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 Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2007 7:04 pm
auron turns his floating ship towards michael's and his jaw drops when the Flying Dutchman pops out of the water "i need you both, so help me out" he says, as Resshin and Resatè appear in front of him "Resatè, take the helm, my friend" "ay, we will destroy that fool and his little fish friend" resatè says, as he takes the helm and auron teleports below decks, preparing the cannons to fire "take this, bilge rat! auron yells, firing the cannons at michaels ship and laughing as Archangel flies in circles around michael's ship, empowered by the very spirit of the air, and aurons powers over wind
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Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2007 7:14 pm
PK: haha, I see you're enjoying it.
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Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2007 7:41 pm
(Ack, i despise Turner, for obvious reasons. This takes place back when good ole' Davy Jones was in command. Not some drama queen wanna be pirate.)
Leon smirked, chuckling cold heartedly as he pulled Sunny along.
Michael looked on at the two approaching ships, as Davy Jones appeared behind him, Maccus and Jimmy Legs standing at his side.
Davy Jones: "Ah, if it isn't the great Don Miguel, how nice of him to take this time out of his busy schedule to speak with us, eh boys?"
Maccus and Jimmy Legs laugh.
"Lord Jones."
Davy Jones: "Time's up, Michael. 100 ships, captain and crew in a year. That was our agreement."
"yes, and it seems we've run into a bit of a 'snag' for lack of a better term."
Davy Jones: "A... snag!?"
"I might have... lost the book you gave me..."
Jones' face fills with rage.
Davy Jones: "Lost it!? You LOST that book!? And WHEN were you expecting to tell me this?"
"Look, it's your book, why don't you just poof it back?"
Davy Jones: "You can't just solve everything with magic, and you can't keep running back to me everytime something happens."
"Then, and extension..."
Davy Jones: "Get that book back! Then talk to me about an extension. You've got till the end of the month. Bring me that book, Michael, or there'll be the devil to pay!"
"Aye sir."
Jones and his crew turns to leave.
"Sir!"
Davy Jones: "What is it, now?"
"I was wondering, if i could ask one more favor?"
Davy Jones: "A favor?"
Michael whispers into Jones' ear (?) after a moment Jones turns his head.
Davy Jones: "That's do able, but it'll cost you."
"How much?"
Davy Jones: "An additional 50 souls."
"Done."
The two shake as Jones leaves. As the Flying Dutchman returns below the seas the La Resolucion changes direction, turning to face the Pearl As the two ships approach their target, a third ship rises from beneith the water. The Santo Columbia re emerged from beneith the sea, Michael at its helm. he stood, hands at the wheel smiling.
"Good to be back."
The Santo Columbia continued to sail away as the pearl now faced two opponents. Cannons aimed at Ranu and Auron.
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Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2007 7:50 pm
"try this one on for size, bilge rat" auron says, firing the cannon nearest him, using the wind to volley the one shot back and forth through the La Resolucion, making a large number of holes in her sides "now, for that old piece of crap" auron says, teleporting behind Resatè "take her down right beside the new ship" he says, as resatè turns the wheel and the ship flies beside the Santo Columbia, just high enough to avoid its cannons "take care of her you two" auron says, and jumps onto the Santo Columbia, his long sword drawn and against michaels throat "checkmate, michael" he said, smiling "what do ye think of my new ship, the Archangel?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2007 7:52 pm
Sunny caught up with Leon and turned on the charm, hoping to get good and helpful information she could use to her advantage. "So, what name do you go by? I don't think I caught it" she said sweetly. "And where are we going? Why do you need me?" she asked before feighning shock and embarassment. "Oh... I'm terribly sorry... Am I asking too many questions? How rude of me..." she declared as if curiousity were a crime.
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Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2007 7:56 pm
Storm finally met up with her perplexed daughters.
"Where's Sunny? I thought you had here?!"
Zia and Maida scrambled for a good excuse.
"Um..." "We let her..." "Go?" "Yeah! That works!" "We let her go."
The crow grisl nodded firmly.
"Then why is there a body there?"
They looked down at it sadly.
"He attacked her." "And we defended."
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 5:18 am
Leon kept a steady pace as the white sails of the fleet came into view, they were nearing the coast.
Leon: "You can call me Leon, love. As per what's going on exactly, just look around."
All through Tortuga, French troops were storming into buildings and pulling people onto the street. At one house, a woman screams and runs out side as gunfire drowns her out.
Leon: "it's a pity that all these pirates don't want to cooperate."
Along the coast, several ships have gathered to try and break the blockade. As they sail into battle, the ships are mercilessly destroyed by cannon fire. There does not appear to be a scratch on the French ships.
Michael looks calmly at the blade set to his throat.
"It's nice, you ever consider signing it to a new fleet?"
Michael raises a finer to Auron, signaling for him to wait a moment. He searches the many pockets of his jacket, pulling out an old brochure to "Join the fleet of Don Miguel".
"Take this, and get back to me."
He hands Auron the brochure and pushes him over the near by rail.
"Write back soon!"
The La Resolucion fires upon the Archangel, however, it is not cannon balls, but gatling chains. The metal pierces through its deck, connecting the two ships. The Resolucion pulls in its catch.
The French ship, the Hound approaches the Rose as they sail away from the fleet.
First mate: "Captain Felgrand, we have recieved a report of a number of ships that escaped from the island before the blockade was formally set up. We believe Michael is onboard one of the ships."
Captain Felgrand: "So vhy are you vaisting my time vith zis?"
First Mate: "One of the ships 'flew' out of port, sir."
Captain: "Ah, so zees ships are vithin my area of specialtiez! Prepare ze cannons, we have a date vith heir Michael!"
The Rose and the Hound race to pursue the rest of the ships.
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 7:55 am
[None of you paid attention, actually. Its not 'Captain' Jack, its just Jack Sparrow. Hes not got any kind of ship where the rank 'Captain' would be used.
Sorry ladies, he's just 'Crewman' Jack Sparrow.
Auron isn't on the Pearl. If he tried with the shields raised, he'd get roasted. Plain as.]
Pearl
Tortuga coast
Ranu smiled coldly as La Resolucion, and the Flying Dutchman, both approached. He floated higher, lowering his legs to touch the ground. "Lets send Jones to investigate his locker, shall we?"
As the Pearl raced towards the Dutchman, Ranu drew Dreams, looking to his right as his awestruck daughter drew Nightmare, reformed to his sword state, the single red eye on his pommel staring coldly up at the hastily clouding sky. He glanced back but no one else was following, and no signal had been sent up for Ranu to drop the shield to allow them on.
"Its time for the wolfs to play," Ranu said with a grin that never met his eyes. "A bag of gold and two barrells of rum to whoever kills the most," he calmly stated. "That includes when the froggie ship tries to take us while we're distracted."
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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 9:06 am
auron teleports onto the deck of his ship, just before hitting the water "what makes you think i would leave botch?" he yells over the railing, looking at michael with a smile on his face "not enough fun for a man like me" he says, snapping his fingers and forming a tornado around the two ships, swirling wildly as it forces both ships around in circles "and if those french fools interfere, they can all expect a visit to Davy Jones locker" he says, smiling as he teleports two feet above michael, upside down, of course "and why in the world is the french navy chasing you down, eh? tried to take a few ships and crews for old fish-face?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 9:29 am
(Oh then i forgot, 3 ships are approaching the Pearl.
-The Flying Dutchman
-The La Resolucion
-The Crimson Angel
(All on Michael's side)
Then, we alson have
-The Rose
-The Hound
(On the French side.))
Michael turns from the helm of the Santo Columbia to see the approaching French Naval ships.
*Curses under his breath.* "How'd thet catch up to me so fast!?
The Santo Columbia continues away from the battle.
The Dutchman pulls alongside the pearl's port side, while the Crimson Angel pulls along its Starbird side. The La Resolucion turns towards the French ships.
Davy Jones: "Fire!"
Victor: "Fire!"
The two ships empty their cannons upon the Pearl.
The gattling chains of the Rose continue to pull the Archangel to the sea, as Captain Felgrand stands at the helm looking on with excitment.
Captain Felgrand: "Pull ze fool back to ze sea!"
First Mate: "Captain! Enemy approaching."
Captain Felgrand: "Prepare ze cannons. But do not stop draggin down zis ship. Heir Michael certainly knowz how to keep me entertained!"
The Hound continued ahead of the Rose, preparing to fight the La Resolucion first.
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 10:08 am
Sunny dug her heels into the ground stubbornly as the woman who'd been chased from her house tripped and fell by her feet. She helped the poor woman up, hispering words of comfort and telling her a safe place to go to, (Careful that Leon didn't hear), as well as asking her to spread the word. As the frightened woman nodded Sunny was dragged forward once more, staggering forward and stumbling against Leon.
Her mind had an impromptu battle then and there: She could hurt this man and escape or she could play along and get what she needed to know. She silently cursed as she let her curiousity win her over, knowing full well that anything Navy-related was bad.
((What's funny is my husband is in the U.S. Navy.... *snort* Hey Kibo.... I'm the pirate to his navy!!! Good one, huh?
And Alchemist... You need a shorter nickname.... I can't wait for 'Itachi' to meet 'Hinata' and try out his 'material'. *wink wink, nudge nudge, poke poke, shove shove, PUNCH*))
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 10:33 am
((You can just call me alch, everyone else does lol. And if you're that eager, then... it's time you met Lord Marcel))
After a long walk, Leon helped Sunny into a long boat, jumping in after her.
Leon: "Almost there, Lord Marcel is waiting for us on the Requiem, it's that one right there. Pretty big, huh? Come on, love, this is only going to be harder if you keep up the whole silent routine."
The long boat docked along side the massive flagship, the Requiem. Leon pulled Sunny onto deck, dragging her up the grand stairwell to the large glass doors of Lord Marcel's quarters. As the massive doors opened, Leon pulled Sunny inside, forcing her to sit down in a chair before the large glass windows. A door opened on the right wall of the second level, as Lord Marcel stepped to the banister, his cloak covering his figure from the bottom of the neck down. His black bangs hung over his face. A man so fierce not only in nature but in figure, Lord Marcel descended the stariwall to the first level, keeping his red eyes trained and locked on Sunny. Leon knelt before his master.
Leon: "M'lord, here is the girl."
Lord Marcel: "Very good, Leon."
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 12:25 pm
Sunny allowed herself to act on the little courage she'd worked up. "Lord Marcel, I politely request that you tell me the meaning of my abduction as well as the purpose of your abhorrent treatment of Tortuga" she stated firmly, getting up from her seat, knowing if she'd stayed seated she'd fidget and get nervous. "As your guest I have every right to be informed of these details" she continued as the bemused flicker in his otherwise stoic expression caused her voice to tremble slightly and her bravery to diminish. It was diffucult to hang on to righteous fury while in the presence of one who exuded such merciless cool.
She sat back down and blushed.
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 12:39 pm
PK: hmm... sea and sky work together! *teleports from the Archangel to the Naught* haha, get us started Miles, I have a plan!
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2007 2:22 pm
Marcel stepped forward silently.
Lord Marcel: "Does she always talk like this?"
Leon: "Yea, m'lord."
Lord Marcel: "Vincentt."
Vincentt enters through the large glass doors, papers tucked under his shoulder.
Vincentt: "Yes m'lord?"
Lord Marcel: "Please inform my guest as to why she is here."
Vincentt: "m'lord?"
Marcel only has to give Vincentt a dark look, before his loyal servent begins talking.
Vincentt: "M'lady, you find yourself in the presence of Lord Marcel because of your connection to the Spirit Fleet. We hope that your attendance will attract the attention of your admiral. Anything else?"
Leon: "Yea, she wants to know why we came to this hell-hole of an island."
Vincentt shoots his brother a look, before continuing.
Vincentt: "We found our way to this island in pursuit of a fugitive. Your admiral has been seen meeting with our fugitive on a number of times, and sources indicate he is not one to talk openly."
Lord Marcel: "That is enough, for now. Leon, take her to her room."
Leon: "Yes, M'lord. Come on now, love."
Leon grabs Suny by the arm and pulls her from the room. After the two have left, Vincentt approaches Lord Marcel's desk spreading out a number of charts.
Vincentt: "Felgrand is currently in pursuit of a number of ships that escaped the blockade, Michael is onboard one of them. I suggest we turn the fleet and chase after him, let Botch find us."
Lord Marcel: "No."
Vincentt: "M'lord?"
Lord Marcel: "This Admiral Botch, he must be very important to Michael. he is known to never attack the same place twice, unless he has one of two reasons. The first, is that he holds a vendetta with someone there, or the place itself. The second, is if there is something of great value he is after."
Vincentt: "Great value? We have his book, what else could he be after?"
Marcel moves to his desk, sliding his pale fingers over the cover of the legendary Black Book.
Lord Marcel: "That's what we hope to learn from Admiral Botch."
Leon pushes Sunny inside of the room, a formal bedroom fit for an officer. Leon swings Sunny about and throws her onto the bed.
Leon: "Best make yourself confortable, love."
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