the sea, his eyes more than enough to convey the feelings pent up inside him.

Acc!
Because of the evil bastards that created the school systems, Somber and I are gonna be unavaible till next week, though maybe later because Somber also is having issues with her computer. Sorry for the delay and the really short post, but wait till Sunday or Monday!

~Mony

[Nataku_187]

River frowned how dare this man talk to the captain as if he knew her? Maybe he did but to fight a friend hurt he men and her and then tell them to stop what did this man take them for? River's whip came around cracking at the ground before the other's feet. Gogo chattering loudly at the man before them, thought seeing the navy men back off River stopped his own whip. But not because the others stopped he ran back to his already injuried captain and helpped her up.
"Who do ya think you are? How dare ya hurt our captain in a fight then dare us to stop? What plot are you cooking, Navy swine?" River glared at the other not liking him so much since he called the captain by her first name then corrected himself. River was not going to give an order to the crew since the captain was still able to talk and give the orders herself. So he waited dor her to speak and if the other so much as take a step forward River would make sure he had nothing to support the weight over the foot.

((I thought you two forgot all about me I'm so happy that is not the case here. T^T ))