Prince Kai-Mijo
Lieutenant Junior Grade
Nazaki's Lover
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Post by Prince Kai-Mijo on Jun 16, 2008 11:49:41 GMT -5
((That made me lol. xD))
"I swear, if I hear one more person yell ARRRR, I'm going to--"
Naturally, right on cue....
"ARRRR! Well aren'tcha' a cutesy lookin' couple 'o tavern wenches! They finally bringin' in the good stuff eh? BUGGER--"
"I WAS ATTEMPTING TO HOLD A SEMI-COHERENT CONVERSATION WITH THE DAMN INNKEEPER, YOU--"
"Ah, but I am the innkeeper! And since yew be lookin' fer a room, I'll kick some 'o the classier ones outta' theirs to make room fer yew two, if yew be willin' ta' have some company with me and my buddy--"
"Oh, company?" There was the momentary flash of steel, and Kai-Mijo's rapier was drawn in an instant. Keeping the blade averted towards the man's...er...nether region, Kai-Mijo smiled thinly, eyes alight with a dangerous glint. "But, m'dear, why ever would we need the company of a man who is...ah...unable to...'perform?' If you...catch my drift." Her smile widened, and she prodded at the man's rounded belly with the tip of the blade. "Regardless, the room would be nice. Keys, please."
Without further ado, the man fell silent and slid the keys across the table, whilst Kai-Mijo paid him the appropriate amount in gold or whatever the currency was in this hellhole. That done, Kai-Mijo handed Nazaki one of the sets of keys, and then began the task of weaving through the crowd to get to the stairs that led to some semblance of peace...as much as anyone would get in this place, anyhow.
At the sound of a pistol shot, Kai-Mijo winced and quickened pace. "Oh seriously, putting firearms in the hands of fools. I'm surprised this place hasn't collapsed from all the stray gunshots and flying chairs and whatever else the filthy taverngoers can get their grimy sausage fingers on." Wrinkling her nose, Kai-Mijo paused momentarily to adjust a stray lock of Nazaki's hair (she had to look perfectly vacant, after all), and then continued up the stairs, pausing again at the top of the landing to gaze over the balcony and be amused for a few moments at the scene below, now that they were, for the most part, out of the thick of it.
They seemed to be the only nicely dressed ones in the area...no wonder there were disgusting, lecherous things after them. No matter. They could deal with it. But that man down there...what a nice hat he had. She would have snatched it, but the man had returned to the recruiters and tucked the hat away.
Not a problem.
Kai-Mijo was a ninja as well as an EGA, right?
Right.
Ducking in between the bars of the balcony's rail, she left Nazaki for a moment, hooking a leg around one of the bars, and carefully lowering herself down to the first landing without touching the ground. Drawing her rapier again, she waited as that Norrington person walked by, and then swept the side of his coat up with the tip of the rapier before jabbing at the hat that was tucked beneath. Impaling it successfully, she tossed it into her other hand and pulled herself up again, swinging over the balcony rail as a ninja gymnast might do with a parallel bar.
"What d'ya' think. Does it suit me?" Kai-Mijo asked Nazaki once the rapier was put away, and the hat placed experimentally on her own head.
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Post by Princess Nazaki ♪ on Jun 16, 2008 20:31:25 GMT -5
Nazaki giggled, admiring the newly-acquired hat. "Well, it's very elegant and classy, but it seems to have a hole through it. That won't do. Should I patch that up?" She flinched as an open bottle soared past her face and smashed on the wall behind her. "Pirates!" she groaned, exasperated. "Let's find our room, wherever that is."
They wandered down a badly-lit hallway, Nazaki holding her dress close so it wouldn't be befouled by.... what was that stain on the wall!? Ew ew ew ew ewwwwwwwww!
Suddenly, a door in front of them banged open and Nazaki had to jump to the side to avoid being hit by the door and the smelly drunken pirate that fell through it. He was completely wasted, like the rest of them, and seemed to have trouble standing. That didn't stop him, however, from singing loudly.
"SO KISS MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH! I'M SHITFAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACED! I'm soaked, I'm soiled, and brooooooooown~~!!"
Nazaki stared. Pirates. Why was she on an island full of pirates? What happened to high society? She was used to being surrounded by people in lacy clothing, talking softly and having outdoor picnics with delicious cookies. Instead, she got to be around drunks who burst out of doors singing loudly, then collapsed after half of the chorus to lay twitching in what looked like a pile of rotting squids. She kicked the plastered pirate down the stairs; he went flying (accompanied by several squids) into the midst of a barfight. There. That should make their days a little more surreal.
"Umm.... Kai-Mijo.... which did he say our room was...?"
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Post by Captain Dusk Rose on Jun 18, 2008 18:27:54 GMT -5
Norrington thought he felt something near his pocket, but, deciding it was probably just the captain being overly friendly, he continued on his way confiscating as many bottles of rum as he could with out much notice.
Cpt Dusk was now watching Aramis recruit out of boredom. She noticed the shortest sailor she'd ever seen being dragged in and laughed a bit. "Oi, Norri, where's that hat you stole earlier?" "I prefer to call it 'salvaging'. " "Hand it here, I wanna try it on the little guy." "As you wish." He said, not sounding nearly as drunk as he looked. He reached for his pocket and found it empty. He glared at the guy nearest him and swung at him, inciting another brawl.
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Post by Randomman on Jun 18, 2008 18:59:42 GMT -5
Big Gun: what’s going on here. The man: oh I'm having my Gals "take care of" my new pal here for the night. (Big Gun leans closer to the Gals. while staring at them with her bright golden eyes.) Big Gun: is that so. (She starts loading her gun.) (The Gals start to panic) Gal Amy: no no no we were just leaving! Right sis!? Gal July: oh yes! Just leaving! Big Gun: have a good night. (Big Gun watches the Gals leave until they fully leave her sight. she then stares at The man.) The man: oh I'm sorry Miss didn’t know you two were in item! Big Gun: ....no nothing like that (Randomman still drunk picks up the keys on the floor.) Randomman Yohohohohoho! Lets explore the room together Big Gun! They might have cake waiting for us! Big Gun: ...together. Randomman: yuupers! (Randomman grabs one of Big Guns hands and they start to walk up the stares.) Randomman: for cake! (Randomman then passes out but is quickly caught in Big Guns arms.) Big Gun: .... (Big Gun carries Randomman in her arms upstairs.)
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Post by Aramis Nemo on Jun 18, 2008 19:36:30 GMT -5
Aramis paid little attention to what was happening around him, not even the ruckus that Big Gun had caused. Since then he had hired another two poor sods, including the guy with no legs on the buggy, Robert, well Rob. He wasn't sure where about's on the ship to put him though, maybe the crow's nest to keep Steve company throughout the day...
Oh lord he thought to himself, burying his face in his palm. The next man in line didn'teven have any arms. 'Name?'
'Larry'
'Ok, Larry, I'm sorry to say but we don't have a position for you on the board. You don't even have any arms, and is there something wrong with your eye?'
'Well, one arm was eaten by a seaturtle, the other by a rabid sheep. As to the eye, it got a bit of dust in it, a really big bit.' Larry glanced around nervously, bouncing from one foot to the other.
'Now, is there any history of insanity in your family?'
'Not that I know of sir. Why?'
'Because it sounds like you're barking mad, and we have on place for that on the ship. And why should we take someone with your, er, disadvantages on board with us?' Why was it always like this, everytime Captain Dusk asked him to get crew, it always seemed to go badly. Things had gone so much better when it had been Captain Blacker...
'Please Sir, all I want is to die at sea. No one else is willing to have me on their crew, and you seem like such a nice person. So I beg you, please let on board.' He gave Aramis puppy dog eyes, which looked jsut creepy on an old, grizzled, armless pirate.
'Well, if that's all you want, you're in the right place!' Aramis smiled broadly, and strectched out his hand. 'Welcome aboard! Oh, hehe, sorry.' He lowered his hand again, looking sheepish. He'd forgotten that Larry had no arms.
Aramis spent the night trying to find people not so incompetent to hire, finally stopping at 13, his favourite number. Although, with Dusk, Norri, the cake guy, and the weird metal thing, it was just a little more than that now. Well, he'd never been THAT good at maths anyway.
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Post by Captain Dusk Rose on Jun 19, 2008 2:16:49 GMT -5
Captain Dusk woke up to the noon sun in her eyes, her head rested on Norri's arm somewhere outside the Faithful Bride. She didn't remember leaving, but no matter. She got up an stretched. She poked Norri to see if he'd wake up, but he didn't move all that much. She decided to take off before she had to face hang-over-Norrington and went off to find Aramis.
She didn't get far from the Bride when she noticed Aramis asleep in the pig pen next to that foppish English guy from earlier, holding Jose like a teddy bear. "Ah, that was fast. Oi, Aramis..." She crouched and looked at him thoughtfully. "I wonder what he would have said if he could see us now."
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Post by Aramis Nemo on Jun 19, 2008 2:37:08 GMT -5
Aramis woke up to see the Captain towering over him, bloking out the midday sun. 'Hullo Dusk my girl, good night?' He looked around himself, and wondered how he came to be sleeping with the pigs, and that English fop that he had had ejected from the Faithful Bride. Ahh yes, that was it, Jose had said something about wanting to get better aquanted with him. Or maybe it was with his wallet... He really needed to practice his Spanish a bit more.
He hauled himself to his feet, trying to brush the muck of his nice new coat that Norrington had given him, but only suceeded in spread the flith further. He staggered a little as he tried to walk, and tried to lean on Dusk, who promptly sidesteped, leaving him face down in the filth. What did I drink last night? Maybe a few too many rums.
After pulling himself up once more, he turned to face the Captain again. 'So, what can I do for Dusk? Need help dragging Norri back to the ship? Or is there something you want to talk about?' He looked serious for a moment, then confused. 'Have you seen Steve anywhere?'
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Post by Randomman on Jun 19, 2008 2:44:23 GMT -5
(Big Gun woke up to see Randomman still sleeping on her lap.) Big Gun: ..... (Big Gun starts looking around the tiny room they stayed in for the night. though the room was quite small it had a oddly comfy atmosphere.) Big Gun: I wonder what the rest of the crew is up to. Randomman: zzzzzz noooo! That’s my cake! zzzzzz go away stupid cake invaders! zzz (Big Gun starts combing her hair with her brush. while looking at the sleepy Randomman.) Big Gun: well there’s no need to rush. (She starts petting Randomman head.) Big Gun: I bet they won’t mind waiting a little longer for us.
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Post by Captain Dusk Rose on Jun 19, 2008 2:46:54 GMT -5
Dusk brushed her hands on the side of her coat for no real reason and looked around. "Nothing specific, just hiding from soon-to-be hang over Norri." She sat on the nearest barrel pensively. "Hm, where next." She kicked her feet while seated and adjusted her hat so that the sunblocked the sun a bit better. She was glad for her strong sun tolerance considering she was a vampire, and her binge last night was still strengthening her.
Norrington sat up before promptly lying back down. His head felt like either something rather blunt, crooked and metal had been driven through it, or Randomman was singing. He should have tried more blood instead of rum. Dreadful stuff. He blamed the Captain. Things had gone down hill since she 'rescued' him.
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Post by Aramis Nemo on Jun 19, 2008 3:03:23 GMT -5
'Dusk, I can't hold your hand and show you where to go anymore. You're a big girl now. Well, Vampire, but you get the picture.' He walked up to her and patted her shoulder, leaving a horribly large amount of muck on her coat. 'Ah, sorry about that. I'll, er, buy you a new one?' He took a couple of steps back, tripping over the English fops foot, and landing once more on the ground.
'Now, it all depends on what you really want to do Captain. We could always try rum running. Although with that, you might be too tempted to get Norrington drunk everynight. Or we could try heading over to the mediterranean. The fauna there is delectable. The locals too. And then there's always the option of a bit of honest piracy.'
Once more to his feet, and even more filthy than ever, he began heading off in search of Steve. 'And Captain, whatever you decide, you know I'll be there. Viktor would be proud of you. Well, he would be if you hadn't renamed his ship anyway. Kinda fussy like that was Viktor...' He talked as he walked, not bothering to look over his shoulder. He began to throw Jose's head into the air and catching it, only to drop it each time. It was going to be a long search for Steve....
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Post by Captain Dusk Rose on Jun 19, 2008 3:23:41 GMT -5
Dusk didn't stay to finish listening. She didn't care if he minded her changing the name, it was hers now. She stretched again, making a face at the mud on her shoulder, and headed back to Norri.
"Hey, you should get up now or they'll move you to the pigs." She held out a hand and helped him up. He swayed and nearly fell, so she held him up and helped him to a barrel. She scooped up two random cups from nowhere and filled them with rum from her barrel and drank it. "Norri, I've been selfish. Which port do you want to head out to next?" He glared, skillfully slashing a fly from the air with his sword yet still wobbling dangerously on the barrel. "Port Royal." "Port Royal? Bloody hell, why'd you wanna go there for?" His face darkened. "To egg Will Turner's house." Dusk burst out laughing and Norrington finally fell over the back of the barrel. "I know you have a few tiny little things against him but I'm afraid you'll have to wait ten years for...you're not even listening. I'll take your hat." She leaned down and tapped his cheek. "Wake up, you have the alcohol tolerance of an unhealthy school girl. It's embarrassing."
She managed to get him to sit him back up, leaning on the back of the barrel he'd been sitting on. She waited a while for him to come around.
"What's the real reason you wanted to go to Port Royal?" He sat gazing off, and she figured he was still too out of it to answer, but then he spoke. "You know that sword I mentioned..." She thought a moment. "Ah, the one you wanted when that guy ruined your favorite hat?" "No no, the one I lost on the Dutchman." "Oh, right." She'd seen him defiantly used it to answer Davey Jones when he'd offered to let him join his crew so that he'd escape death. "That one." She tried to brush the mud of her coat shoulder in vain. "What makes you think it'd be in Port Royal? That seems...a bit odd." "I don't really think it would be there. What became of the Dutchman since...?" Dusk finally sat next to him despite the filthy ground. "It has a new captain, someone you know. A certain... Will Turner." Norrington looked at her in disbelieve. "Bah, I'm still drunk." (face palm) He buried his face in his hands. "No really, I heard he stabbed the heart of Davey Jones." "That imbecile". "He's the captain either way, I'm sure if we just asked Eliza-" She stopped at a glare from Norrington. "-if we asked anybody they'd tell you the same. However, I don't know where the Dutchman is now or where to find your sword."
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Post by Randomman on Jun 19, 2008 18:32:40 GMT -5
The man: Bwhahaha! I might know a way how to find your sword! (The man steps out of the shadows.) The man: theirs a compass called the Heart chaser. It was made by the sea itself! It can track down the Flying Dutchmen for yah! (The man pauses for a moment.) The man: only catch is the Navy has it in their grasp right now. But if you "Pretend" to turn me in for my bounty. I'm sure the navy will allow you to attend a grand ball. were they are displaying the Heart chaser. (The man stops to laugh at the navy.) The man: Once you get the Heart chaser. we will leave and thats that. Its the best chance you have to get to the Dutchmen. (The man walks foreword.) The man: Do we have a deal?
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Post by Aramis Nemo on Jun 19, 2008 22:00:57 GMT -5
Missing out on all the interesting happenings once more, Aramis was dutifully searching the Faithful Bride for Steve. He carefully opened each door and peeked inside, normally withdrawing his head rapidly to avoid the sights that be beheld. A few doors though were looked, but with Jose's head lending a helping hand, this didn't prove to be much of a problem. In one room he saw 2 elegant ladies, or was it gentlemen? Sometimes he had trouble telling the pretty ones apart. As they looked so cute together, he quietly closed the door, so as not to disturb them.
He at last came across Steve the Sloth curled up with 2 buxom wenches, waist coat and collar laid over the top of a chair. 'Steve! I found you! And what the hell have you been up to! I was so worried!' Steve slowly open his eyes and stared at him with bleary eyes. 'Ahh, I see. Well unfortunately Steve, it's time for us to get going back to the ship. I'll wait outside whilst you get dressed.'
Closing the door again, Aramis waited for Steve to get ready. He passed the time by bouncing poor Jose's head against the wall, occasionally managing to catch it. Sloth's could take such a long time to get ready, and what else was a man to do when in what amounted to a brothel?
After what seemed an eon, he heard Steve scratching at the door. 'Right then Steve, time to go back home. And I'm sorry to have disturbed your sleep.' He bent down and picked him up, and headed back outside. Outside he saw he Captain and still drunken Norrington, talking to a stranger.
'Hola Captain, what's going on here?'
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Post by Captain Dusk Rose on Jun 20, 2008 3:13:59 GMT -5
Captain Dusk looked at the man's out stretched hand. "Who -are- you?" She asked, looking at him strangely. Just then, Aramis greeted her. "Good to see you Aramis. This man just popped out of the shadows and offered to let us turn him in to the Navy to get on their good side, what with all the bounties on our heads and whatnot." Just then she dodged a gun shot, and then shot the culprit with out taking the time to look away from Aramis. "Dunno why the hell he thinks we should trust him though, or why the navy'd let us off for turning him in though. What a waste of time." She brushed the dirt from the back of her coat and helped Norrington to his feet. The man indignantly yelled to remind them that he was still here. "Come Norri, let's leave and find someone a little more reliable than a loony of the street to help find your sword." Norrington rolled his eyes. "You're one to judge on reliability. Don't you know who he is?" He asked exasperated. The man kept talking to her but the Cpt chose to ignore him and listen to Norrington. "That's Captain Black beard, the entire royal navy has been searching for him for years now and haven't found so much as a trace, except for ships he's destroyed of course. I really should just shoot him now." He held his pistol to the man's head and Cpt Dusk pushed his hand back down. "-If- you were still in the royal navy-which you're not. Hmm..." She looked at the man thoughtfully as she remained holding Norrington's arm down. "Maybe we -should- consider his deal." The man rolled his eyes. "So, what's in it for you Captain Blackdog. Why do you want to help us so badly hm?" Norrington shook his head. "Black-beard-"
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Post by Randomman on Jun 20, 2008 13:15:36 GMT -5
(The man chuckles) The man: Treasure what else? The Navy's putting up quite a show at that ball. Makes you wonder what goodies they have for us. (The man laughs some moor.) The man: plus who wouldn't want to pass a chance at kick the navy in the rear. Bwhahahaha!
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