~&#xTh;e Ones Denied Of Fate%~ (Dirk = Gone >.<)

[Blackbeard Kord]

As Blackbeard would walk into the room with the stairway leading to the galleys he'd catch a newcomer walking onto the boat. Seemingly heavily armed he turned around the dwarven urgrosh in his hand. The spear tip to the left of his body while the axe head was to the right. He'd hold it like that in his hands at a slight angle as he made his approach to the man. "Who are you?" He'd ask the man in his deep voice, with a slight accent to it.

[Olidammara Vecna]

Olidammara would see both the reactions of the man and now the seemingly formidable man before him. His left hand would move down to grab the hilt of his scimitar as his brown eyes would look the man before him squarely in his eyes. Though his perephial vision would keep track of the other man with the woman.

"I..." He'd trail off wondering if he should give them his real name. He'd decide maybe atleast one group of people might as well know his true name for any other's would receive false information out of him. "I am Olidammara Vecna." He'd say atlast, the name flowed off his tongue elegantly, as if it was another language he had spoken for years.

He'd then bow slightly his hair hung off his head as he faced the planks. As he came back up he'd twist his head moving the hair out of the way. His face would remain emotionless though.

[Lenne Misao]

Hearing the squeak of floorboards she looked up and over Dirk's shoulder.

"It's ok, put me down and go and see the rest of your crew. I shall proceed to the look out tower and look out over the open sea's..."

She smiled and waited patiently.

[Dirk Graves]

+Dirk nods lightly to Lenne and puts her down gently. He then proceeds to walk towards the mysterious man, his hands in the loops of his torn pants+

"I don't give a s**t about your name, state your business. If you wanna join, you'd better be good at SOMETHING"

+Dirk crosses his arms before his bare chest, obviously a tad bit irate considering he was about to spend a nice evening with Lenne. Something about that girl just got him+

[wistful aria]

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Name: Miette
Gender: Female
Height: 5'2"
Weight: 100lbs
Hair Style/Color: Light brown medium length
Eye Color: Brown
Age: 21
Build: Small
Clothing: Pair of plain slacks and a white shirt. Carries a messanger style bag.
Weapons: Not a fighter, has a small knife, really as a tool. >.>
Marital Status: Single, not looking
Temperment: Very very shy, easily startled. Fairly intelligent though.
Position: erm... probably not.

Having left the bar that she had made her home for some time, Miette had been wandering to no particular place, searching for somewhere that she might be happier than an abandoned bar. She had been eyeing a large ship when she heard someone nearby speaking about a wizard, one who had a rather strange sense of humor. Could that be a certain, least favorite wizard of hers? She had no conscious idea of why she was actually making her way onto the ship, but she found herself boarding it. She stepped cautiously on deck, her conscious mind screaming at her, but it was now too late to turn back. Glancing around, she wondered what had possessed her to come here. Certainly not the safest place she could have chosen. She decided to judge quickly whether or not she should flee.

[Olidammara Vecna]

Olidammara would look at the other man with an emotionless expression on his face. He just shook his head slowly a soft chuckle would escape his lips.

"If I told you what I'm good at then I wouldn't be very good at what I did." He'd state nonchalantly. The entire time he'd say that the crossbow was pointed at the man's foot. For that's all he needed with the poison that was on the bolts.

His eyes, however, would never leave the questioning man's. As if this was a test that he needed to pass.

[Blackbeard Kord]

Blackbeard would just shake his head. Big complicated names that sounded foreign. Of course! That just what had to have come out of his mouth. "I'll call you Vecna...Oli..doma...whatever the ******** it is is too long for me to care about." He stated gruffly.

At that he'd turn on his feet and just walk back towards the galley. That is where he was going anyway and he might as well get something to eat instead of fooling around with some newcomer.

[Lenne Misao]

Lenne carried on to the look out tower but before she got there she decided to go and change her clothes in her cabin, walking down to where her cabin was she opened the door and entered. As she walked in she closed the door behind her and took a look around, smiling slightly she walked into the bathroom area to see a shower.

"I might well check this out, have a good shower then change..."

She gave a nod then exited the bathroom, letting her body drop to sit on the soft bed.

[-_- Kichiro Oda -_-]

Peregrinus watched all these comings and goings with a slight grin on his face. He had nothing to do, so he sat down.

In a lawn chair.

"This is the life!"

He spoke, taking up a glass of lemonade.

[Dirk Graves]

+As the man spoke, and kept his defenses up, Dirk can't help but smile+

"******** yeah, I like you.....Welcome aboard! Your rank is assassin"

+Dirk turns around to Lenne and begins to walk towards her, when he hears the floor boards creeking AGAIN. Doing a comical about-face, Dirk's emerald green eye lands on Miette. Placing his right hand on his right hip, Dirk's expression was obviously questioning+

"Hellooooo.....If your here to collect the boat-docking permit....I told you people to get lost"

+Chuckles+

[Lykaios Theta]

Again, she had returned. The woman, now aboard the ship after having slipped past the crew. Not that they seemed very observant folk. You think someone would have noticed a girl with wolfish ears and a tail wearing what was obviously not something one would take to sea. Silent footsteps thanks to her bare feet, the woman quickly pulled her hair back to keep it from randomely blowing about and possibly revealing her position like a giant red beacon. Still wearing the same divided dress of dark red, she quickly moved about the upper deck of the ship. She wasn't here on some sort of spy mission however. It was just wolfish curiousity that led her here. However, as she moved about she suddenly slipped upon the deck and fell a**-first onto the wooden floorboards. It seemed she hadn't yet recieved her sea legs. Either that, or they had been brutally chopped off and burned when she was younger.

[Olidammara Vecna]

Olidammara would just nod his head. He wouldn't even bother in thanking him for the position. He knew he'd get it. He'd relax somewhat and the crossbow would go back to its normal spot on his right outer thigh. Here he would seem at home. Though he'd chuckle as he thought if this would be the same response he'd get everytime he'd walk onto the ship for he knew he'd most likely have a different appearance.

He'd begin to walk now though towards the railing of the opposite side of the ship. As he reached it he'd lean against it and look out across the vast waters. He could only wait until he had to actually kill someone.

[wistful aria]

Startled, Miette realized a man was looking at her. 'Ugh, you got yourself into this... wait, what did he just as me?' She thought. "Ohh... um... no...no, sir. No. I thought, well, I heard, that PAT was here. I was looking for him, that is." Not having seen him yet, she began to worry what would happen to her before she found him. Had she even been right? What would they do to her if she wasn't? Would PAT even back her up? 'Of course he will,' she thought, 'I hope...' She smiled as best she could, unsure really what the best way to act was. Weakness probably wasn't the best thing to show, but she obviously wasn't fighting hers too well.

[Lenne Misao]

After sitting there for a moment in peace she stood back off and slipped her clothes off, first the top half then the bottom. Standing there naked she walked into the bathroom closing the door just slightly and turned on the shower, waiting for it to get to the right tempreture she stepped under the warm running water.

Standing there she let the warm water cascade down her soft pale slim curved figure, it felt so good against her skin as she breathed in and out peacefully closing her eyes and letting her hands run over her body.

[-_- Kichiro Oda -_-]

"Miette is here it seems..."

Peregrinus sure would look strange on that big deck. Just laying there on a lawn chair in a musketeer outfit with his staff at the side and a lemonade glass in hand.

"Silly little girl."