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Post by DIONE on Jul 16, 2013 8:20:52 GMT -6
a rising threat The blonde haired mermaid lay unmoving in the water, with her head just above the surface, floating deeper out into the ocean for every moment that went by. The people around her had started attacking each other, but she was unaware of who had been hit or who had gone where. All she knew was that she had been out for a few minutes. Unconscious. Her mind was stirring again, however, which meant she was conscious again. She could hear a few people talk, but she had drifted so far that the voices were faint in her ears. The next moment she was able to open her eyes. Slowly, but steadily, she could see two men moving towards her, the other one a little closer, reaching for her hand. He was reaching for her! Dione let out a shriek and splashed her tail angrily against the surface of the water, trying to shake off whatever hold he might have on her, though she couldn't feel anything. She had successfully drawn enough distance between the spiked haired man and herself, enough to ensure her safety for at least a minute more. "D-don't touch me!" she cried, confusion clouding her mind. Did they all want to capture her now? Did Njord tell them the reason he had been hunting her in the first place? If he had, she knew she was doomed. And if she was, why stick around for her impending confinement? No, she was intent on being free. That's why, without notice, Dione spun around in the water - though not so quickly as she would have wanted, making it easy for anyone to grab a hold of her - and was about to swim away from the beach. (If no moves are made, Dione will disappear and the event will end.)
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Post by CECILIA S. on Jul 16, 2013 14:12:40 GMT -6
So she'd gain no help from Damian, Cecelia didn't take her eyes off the pirate captain as the man tossed his icicles towards the pirates going after the mermaid. Her hand still gripped the sword tightly, knuckles whitening under her thin, black gloves. He was still pinning down the red-head, his sword at the neck and with any luck, distracted. Or at least distracted enough for Cecilia to charge.
She shifted the sword a little in her hands before running towards the captain. Her feet stumbled just a little in the sand as she was not used to fighting on such terrain but she managed to quickly correct herself, sliding in to perform an uppercut on Njord's torso.
ooc: sorry I can't think of any ways to try to get her to take action for Dione
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Post by xana on Jul 16, 2013 14:48:06 GMT -6
Damian muttered a curse or two when he saw the pirate still standing. He stopped when he threw the needles towards the spiky-haired boy swimming to the mermaid. Much to his relief, the needles seemed to bounce off the boy's skin.
With that little problem gone, Damian turned back to he pirate. It seemed as though he was going to have to resort to brute force, seeing as how they both have their swords out. "So be it then..." He muttered this as he concentrated fully on the pirate. In a fluid motion, he popped open the same pocket that he pulled out three needles from, and produced three more, depleting that one pocket dry. He then threw each, aiming at a specific spot: one at the neck, and two at the arms.
Once the last needle was thrown, he rushed in with his sword up, ready to parry any potential strikes from above.
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Post by RINGO S. on Jul 18, 2013 10:17:40 GMT -6
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Ringo's attempt to reach out to Dionne was met with a shriek, something that threw Ringo a little off for a second. He thinks he swallowed a bit of sea water on accident...not made better when she started to splash her tail at him. This resulted in Ringo getting more water in his mouth. He is going to have to brush his teeth after this.
"D-don't touch me!"
"W-wait, hold on!!" Ringo lunged over and try to hold on...well...just about anything would do at this point. Ringo would prefer her wrist or hand since the tail would obviously lead to pain but he had to at least try to reassure her that everything is going to be alright. "We're trying to help you get away from the pirates! Just trust me, if we wanted to capture you we would've done so to start with!!" Not...a very strong argument since she has no idea what happened when she was unconscious but Ringo has to at least try.
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Post by NJORD on Jul 19, 2013 23:51:51 GMT -6
a rising threat Honor be damned. He clicked his tongue with clear disinterest in the redhead that he now held at knife point - or should it have been sword point? - moving to turn and keep an eye on his faltering men. It wouldn't be much longer before he was greeted by the sharp steel of a blade, the pirate captain moving swiftly and swinging his sword out to stop the blow from ever reaching him. The blades clashed, Njord pushing forward with his own sword as a smile curled upon his lips. How interesting, he thought. Such a feisty young woman. It was a darn shame that she wasn't on his side. "You know, I don't typically fight with women. [/b]" He commented, shoving forward in an attempt to push Cecilia to the ground or at least to retract her sword. " Call me old fashioned.[/b]" He looked at his men from the corner of his eye before turning his gaze back to Cecilia. " Oi, get th' mermaid![/b]" Njord said to no one in particular, his men nodding at acknowledgement of the command. The one that was fighting with the silver haired man just narrowly dodged the needles thrown at him, though one had clearly lodged itself in a pressure point in his arm. He hissed, nearly dropping the sword to the ground as he moved to yank it with a quick and fluid motion before he swung his sword at the man. Angry, furious that some meager villager had managed to get a blow in at all. Needle or not. His blade clashed against the other's sword when he would finally arrive, shoving back - just barely, he might add - quickly before turning to address the mermaid. His captain told him to get her and he was the closest. It was clear that his shipmate would not be able to clear the entire beach in the allotted time. "Oi, didn't I tell ya t' mind yer own business, 'idgit? The cap' wants th' lil' miss. And I inten' on gettin' 'er." He glanced back over his shoulder to keep an eye on Damien before he flashed his sword at Ringo, a smug grin plastered across his face. "And y' lass, I'll bring y' to cap' dead or alive. We ain't gonna kill ya' if y' just behave li' a good girl, y'see?" Meanwhile, the pirate dealing with the redhead was drawing himself up from the ground. The same mocking smile on his lips as the others in his crew. He moved, eying Ezekiel. Just waiting for him to make a move. "Eh, you must b' quite an honorable man? No fightin' someone who can't fight back." He chuckled, lowering his eyes to watch him and find some sort of weakness. "Too bad that pirates don't have such a pleasure." He drew out a pistol, pointing the nose of his weapon at the other's forehead. He moved, resting his finger on the trigger. "Works out perfectly for me." [/div][/center]
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Post by CECILIA S. on Jul 20, 2013 23:15:26 GMT -6
Their blades hit, clanging together with quite a force. Cecelia’s eyes narrowed, cold, calculating and contradictory to her lips which were curled into a snarl with the instinctive effort she was putting into the battle.
He stepped forward, shoving his weight into her sword. Cecelia let out a grunt and quickly attempted to jump backwards in a retreat. Between the slippery sand and force of the push, however she stumbled, falling to the ground with a thud. "Call me old fashioned."
She didn’t say a word to retort, merely glaring at the man. In but a moment’s time she had flung herself up off the ground. And in her hand, the one not holding her sword, was a fist full of sand that she quickly threw at the captain’s face before immediately coming in for another slice while he was hopefully distracted.
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Post by xana on Jul 21, 2013 15:25:25 GMT -6
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It looked like the pirate was dismissing Damian's strike to the pressure point as pure, dumb luck. He definitely felt a pang of irritation, but he kept his father's advice in mind. "Never let your emotions run in a fight. It may very well cost you an opportunity, as well as your life." So, Damian eyed the pirate carefully, moving his sword to his left hand and his right hand over the pockets on his chest.
At the exact moment the pirate turned to the mermaid and Ringo, he opened another one of his six cylinder pockets from the bottom, catching all six needles that were inside. He concentrated for a good second or two, and flung all six at the same time. They were all going to hit some part of the pirate's body if he didn't move or block.
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Post by EZEKIEL L. on Jul 21, 2013 16:33:09 GMT -6
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He wasn't quite sure what he had been expecting - to be fair, he would have been prepared for another set of fist fighting - but Ezekiel's blood seemed to run cold the moment the man drew a pistol. The barrel of the gun was immediately pointed directly in between his eyes, and Ezekiel's fists slowly opened to expose his palms as he lifted his hands in front of him. He said not a word, biting his tongue as his thoughts began to spin. He wasn't surprised that the fight was turning out this way - it's not like the pirates followed any codes. Cheap moves were to be expected. Still, the current situation wasn't leaning in his favor at all, and he wasn't about to allow himself to get shot.
He was well aware of the man's finger on the trigger. Somehow, he had to distract him, humanize him in some way, to stall the possibility of getting his head blown off at point blank range. "It would appear so." Ezekiel mused out loud, eying the man closely. The red-head wasn't a talker - but he had to keep the pirate occupied. He opted for a wry smirk. "This might be an opportune moment for you, but..." The blacksmith turned his attention ever so slightly, regarding the thrashing Dione and scuffle to restrain her, by both pirate and civilian, as he subtly began sliding his foot into the sand. Hopefully his opponent would follow his gaze, and realize the risk his captain ran of losing the mermaid altogether. " I'm not so sure about your party."
In a flash of quick thinking and risk, Ezekiel kicked his foot upwards, spraying a boot of sand into the pirate's face. Then he moved, darting forwards, raising his already lifted dominant hand even higher, before bringing a blow down towards the pirate's wrist in hopes of both injuring the joint and knocking the firearm from his hand. notes COUNTER-ATTACK! /o/ words 323 tags pirate henchman woo. WRATH
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Post by RINGO S. on Jul 22, 2013 15:19:03 GMT -6
[atrb=style, Background-color: #dddddd][atrb=width, 537, bTable][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=vAlign,top] JUST ONE MORE
"Oi, get th' mermaid!" Shit...more unwanted company for Ringo and Dione. The pirate the silver haired man was throwing needles at went over to Ringo. This was getting bad to worse. Ringo wasn't sure how many strikes from a sword he'll be able to take even with his own body reinforced and he has no other magics prepared.
"Oi, didn't I tell ya t' mind yer own business, 'idgit? The cap' wants th' lil' miss. And I inten' on gettin' 'er." He pointed his sword at Ringo. "And y' lass, I'll bring y' to cap' dead or alive. We ain't gonna kill ya' if y' just behave li' a good girl, y'see?" Ringo continued to keep his grip on Dionne. "Eh, you must b' quite an honorable man? No fightin' someone who can't fight back." Ringo's eyes slowly slid towards the silver haired man. "Too bad that pirates don't have such a pleasure."
"We got to swim and dive!" Ringo splashed as much water as he can on the pirate to distract him and then started attempting to swim and dive down once he got deep enough.
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Post by DIONE on Jul 22, 2013 18:43:19 GMT -6
a rising threat The relief she felt was short-lived, just as her escape was. Before she could get a good grip on the water and bend it around her to move more freely, someone had grabbed a hold of her wrist, and yanked it towards them. At least, that was what it felt like, seeing as said someone was firmly planted on the sandy bottom underneath. Dione cried out, not so much in pain, but in shock. "L-let go of me! What do you think you're do--" But the spikey haired male with his grip on her delicate skin made no move to release his hold, and instead yelled at her. A few teary beads welled up in the corner of her eyes. "I d-don't see how this is m-much different from not being captured!" Her gaze fell on his hand, then back up at the male. Things were balling on around them, but she diverted her eyes for just a moment to glance over at Njord, who was fighting a .. girl? She was too far away to hear anything that was possibly being said between them, but the image of Njord clashing swords with a girl was offsetting. Dione wanted to cry out to the girl, tell her to run or retreat somewhere because she was facing one of the deadliest pirates out there, but she couldn't muster any sound. Then, she heard one of the pirates that had apparently been ordered to apprehend her and all worry about other people was lost, but there was no time to react before the male who had his hand around hers spat some words and had taken a dive into the water, dragging her behind him. "W-what are you--" She felt violated, and wanted to shake him off. The water was her domain, but she was far too weak to head into open sea. Instead, she took charge and dove even deeper, along the bottom, now dragging the male behind her. (Better keep a tight hold on her, or she will be lost in the water.)
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Post by RINGO S. on Jul 29, 2013 2:55:38 GMT -6
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In retrospect this was a good idea in the fact that they're now going away from the pirates. Then it started to hit Ringo that maybe it was a bad idea. As they got deeper into the water the mermaid then started to dive past him. Now Ringo was the one being dragged.
Ringo held on. Both his breathe and his grip. He wasn't going to let her go. He needed to hold on as much as possible. Ringo tried his best to stay conscious. He could still see the colors that composed Dione to a small degree. Ringo just had to hold his breathe long enough for the chaos to die out.
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Post by NJORD on Jul 29, 2013 3:17:44 GMT -6
a rising threat She didn't reply to him, instead opting to push back the force of his own blade with her's. Fine with him. He could do all the talking then. "If we weren't on opposing sides, I would've liked to take you and the other men aboard." And when she fell, Njord pointed the tip of his blade at her while he casually inspected his nails on his free one. "You put up quite a fight." He stole a glance at the woman, his smile spreading wider when he caught the sight of the small rivulets of sand spilling out of the sides of her hand. He tilted his head to the side, twisting the blade in his hand to block the attack before he moved to land a blow on her side.
"Y' don't play fair either." Pause. "I like that."
Meanwhile, the pirate near Dione and Ringo was about to follow along with them both. "Oh no y' don't, lad!" At least until he felt a sharp pain in his neck and the other in his shoulder. Have it be damned. He lifted his hand to gingerly touch the thin projectile, yanking it out roughly as he turned to look at the man. "Damn it! What d'you intend t' do with those needles, eh? Make me a pin cushion, is that it?" He even made him lose sight of the mermaid. What would happen if she managed to escape? The cap' would've had his head on a platter if he lost her! The pirate clicked his tongue, charging forward at the silver haired man preparing to land at least a blow to the man's dominant arm. If he was going to die, he was going to damn well get rid of the man that caused such an incident.
The third of the trio turned to look at the conflict between the mermaid and his shipmate, only to find that she dove beneath the water and the man had charged full speed ahead at Damien. "Oi, go get 'er y' lout! Don't pick a fight y' know ye can't win!" Unfortunately for him, he had made the same mistake. The minute that the sand had made contact with his eyes, the pirate pulled the trigger and shot aimlessly as he tried to make sense of what was happening now. He felt a sharp pain to his wrist, the pistol being dropped to the ground almost immediately. He hissed in pain, the man glaring hard at the redhead in anger. He had taken his opponent for granted. Tch. "Why I oughta-" The pirate lunged forward, trying to throw a punch to the other's stomach with his remaining uninjured hand. His wrist was hurting but there was nothing that could be done about that now.
(Both of the henchmen rolled hits, unlike Njord, who rolled a no-hit.)
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Post by CECILIA S. on Jul 30, 2013 23:40:32 GMT -6
Dang it!
There swords met once again with a cling, holding only for a moment or two before the pirate slashed at her side.
"Y' don't play fair either." He said. Her eyes widened and she quickly flicked her wrist upwards so the swords would meet once again. "I like that."
She still refused to speak, her eyes narrow and angry, her breaths deep and quick. She held the sword where it was for a few seconds before she spun to the right, lowering herself to dive towards the man in a lunge towards the right of his stomach.
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Post by DIONE on Aug 21, 2013 15:53:30 GMT -6
a rising threat The male kept a tight hold on her wrist, making Dione twitch as she swam along the sandy bottom of the beach. Not only was it uncomfortable, how he tightened his grip to not lose his grip as she dragged him along, but also out of fear she was going to make the poor boy drown. She had caused enough trouble as it was, no reason to have an unnecessary death on her hands. Shaking herself a few times at first, though figure out it was futile, she switched it to rolling around and swimming in a snake-like pattern, hoping the boy would let go. Unfortunately, when she did feel the grip loosened, she also felt a sharp tug to her tail. She cried out in pain, and moved her head to scowl at the boy for hurting her. Whether or not it was intentional, she didn't care. He had hurt her, so she felt no other obligation anymore to save him. However, when she looked down to see what had become of him, she noticed a shiny little object lodged into the skin of one of his hands. It seemed as if he had lost grip on her wrist, fallen behind her in a swift movement, fast enough so that when his hand trailed past her lower body, one of her scales had settled into the casing of his hand, and he was now bleeding. Out of fear, and still being angry with how he had hurt her, Dione - now free from the human male's grip - turned her head and swam as fast as she could away from him. Around the dock and out of sight, she was gone. (Dione has escaped, but left Ringo with a little memento of herself. Who knows if it could be valuable, but better keep it close or someone might snatch it away.)
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Post by RINGO S. on Aug 29, 2013 1:08:12 GMT -6
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Ringo held on to the wrist of the mermaid for as long as possible...however they were many things against him. The speed of which Dionne was swimming at, the current of the ocean water, and the inevitable fact that he is going to run out of oxygen eventually. Never the less he held on for as long as he could...but that didn't last too long.
Dionne's swimming finally cause Ringo's grip to loosen...however something was caught in his hand. The pain only woke up him up a little bit...he could see red and something was painfully lodged into his hand. Was he bleeding? Ringo quickly began to swim up on the surface.
The boy let out a loud gasp for air and then finally identified and pulled out the thing in his hand. A scale of sorts. He took a deep breathe and slowly tried to get his bearings straight while placing the scale away and trying to get a sense of where he was. Was he on the coast? He hoped to see other people...he had to make sure the pirates are gone. Ringo lost the mermaid meaning the pirates will give chase...however he had little idea where he was...He might as well try to wander around until he finds someone.
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