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Post by silent15 on Feb 12, 2017 17:12:42 GMT
An unholy cacophony roused Cambyses from his thoughts. It reminded him of the weasel fighting pits, mixed with... cursing? Decidedly feline cursing at that. Deciding that neither Jessica or Maxwell would thank him if he let one of their pets kill the other he strode towards the noise. What he found was an impressive scene of devastation, given that it had been inflicted by two creatures that barely came up to his knee.
The noise they were making was starting to draw the attention of some of the zailors, which Cambyses decided was the last straw. He didn't want to have to deal with a bunch of zailors and whatever bad omen they'd ascribe to this scene. Grabbing both the combatants by the scruffs of their necks he hauled them off each other and into the air. "ENOUGH! BOTH OF YOU!" Turning his head towards Discovery, he continued, "You, I liked better when you were near comatose. And you," turning to look at Fredrick, "You're a member of the Court of Cats, not some surface tomcat. Act like it. If you don't I'll throw both of you overboard to see whether weasels or cats swim better."
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Feb 12, 2017 17:24:55 GMT
An unholy rumble of a growl emits from Fredrick as the two are separate. He turns his golden eyes to look at the Professor. "Take the advice of a wise ol' cat, mate." Fredrick says in a whisper, anger still aimed towards the weasel. "Throw that runt overboard while yer have the chance. He's as deceptive as his lil' human master. Neither what they say they are." Fredrick may not be your typical cat, but his nature is the same as it always has been: sharing Secrets to those he chooses with absolute honesty. He wriggles out of the grasp of by him and pads along to the doorway. "I'll be a good lil' kitty. Just keep that thing away from me." He says and as the classy feline he is, lifts his tail and farts something impressive in the direction of Discovery before pounces out of the room and out of sight, Hope following closely.
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Post by Deaths on Feb 13, 2017 5:58:12 GMT
Discovery felt weak, but relieved the Professor came when he did. "Bag...safe?" He is weak from the ambush and struggles to get free of his grip. He falls to the floor unable to land on his feet, he limbs to the bag and drags it slowly and weakly towards Cambyses, resting the strap at his feet as if he is offering it to him. Discovery lays down weakly on the bag. "Bag safe." He thinks happy with his completion of the objective, the bleeding had stopped the wounds weren't as bad as they looked, but he was beyond tired.
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Edward nods with her words, faking his enjoyment with his company. Slowly, but surely he is getting bored. She didn't try to kill him, didn't try to intimidate him, she just pretended everything was right with the world, and that they were the best of friends. "How boring." He states out loud he meant to think that, but the words came out all on there own. "I apologize for that." His voice returns to his fake childlike wonder, only for him to drop it immediately. "Actually I'm done." His real voice is shown, and the mask is peeled away completely. "Yes my name isn't Maxwell Edison, but that's the name I will be going by. Yes I threatened your cat. And yes I came down here because I was bored." He states in a dull tone the change from his fake voice to this one is jarring, almost completely opposite. "That's why I'm on this boat, there's no conspiracy against you, or anyone else here. At least not that I'm a part of." He leans back in his chair and starts tapping his toes, he can't stand being here any longer. "I tormented your cat to see your reaction Miss Jessica, I had hoped you would be fun, but I was wrong." A sad expression sits on his face "I had hopes you would do something different, but like the others of your ilk, both above the surface and below. You set up this little meeting, talk as if everything was going well between us. So I faked nervousness, to let you think you had the upper hand, I played with my drink to make it seem I was afraid of what was inside, when in actuality I'm not much of a drinker, never acquired the taste." He begins to rock in his chair while flexing his legs a bit, this chair was starting to get to him. "Am I wrong, did you think that I believed it was poison? Or maybe some sort of hallucinogen?" He laughs a light chuckle to himself. "Like the lady that like canary yellow dresses." He trails off lost in thought. "You might know her she was one of you, the rich and the boring who play their game that has a million rules. She was very mean to Discovery and I, we were begging for money on my first day in London. She laughed at us and then bought very expensive earrings, she made sure we saw them before she had the constables chase us away." He stands from his chair and starts walking around the room, it felt goods to move, it made thinking easier. "So we followed her home, and skillfully broke into to her manor. We stole those earrings, and waited for her to tell everyone how they gone missing. Canary dress, had a friend she liked to wear blue hats with blue shoes, she made her poor husband match." He cracks his neck as he continues the conversation. "After awhile I knew it was the right thing to return those earrings, so I did. I left them somewhere in blue hat's home, somewhere she would easily find them." A devilish smile is proudly displayed on his face. "Like under her husbands pillow. Canary got her earrings back, thrown in her face, the unfortunate husband, no longer was a husband, but he didn't have to dress that way. Blue hat brought up every piece of slander she had on Canary and she was shamed and removed from your game."
He leans against the wall spinning his hat on his right pointer finger. "Then one day a man approached me, well not me specifically I just happened to over hear. It seems a rival had some incriminating documents, that he needed back. So, I stole those documents, and showed them to the man he payed me handsomely, but then he did something I will never forget." A true smile forms on his lips, enjoying the moment. "He asked me to tamper with the documents, and then plant them somewhere else. Long story short I made perfect forgeries, broke into the Police station, left clues for the head detective. They followed my bread crumbs, took every turn I wanted them to. Eventually they found the 'culprit'." He looks Jessica in the eyes, and shrugs. "All that over a coffee delivery. So I spent the next month or so doing whatever I wanted. If one of you wanted a job, and it sounded fun I would take it. The really fun ones I wouldn't even charge for. Sometimes you types needed to be knocked down a peg or two. Sewer water in a punch bowl, one bad party and now you're the talk of the town, should have treated your servants better. Do you understand Miss Jessica? I've laid my life before you, shown you everything worth looking at. Is there some dark secret you can hold over me, maybe. You're a smart girl, but I. Don't. Care. Your games are boring, and you are boring. So how about a truce, I leave you guys alone and maybe we become friends and allies. You and especially that cat of yours leaves me and Discovery alone? Deal?"
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Feb 13, 2017 6:57:05 GMT
Jessica grins at this. She was hoping he would get all excited by her knowledge. But he just revealed everything to her, and she didn't even need to tempt him! The grin isn't the fake she normally plasters on to tolerate people, but a genuine one that comes off predatory. She chuckles quite heartily, almost having to wipe a tear away from her eye. "Oh my... Forgive me, but... this went better than I expected." She says after she's done laughing, she stands up from her seat, downing the last of the alcohol.
"You really don't know how all of this business works down the Neath, do you? We don't try to poison people, they don't die here! It's pointless... Hallucigenics while hilarious, would have been pointless for this endeavour. No... I actually just wanted us to talk and exploit the cracks in your persona, but you did the work for me it seems... Disappointing." She says wistfully. "Don't get me wrong, the act was breathtaking. You fooled most and almost myself included but... you milked it. You prolonged actions and words as if you were a part of some great theatre performance. Sloppy." She says the words not to be harsh, but offering criticism that will prompt him to make room for improvement. "The way an act works here successfully is place a false personality onto your real one... Then another onto that and just for the challenge, another! You believed I was just a socialite trying to be friendly to somebody who has earned my ire. I will be honest with you now, I fucking despise them." Curses sound so foreign coming from Jessica's normally well civilised mouth, but it only adds more emphasis to her words. "But I must deal with them to keep my connections strong. I also gain access to the court of cats, they do have interesting Secrets let me tell you. See, nobody knows the real me. Not even Miss Hawkwing."
Jessica now has finished her backhanded compliment. "You talked about whether I would react against you... I did. You removed your weasel from this meeting because you thought I would direct the well earned revenge against him... You were correct, however he would have been safer in this room." As if on cue, Fredrick enters the room and jumps onto Jessica's shoulders, grinning happily at her. He's battered, but not heavily wounded. "Might wanna check on yer rodent, boy. Didn't do too well against the White Terror." He bellows a loud laugh. Before 'Edison' can say anything, she holds up a hand to him to Hush, indicating she isn't finished. "This was Fredrick's revenge. I had in no way encouraged this, I merely allowed it. The deed has been dealt on both sides so you shall drop this where it lays lest you want to worsen it for your companion. He's a fighting weasel, like you said, he will be fine... Now for my revenge? I play the long game, but you may have sped it up substantially for me... I just contact the clients, the victims and grabs names, the cracks they noticed and would you look at that, I would have worked out your true name!"
She sighs, sad that she is reaching the end of her monologue. "But I believe in an eye for an eye. Fredrick and Discovery exchanged blows. You gave up some of your Secrets to me. It is only fair I give you one of mine." Jessica lifts up one leg of her dress to her thigh, revealing the tattoo etched onto it, the mark of a high agent of the Great Game. "Now I already have realised you could have probably revealed this info to me to drop my cover. It may even be false. But I took the risk because I like you, you have potential and I think you deserve a few little crumbs. Don't bother using it as blackmail, it isn't substantial enough to leave any lasting damage onto me. Not a threat, just mere warning to wasting your time."
"There is more to everybody than meets the eye, good sir. But do have the patience, will you? You won't make it very far in the Neath if you don't develop any... I agree to the truce while on the mission of diplomacy, no need for petty distractions yes?" She packs up her brandy into her box and carries it with her. She turns to look at him one more time before leaving, putting on her socialite personality as if to mock him, plastic grin included. "Thank you for the most charming evening, good sir. I hope we can do it again." She then leaves, beckoning Elisa to follow.
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Post by projectekertest33 on Feb 14, 2017 9:26:54 GMT
"ZEE-MONSTER TO PORT!" Came the cry from the lookout. The Zubmariner's head snapped round green eyes squinting through the darkness of the neath. Coming straight for them was an Elder Angler Crab, the Zubmariner could tell by its markings, ze muttered a swift prayer to Storm for look in battle. "Full reverse! Load the guns! Helmsman bring us to face her!" The Zubmariner ordered. "GETTING US GOING BACKWARDS! READY THE GUNS OR I'LL THROUGH YOU IN AS BAIT YOU MOTHERLESS DOGS!" Relayed the Bosun at a near scream pushing the panicking helmsman out of the way and taking the wheel himself spinning it so the forward mounted guns faced the oncoming beast. The sudden change of direction combined with the ship slamming in to reverse caused even some of the more veteran zailors to stumble and fall but the Zubmariner had been through far worse and kept hir balance without moving an inch.
"Bandersnatch ready!" Came the voice of the Presebayte Gunner from the message tube leading to the firing deck. "Shoot." The Zubmariner ordered calmly. The Captain's duty was to always be calm to be a beacon of discipline to the crew in even the most dire circumstances ze'd had only failed that duty once and hir crew had paid the price. The torpedo bounced through the waves like a deadly skipping stone and it seemed like it couldn't miss but at the last second the Angler Crab dived as if sensing the oncoming threat resurfacing just after the torpedo had passed it. The Bosun let out a string of curses, what made Elder Angler Crabs so danerous wasn't simply their thicker shells but their increased intelligence compared to their younger counter-parts. The HMS Uncatchable would have been able to outrun it but the Nereid was too big and slow they had to fight. "Hellthrasher ready!" Sounded the tube. "Shoot!" Replied the Zubmariner. The cannon boomed and the shot whistled through the air causing a solid hit and making the enemy let out a hollow cry of pain but it kept coming. "BRACE FOR IMPACT!" Roared the Bosun.
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Post by silent15 on Feb 14, 2017 14:21:53 GMT
Cambyses staggered under the sudden lurch from the crab's impact. Snatching up both Discovery and Maxwell's bag, he stumbled out onto the to see the crab backing away for another charge. He wanted to do something to help, but knew that he would only get in the way right now. Reaching out for the door that lead to the passenger cabins, he opened it, slipped through and then shut it behind him. Looking up he saw Jessica, Elisa and Maxwell standing in the corriodr.
"We have a minor crustacean issue up on deck," he reported dryly, "We may wish to start out of the way. Oh and I believe these belong to you." he said, extending the hand that held Discovery and Maxwell's bag.
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Post by Deaths on Feb 14, 2017 17:17:44 GMT
An evil smile forms as he plots his revenge. "If she wants to play the long game, then I'll play the long game." He thinks to himself with his plan fully in form. Wiping the smile off his face he runs after Jessica, being careful not to get too close in case it would be see as a sign of aggression. "Miss, Jessica?" He ask in his real voice trying to convey honesty. "I have a proposition. If you are willing to let me learn from you, I want to study under you." He looks at her straight in the eyes showing his seriousness. "You beat me like it was nothing so, I want to get better." He tries to make the deal in her favor. "I'll work for you, do what you ask in exchange. For now anyway." He adds the last part to better support show how sincere he is.
A moment later a loud bang, and the ship shakes violently. Cambyses shows up holding a sleeping Discovery, and Ed's bag. "Thank you for keeping an eye on them sir." He speaks quickly as he grabs his belongings. "If I can do anything to pay you back please ask." His speech increases even faster than before taking his note book out and running full speed towards the deck. "An honest to God zee-monster!" He yells at the top of his lungs, "Wake up Discovery we have to capture every second of this!" He keeps yelling as he runs down the hall up the stairs and onto the deck. The monster is huge, and repeatedly charges the ship while cannon fire seems to only annoy it. He writes at lightning speed catching every moment of the battle down. He hasn't felt this much excitement in a long time, though he is careful to make sure he isn't in the way of the crew. He gets as close as he an within reasonable safety, his hands fly as fast as they could. He even has the speed and coordination etch out a few quick drawings of the beast. He squeals with delight at the sounds of cannons firing, like a child at the fair he is giddy cheering with every successful hit, and booing every counter attack by the crab. How he wished he had popcorn right now.
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Post by Hunter on Feb 14, 2017 18:25:12 GMT
Hope squawks like she is possesed at the sounds of battle raging, Elisa tries to calm her as her best while she listen to what their guest is proposing to her friend. She grunts loudly at it. Elisa tries to push her friend toward safety, her room, a place far away as possible from the monster outside; She thinks it's more for Jessica than her but the way she is shakin, not from the battle but from her fear, why did she accepted to get on that ship again. "I hope you are not considering his proposal Jessica, after what he and his damn thing did to Fredrick and you i really hope you will not grant his request, I will not allow you to come close to him after his little scene back in this room."
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Feb 14, 2017 19:05:00 GMT
"Of course not!" Jessica replies as she is being pushed to safety, holding Fredrick tight who is wanting to give whatever the monster is outside a good bashing and trying wriggle out of her grasp. "Have you ever heard of me taking somebody under my wing without proper blackmail? That is absurd! He keeps his distance from me unless I approach him from now on. The smile he gave me earlier was him accepting my words as a challenge. Unfortunately, I can never turn one down... Does not mean I will openly accept him, however."
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Post by projectekertest33 on Feb 14, 2017 19:42:30 GMT
The Angler had given up attempting to ram the hull and instead now had grabbed the deck with it's pincers and seemed to be attempting to rip the ship apart. Some Zailors had begun adding small arms fire to aid the cannon as the beast was now far too close to use torpedoes without their ship being caught in the explosion. Unfortunately the revolvers and rifles did very little save for when a shot managed to hit the creature's eyes causing it bellow in pain. The Zubmariner puts a reassuring hand on the shoulder of the Bosun who is practically frothing at the mouth screaming curses at the monster, the crew and by the sound of it the entire Neath. Leaning out the bridge door the Zubmariner spots Edison seeming to be writing in his notebook and very much enjoying the scene. "Mr Edison if you would be so kind as to go to the hold and fetch me the small crate marked 'Dynamite'" Calls the Zubmariner raising hir voice to be heard above the battle but otherwise acting as if the whole thing was a mild inconvenience.
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Post by Deaths on Feb 15, 2017 13:59:30 GMT
At first Ed ignores the captain assuming he's going to get yelled at, that is until the word 'dynamite' was used. From his seated position he jumps landing on his feet, he spins around in a salute and yells, "Aye aye captain." With that he takes off scouring the deck for his lost treasure. A few of the zailors were taking shots at the beast with their guns as they dodged swipes from the monsters claws. Down here on the deck he was much closer, he wanted to touch the thing but he knew better. Then as if it knew of his request one of its big meaty claws swings across the deck a zailor his smacked and knocked unconscious, her body goes flying towards the Zee. As he skillfully dodges the claw Ed spots the woman going overboard, he runs towards the edge of the ship and takes out his whip. He jumps after her cracking his whip onto the railing, hoping it stays secure, he swings all the way down. Just as she's about to make water he reaches out and grabs her by the collar. The momentum of them is slowed a bit and he is just barely able to complete the swing. Pulling himself and the zailor back on board under the railing he retrieves his whip. Two of the other zailors grab the girl and remover her from the battle.
A few moments of searching later and he finds the crate he's looking for. At full speed he runs back to the Mummy as he proudly displays his catch. Like a dog who just caught the ball Ed looks at the captain and says. "I got them Captain, now what? I volunteer for whatever plan you have." The excitement in his voice carries through the room, he stands ready to destroy this monster.
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Post by Envy on Feb 16, 2017 12:57:48 GMT
Hearing the cries of the zailors of a sea monster Mike's Blood starts to rush as he runs up back to the deck. To his amazement this was a big fuckin crab and Mike was going to kill it. Walking back towards the side of the ship Mike get's a running start jumping on the railing of the ship he launches himself towards the crab's left eye. He's got to blind this zeafood if we're going to chance fate here aiming his harpoon at the left eye the harpoon hits it mark. Trashing about the crab to throw off Mike but as long as he haves his grip on the harpoon this fuckin zea platter won’t throw him off whatsoever. Pulling his harpoon out the crab’s left eye he begins to slowly crawl along the crab climbing up towards the right eye one of the pincers of the crab cut the back of Mike. No worries though this was only a flesh wound for Mike reaching right eye of the crab he thrust his harpoon into the eye of the beast a loud crab noise echoes through the zea. “If we have anything thing that goes boom fucking use it now!” Mike yells as the enraged crab trashes about.
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Post by projectekertest33 on Feb 16, 2017 15:00:43 GMT
"Mr Edison'd normally do this myself but seeing as you're volunteering please light one of the fuses and then deposit the crate inside the creature's maw while our resident monster-hunter has it distracted if you'd be so kind." Said the Zubmariner casually drawing hir revolver. "We will provide covering fire but please do try to avoid being hit by the claws." Ze proceeded to add hir fire to those of the crew hir revolver barking and hitting the creature's eyes with incriedible accuracy.
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Post by Deaths on Feb 16, 2017 15:45:50 GMT
"Captain this is the greatest moment of my life!" Ed squeals with delight while holding the box "Don't worry about the dynamite I know all about it." He excitedly yells as he already is full sprint heading towards the monster. He passes his hat to a zailor with a simple "Could you please hold this?" and he keeps running. Working against the Mummy's advice Ed stands peacefully out in the open waiting for a stray law to give him an express route to the the things mouth. Luckily not a moment too soon, one of its big meaty claws swings down at Edward. He skillfully jumps onto the claw, and begins to run up it while carrying the box. "I guess these laws, aren't just for attracting mates." Edward muse to himself as he lights one of the wicks. "You have about thirty seconds Mr. Mike! I suggest you stop playing with our dinner and leave!" He yells as he runs past the monster hunter.
"Now how am I going to get this in there?" He hadn't really thought of this part of the plan, and luckily or unluckily Discovery and his bag were back on the ship, so he had nothing to plan with. "Oh well I know one way!" He jumps into the beast mouth, many think he will never be seen again, and that his sacrifice will save the the ship. What a good lad he was maybe he'll get a song written after him. The inside of the beast mouth is well disgusting, but unfortunately there is no time for study as Ed kicks the crate farther in the things mouth. He stabs the squishy insides to she doesn't get swallowed and waits. A few moments later the great explosion happens and he and along with whatever else this thing as eaten recently are violently expelled from the monster.
He lands in the Zea and begins trying to swim back to the ship luckily a few of the crew fish him out as a round a cheers comes over the deck. He grabs his hat back and picks up his bag, Discovery wants nothing to do with his smell and actively walks instead of being carried. "Thank you for the opportunity Captain. I think I'll take a nap in my quarters, also may I request a uniform, these were the only set of clothes I brought, and as you can see they are in disarray." He salutes again before leaving, he heads below deck and knocks once on Miss Jessica's door. "Its safe to come out now ladies. I killed the monster." He calls through the door, swelling with pride. As he whistles a tune, he heads back into his room. Stripping down to the nude he locks his door and climbs into bed, Discovery lays down on his pillow and watches Ed write in his journal. Edward begins writing in his code about his day, how he wants to kill that cat, but also strangely wants Miss Jessica's approval. How Miss Hawkwing isn't as scary as she wishes she was. How great the professor is and how much fun he is having. "I must send a letter to father at the first chance I get!" He excitedly thinks to himself, as he puts his journal down and tries to get comfortable in his bed.
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Post by Envy on Feb 16, 2017 20:48:58 GMT
Quickly tying a rope to it he throws it at the Mast of the ship then jumps swing across the zea and from and exploding crab. As the crab explodes a small part of the beast pincers make into his back and out through his chest. It hurts back not that much as his usual jobs he walks back down towards the beds room Harambee jumps onto his shoulder he walks past the Jessica and Hawking open door and says "The fucking crab is gone also I Edward jump onto the crab after I blinded the beast. But I'll let him have the satisfaction of killing the crab." The pincer still in his chest did it just wiggle!? Harambee speaks up with his thick Jamaican accent "Kitty doesn't like crab yet he loves weasel I see." Mike looks at the monkey "You two can fight later I need some booze and I need to get this fuckin out of my chest." Mike waves to the two ladies and continues onward he going to scare Ed when he has the chance.
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Feb 16, 2017 21:12:04 GMT
"Neither of them are fighting!" Jessica snaps, tired of this animalistic warfare. "Fredrick will hold back from now on and I would appreciate it if your monkey would also. This war between all the pets is becoming rather boring!" She sighs, calming her frustration. "Please. We are here for this diplomacy trip, no? We must all work together and our pets are the main reason there's a wedge being drove between us all, Fredrick is at much fault as Harambee and Discovery!"
"Oi!" Fredrick snaps at Jessica and about to defend himself until Jessica interrupts him. "Not another word! If you weren't snooping in the first place, none of this would have happened!" Jessica takes a deep breath and gathers her usual demeanor once more. She looks concerned at Mike's wound.
"Oh my, Mike! That look horrendous! Let me help you." She step behind him and grabs the crab shrapnel with both hands before giving it a good yank, it doesn't budge. "Oh blast it all, it's stuck in good!" She yanks a second time, third, then fourth. "Okay allow me to try another angle!" She rushes to his front and tries to push it out. After the first two shoves, her hands slip and yelps as the sharp edge cut her palm. "Oh damnations! That hurts... How are you okay with this inside of you??" She grabs a clean handkerchief and wraps her wounded hand into an improvised bandage. "Okay I got one more idea..." She rushes over to the corner of the room and grabs quite a heavy mallet left by one of the Zailors in a panic. Jessica is only frail and struggles to hold it steady with both hands. "Hold still, good sir... This... Will only... Hurt a little!" She says in a strained voice as she walks over steadily.
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Post by projectekertest33 on Feb 16, 2017 21:34:43 GMT
The Zubmariner returns Edison's salute with a crisp one of hir own before turning to the Bosun and beginning to relay orders to get the ship back in shape. "Send men to patch any leaks, take any injured to the canteen I believe the surgeon has set up shop there and please do see to it that Mr Edison gets a one of the spare uniforms."
"Aye Captain!" Said the Bosun seeming to have calmed down somewhat after his near beserker rage. "GET PATCHING HOLES BEFORE I USE YOUR BONES TO PATCH THEM! ANYONE SPILLING CLARET GET TO THE MESS ON THE DOUBLE! SOMEONE GET OUR LUCKY MR DYNAMITE SOME RAGS TOUTE BLOODY SUITE! MOVE YOU LAZY ZEE-DOGS!" The crew quickly went about their business in a speedy but orderly fashion. The Zubmariner notices that the zailor Edison saved from drowning is quick to volunteer to bring him the spare uniform the Zubmariner thinks about intervening but decides against it, such are the benefits of being the hero of the hour as he well knows. (Fingers grasping in the dark by the engines. Skin-on-skin. "Oh Captain! MY CAPTAIN!") "Captain! You alright?" The Zubmariner awakes from old memories to the concerned, and much less attractive, face of the Bosun. "Yes fine Bosun just lost in thought please send a runner to check on our other passengers and also see if you can find where Mr Mike has got to." "Aye Captain." "OY YOU BIG EARS! GO CHECK ON THE LUBBERS AND WORK OUT WHERE THE BLOODY HELL THAT MONSTER-HUNTER'S GOT TO!"
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Post by Deaths on Feb 17, 2017 5:13:55 GMT
A light tap was at his door, Ed was concerned, but he reasoned it was probably someone with his change of clothes. He cracks the door expecting a zailor to hand him the clothes and be gone, but instead he sees the woman he saved before. He opens his mouth to say hello, but she quickly forces the door open and slams it behind her. Giving him a once over Edward felt more naked than he already was. She throws his clothes on his desk and the two embrace, her skin was tanned lightly, her hair was golden, and she smells....of salt water and smoke, but to be fair everything does right now.
They found themselves on the bed as Discovery embarrassed hides under the desk trying to not get in the way. Her uniform was gone Ed would have sworn she had it on before he blinked. The next few moments are something he's never experienced, just a primal exchange of body heat and fluids. This continues for fifteen minutes or so until they are both spent, before any words are spoken she gets up, dressed, and leaves. Ed is still in a state of shock as he rubs his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things. The Neath was truly a great place, he puts on his new uniform his hat, and slings his bag over his shoulder. Securing his rapier and whip he leaves the room. He heads up deck and leans against a rail, he has a glow and a spring in his step. He walks past Mike impaled with Jessica trying to figure out how to remove it. He tips his hat as he walks by even this shocking scene can't slow him down. Walking around until he finds a nice quiet place he begins practicing his sigils again. He is whistling a tune without a care in the world, so what if he causes some minor explosions and a few fires, 'Failure is an important part of learning' as his father would always say.
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Post by projectekertest33 on Feb 28, 2017 1:58:05 GMT
"Ship's not in good shape Captain we lost a lot of supplies when one of the cargo decks flooded and parts of the hull are barely holding out!" Reported the Bosun with a salute. The Zubmariner nodded and examined hir chart. "The closest viable port would Gaider's Mourn, set a course Bosun." The Bosun's face had turned red. "You want us to go and play with the bloody pirates, sir?!" The Zubmariner looked him in the eyes hir unnatural greens against his blues. "Even the pirates are unlikely to be stupid enough to attack an admiralty frigate without overwhelming force and we can quite easily spot and avoid any such force. There are some favours I am still owed in the Corsair Forest that should get us the supplies and repairs we need. Now set a course Bosun." The Zubmariner said hir voice not betraying any emotion. "Alright, sir. OY HELMSAN YOU SON-OF-A-CLAYMAN! GET US HEADED DUE EAST AND MAY STONE SAVE US OUR SOULS!"
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Post by silent15 on Feb 28, 2017 10:53:44 GMT
Cambyses had returned to his cabin after returning Maxwell's effects. He had, of course, toyed with going up on deck and doing something to help. But he realised he lacked the martial skill needed to be of any real use and so the most useful thing he could do was stay out of the way. With that in mind, he dug out another bottle of wine and a treatise, banned by the Ministry of Public Decency, speculating on the true nature of the Masters of the Bazaar. With book and wine in hand he settled comfortably onto his bed and began to read. Either the ship would sink or it wouldn't and he could do nothing to affect that state of affairs, so he might as well enjoy himself in the meantime. After a few minutes there was a resounding blast and the ship ceased to shudder. Given that there were no sudden cries to abandon ship, he took that as a sign the zee-monster had been dealt with. Placing his book back into his trunk and leaving the wine on his desk, he decided to go assess the damage and see if it would delay them much. Stepping outside his cabin he watch as a positively glowing Maxwell practically bounced past, before his attention was drawn to the sight of Jessica brandishing a mallet at Mike. Normally this might be cause for concern, but given that Mike appeared to currently be impaled by a fragment of the crab's claw, it appeared she was merely trying to remove it.
"Can I be of assistance my lady?" he asked calmly, "At the very least I pride myself on being fairly deft with a needle, so I should be able to sew him up once the claw is removed."
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Post by Hunter on Mar 5, 2017 23:41:33 GMT
Elisa is leaning against the ship's railing, still a little uneasy even after the creature's death. Her friend is tending to Mike's wound at best as she can but the mallet isway too heavy for her frame as she wobbles around; Miss Hawkwing walks over Jessica and grabs the mallet before she hurt herself even more. "Let me deal with that will you ?" She weight the tool in her hands, the thing is made of sturdy wood and will resist what she is planning to do. She hauls the thing on her shoulder and looks at Mike. "I will be frank with you, it will hurt. You might even die so I apologise f that happen. Now brace yourself." She takes the tool in both hands and prepare herself to swing it at full force to dislodge the foreign object for her "patient's" torso.
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Post by projectekertest33 on Mar 8, 2017 8:52:30 GMT
The ship slipped through the Corsair's Forest dodging the massive stalagmites and avoiding the occasional pirate ship. As they approached the Mourn itself a few cannons turned to aim at them. The Zubmariner used one of the lamps to send hir old signal hoping it'd been remembered and to hir relief the cannons didn't fire as they docked. "Bosun all hands are to stay on ship and deter any... visitors. In the meantime myself and our passengers will see about getting the supplies we need." "Very good sir none of these scum better try anything or I'll through 'em in the Zee for the Angler's." "Thank you Bosun." The Zubmariner waited by the gangplank the other members of the expedition should have got hir message and be meeting hir there momentarily.
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Post by Deaths on Mar 11, 2017 8:22:28 GMT
Edward walked to the gangplank seeing captain mummy, standing there by its lonesome. He approaches and salutes Doing his best impression of the accent a bunch of the Zailors had he addresses the Captain. "Oi Capt! Seaman Apprentice Maxwell Edison reporting Sir!" He giggles while saluting, his childish face making his laugh seem even more innocent. "Or would it be Zeaman Apprentice?" He ask out loud to no one in particular, he shrugs dropping his salute and relaxing his stance. "I hope you don't mind I took the liberty of promoting myself from recruit to apprentice, after the whole crab fiasco." His smile is golden and his voice pure as the sweetest child he leans on a rail looking around for the others. Discovery is in his natural state, asleep around Edwards neck. "So pirates huh that seems, rather boring compared to earlier. Though I guess we can't constantly fight giant crabs. Is there anything of interest in this place? I should get a change of clothes or two. Also I wouldn't mind getting a gun for myself, usually they aren't my style but I should pick one up." He keeps smiling while talking to the captain waiting for the others to catch up.
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Post by projectekertest33 on Mar 12, 2017 13:40:35 GMT
The Zubmariner probably smiled under hir bandages. "Not at all Mr Edison I doubt anyone in the crew would begrudge you that after your earlier display, but yes Zeeman is more appropriate." The Zubmariner came up to stand beside him. "I'd be wary in the Mourn Mr Edison there is a somewhat tenuous truce here as it is neutral ground but there are no laws here the strong do as they wish and the weak suffer what they must." The Zubmariner stretched feeling old scars shift under hir bandages. "As for interest... you may find our contact here somewhat different to what you're expecting but I shan't spoil the surprise."
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Post by Hunter on Mar 13, 2017 15:43:06 GMT
Miss Hawkwing washed the remaining stains from her jacket, the "surgical operation" was done, It seems removing a giant pincer stuck in someone's torso could be messy, the patient fainted during the procedure, she didn't know if it was a bad thing and being assaulted by Jessica's question about the poor guy's state didn't helped. The only thing Elisa said to her friend was "Do I look like a doctor to you ?" with a bloody hammer in her hand. At last they accosted, Elisa quiclky approached the captain to set her foot on steady land.
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Post by projectekertest33 on Mar 15, 2017 8:57:57 GMT
The Zubmariner noticed Miss Hawkwing's approach and gave a slight bow. "I trust you are unharmed ma'am?" Ze said.
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Post by Hunter on Mar 15, 2017 14:00:18 GMT
"I am, unlike the crab hunter, I managed to dislodge the pincer in his torso but I don't know if he will recover quickly." She dropped the bloody hammer at her feet and use it as a support. "I'm no physician but I think he will be out some some times. Anyay, I suppose we took an halt to gather supplies as I heard from your crew ?"
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Mar 15, 2017 22:32:18 GMT
"Recover quickly? He died of blood loss, Miss Hawkwing!" Jessica chimes in as she steps off the boat. She wears something completely different from her dresses this time. She wears an all black and white attire. heel boots, suit pants, a white frilly collar blouse and a black corset suit jacket with a twin tail. She completes the look with an expensive looking bowler hat. She went for the look of a common thief, but a very elegant looking thief with her red hair and her flawless facial features. She decided to blend in better in this area, since she probably won't be able to command the same of respect as she does back in London so she went back to her old roots of her spy/thief attire she wore in her early days. She could easily disappear at any moment dressed like this, but her civilised nature and personality will make her still an upstanding socialite to the others.
"So much blood! It will take weeks to get those stains out of my dress! It was one of my favourites." She shudders at the thought of Mike's blood splattering over her face, chest and Fredrick's white fur. While her cat bellowed curses like a foghorn, Jessica became very squeamish. She can deal with blood, but not too much blood. "It would be best to leave him to recover, Captain. I am ever so sorry for the mess it has caused." She says in apology and looking towards her friend. "And you are incorrect! I would have done a smoother job with much less splatter and gore!... maybe... okay not very much, but you still made a catastrophe of the room!" She continues to complain. Elisa is used to this side of her because Jessica's complaints to her in particular have no meaning, they are softer and with a lot less sharp words. A clear indication she does not wish to become harsh to her.
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Post by Hunter on Mar 16, 2017 21:43:31 GMT
"He was going to die either way, I think it was the best option that he passed away without foreign objects in his body. And as for your dress I will buy you a new one, It's a promise." An apology and a way to repay the rare trouble she brings to Jessica is the usual thing Miss Hawkwing offers to her friend. But yes Captain, the cabin is quite unpleasant right now, I'm very sorry about that." She bowed ligthy at the zubmariner, he didn't deserved that kind of thing on his ship.
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Post by projectekertest33 on Mar 17, 2017 20:43:41 GMT
"Not to worry Miss Hawkings these things happen at Zee the crew will run a mop over it." The Zubmariner said. Turning to Jessica he bowed. "I congratulate you on your choice of attire Lady Jessica you will both blend in and still look as elegant as ever." The Zubmariner looked around. "It appears we are now only waiting on the good professor."
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