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Thread: Carnival Of Rust... (Zodiac and DarkRiffs)

A'itha did something that she hadn't in years. She hesitated while watching the tall figure walking into the room. Sure, there was a moment of pause as though it were regarding it's surroundings and weighting it's chances. Smart, she thought. Grinning, she watched as the lean figure came into view. Taller then herself, which surprised her, humanoid in appearance and muscular. She could make out the tone of his biceps while he moved smoothly into the room. Licking her suddenly dry lips, A'itha had to admit that he had a hunter's grace. Practiced and deadly. Still, she couldn't ignore his presence or why he had been following her. With her head lowered, her body crouched to the floor, she regarded him silently and then launched herself at his back. With arms around his neck, her legs around his waist, she held one of those 'finger blades' against his throat. At least, she hoped that was his throat. With a soft snarl, she asked the only question that came to mind. Who are you?
Thread: Carnival Of Rust... (Zodiac and DarkRiffs)

He'd sensed the movement behind him, but she'd been far to quick for him to dodge her entirely.He snarled loudly as he felt her lithe weight on his back.His first reaction was to slam himself against a wall, but he was forced to pause as he felt the edge of the blade against the soft flesh of his neck.Soft clicks of frustration grew from him as the mask registered her words. Thankfully Slynn had excelled in vocal patterning and imitation, it had allowed him to lure and trick a lot of prey before.His voice was deep as he spoke, near-perfectly formed words, though they had a slight syntax to them as he spoke.I...am Slynn...hunter of the Ironhorn clan he stated.Inside he was fuming that she'd gotten the drop on him, but he was in no way ashamed, she was skilled, and there was no shame in losing to a skilled person, just to a lucky shot.
Thread: Carnival Of Rust... (Zodiac and DarkRiffs)

A'itha's own voice was low for a woman's and crisp. As though she were used to speaking quickly and with authority. There was something about this particular male. It had to be male. The voice was masculine and his body felt very hard against her own. Not aroused. Just muscular. Strength under his armor or smooth flesh. Depending on what he wore. She noticed some flesh in the light as it faded in and out. Darker then her own. A strange color. Mottled? She couldn't be certain in this room with it's indecisive light, but she knew that removing herself might be tricky. Alright, I'm going to release you and I don't want any hard feelings, got it? She spoke slowly. It doesn't seem like you're one of those things. And you seem to be the only other living thing around here. Hrm. If I was smart, I'd slice you from ear to ear now, but I might need you. All of this was spoken out loud, but some of it was obviously thought. One of A'itha's flaws. She thought out loud sometimes. On the count of three... I want you to move your ass to the other side of this room, got it? I'll stand on the opposite.
Thread: Carnival Of Rust... (Zodiac and DarkRiffs)

His body was rigid and toned, the product of years of countless building and tolerance training.His skin was slightly wet beneath her, a trademark of his kind, along with the almost reptilian colour and spots.His frame was solid still beneath her, his chest and legs glad in fishnetting, except for where actual fabric was necessary around the groin area.Fine with me he stated in a somewhat sour tone.Pity was rather insulting to him, but he'd buck up his pride for now. After her count of three and her dismount he stood straight backed and strode to the other side of the room, turning to face her quietly, studying her form more closely now.His masculinity was highlighted further now as the light stilled and cast it's din evenly across the room.He was easily 6'2 and built like a brick house, a hardbodied warrior through and through.The front of the cloth covering his crotch was bulged outward a tad from his concealed package as he folded his arms. Those things are my prey, I hunt them for the sport of it.They can be rather challenging little things to kill, and sometimes they win he stated bitterly.Their queen is my prize, and why I am here, though I do admit I find your presence here rather curious he stated.
Thread: Carnival Of Rust... (Zodiac and DarkRiffs)

1... 2... 3! A'itha dropped to the floor with a solid sound and collected her sword before moving to the otherside of the room and sheathing it. She watched the male with some kind of interest. Most aliens she came across were either a similar height to her or smaller, but always slender. Nothing she knew of could compare to this male and she watched him almost like a snake ready to strike. Cold, calculating. Here was a female that didn't trust easily and she was used to being alone. When was the last time she had any contact with another creature? A few months, perhaps. She had to make currency somewhere and resupply her vessel. Yeah, it was about a three month wait. Give or take. Maybe longer. Time was a little different for her then others. Damn stars controlled everything. All she had were the watches and calendars that her father left behind. Things that were started to become soft like cloth from her near constant use of them. Her suit was slick with some of his dampness, her hand lightly running along her breasts and stomach as though testing the substance. Not corrosive. A'itha brought her fingers to her nose and breathed deeply of his musk. No, he wasn't like them. Different. And intelligent. That was a big winning spot for her. Standing before him... A'itha was a race of her own. Tall, about 6 feet, and slender. Her feminine assets were bound down to appear smaller, more stream lined for faster movement. Her outfit was light weight. It offered very little protection, but it didn't hamper her movements. Her long, tapered fingers came to rest upon a hostler, lightly fingering one of the guns while watching him with some interest. Dressed in black from shoulder to toe, what little skin did appear was a lovely shade of pink. Not like a human's or the inhabitants of this planet. And she sported a single jutting horn. Average humanoid feet or so it seemed. If those heeled boots were anything to go by. Long slim ears. Your prey, huh? Well, I hate to tell you this, but we're seriously outnumbered. Tilting her head, she smiled a bit. This might be one of those times where they've won. Although, the game isn't over yet, huh? To trust or not to trust. He could have easily taken her out, she knew that. A'itha wasn't stupid. A good slam against the wall and her fragile form would have been dazed. Long enough for him to finish her. Good news, though! I'm here for the queen too. A little unfinished business if these are the things I think they are. So, let's partner... Smirking, she couldn't take her eyes off him. Until we get to the Queen. Then we're rivals for her head. Got it?
Thread: Carnival Of Rust... (Zodiac and DarkRiffs)

A smug smirking sound came out of him as he snuffed his head up.They'll never win as long as I still draw breath! he stated with pride.Besides, the queen is my sacred right, my path to redemption!.You will have to fight very hard to slay her before I do he stated with somewhat of a chuckle.Though I do accept your challenge, a friendly rivalry never hurt anybody he stated, his fingers gripping the speargun tighter.He of course had other weapons, at least one or two anyway, but his best bet and best talent was with this one. His own masked face was studying her as well, she was quite unlike those silly human creatures, for one she obviously wasn't one.That hair and skin was so vibrant, it was a strange thing to him that the brightness of her hadn't got her shot yet.That horn, was even more strange, though it amused him that she could likely give a mean headbutt with it. Very well then!, shall we get a move on, softskin? he stated with a purring sound, he was eager to get moving.Already his muscles were flexed and rippling under the fishnets, his musk growing heavier, almost a tad dank in the air with the anticipation of a queen-hunt, something that would surely redeem him among his people!.
Thread: Carnival Of Rust... (Zodiac and DarkRiffs)

Softskin?, she questions with a laugh. Her gaze raked across his own form for a moment before she gave a slight nod. It was a cute kind of name and made her smile. A'itha wasn't about to give him her real name. Not yet. Besides, he probably wouldn't live long to care. Nor would she worry. Glancing over her shoulder out the door, she gave a nod. Partners. Great. She welcomed the help and his body promised strength where's hers lacked it. Yeah, we should move. Then she smelled something on the air. Something heavy and almost sweet. It reminded her of that light musk he carried only heavier. Glancing at him, she grinned a bit. It wasn't a terrible scent. In fact, she rather liked it. Mmn. I'll let you lead the way since you seem to know these things best. Nudging her shoulder against a wall, she waited for him to take the lead and follow behind him. Her eyes and ears peeled for any kind of sound or movement. He might have that fancy helmet to pick up on little things, but all A'itha had was her own natural talents.
Thread: Carnival Of Rust... (Zodiac and DarkRiffs)

His bootfalls across the floor were somewhat heavy, though muffled considerably by his boots as he strode across the room.Try and keep up he teased as he stepped out of the room and began along the corridor they had been taking.That thick heady musk followed him in a wake as he moved along, his vision darting about all over.He did have a general Idea of where the central hivechamber was, one simply had to follow the warm inward breeze, it always lead towards the humid and hot center of the hive. It was un-naturally quiet, especially considering the hive likely knew of their presence.They likely have an ambush set up, be wary he stated as he proceeded along quietly, his mask lighting up green as they came upon an antechamber full of the sick egg-spawn of the queen.
Thread: Carnival Of Rust... (Zodiac and DarkRiffs)

Try and keep up. Smirking, she could have laughed, but that might give away their position. A'itha fell into step behind the large male, her own footfalls were lighter and softer. Almost ghost like as they made their way towards the interior nest. Then he spoke again and she found herself growling in frustration. They were setting an ambush? Could those monsters actually be intelligent enough to do so. It wasn't all that far fetched. Just where were they? As they went deeper into the hive, she noticed that the walls became darker and almost sticky with some sort of residue. Nothing she was likely to touch, but it carried a fowl, almost animal smell to it. How long to do you think it will take us to get there? Her fingers itched for a bit of action. And just what were sick egg-spawn. Not that A'itha could read minds, but something strange was going on. she could feel it. What are they?
Thread: Carnival Of Rust... (Zodiac and DarkRiffs)

He removed the brace on his arm, pressing a few buttons before he pitched it into the egg room with a swift toss.Those are the beginnings of the bigger ones he stated quietly.He hadn't set it up on a timer, rather a detonator, his heart.It was wired to blow if his heart stopped at any point for any reason, of course It could be detonated manually as well.Come, the queen is in the chamber a few more down, I've no doubt her entire hive is likely waiting to protect her, we have a very arduous task ahead of us he warned her.
Thread: Carnival Of Rust... (Zodiac and DarkRiffs)

Are you serious? A'itha started and a light groan. Maybe this would be her last mission. If what he said was true, well, she had no doubt. Ah well. She would go down just as her father had. Laughing in the Xeno's face while it... Something suddenly shot out of the darkness at her, catching A'itha around the waist and dragging her down onto the floor. Hitting hard, she groaned and rolled with the beast. It hissed and snapped it's jaws at her. Raising her hands up, she started slipping one of the knives from it's sheath. Slayer was out of the way, but maybe she could find a soft spot in it's armor. Or her gun. It was an idea, but her hands were kind of busy at the moment. Damn! A'itha didn't know what would be best, but she wasn't about to get a drone take her down. They needed to get to the queen.
Thread: 1X1 Male Pirate CaptainXFemale captive rp. WillSurge and I.

The setting takes place where a female girl is aboard a ship with other people that know stuff about pirates and their ships and legends of famous pirate captains that have seen the world with their own eyes and different kind of treasures from different places that have history about the different islands between France and Spain. Angel was walking around the ship and she knew how to fight with a sword pretty well, her father taught her how to use a sword to fight and defend her own self at any cost if she ever needed to defend herself or protect herself from harm. Most of the people on this ship are pirates and the ships name is The Phantom Rose. Angel walks into the cabin and looks at all of the neat stuff in the cabin and she liked seeing other things and different kind of treasures as well that come from an Island of some kind and she cant remember the Island name at all and she sighed. It was about 5pm in the evening on a nice summer breezy night out like tonight. Angel was wearing a white fluffy pirate top, her pirate pants were black and her pirate boots were white and her hair was up in a braid and she has blonde hair, hazel green eyes, 55, and she is about 24 years old. She loved exploring the ship while the other pirates were talking to each other and to their guests as well. Angel hopes that nothing bad will happen tonight at all, if anything bad ever did happen tonight, shell put up a great fight no matter what happens to her at all she is always prepared for anything at all. d. She is also a pirate as well and your male pirate captain is after her father because he stole a map from your character about 2 years ago ok. I'll do her profile in the reply ok.
Thread: 1X1 Male Pirate CaptainXFemale captive rp. WillSurge and I.

Name Angel Age 24 Race female pirate captive. Sexuatiy Straight Female. Bio Angel is the daughter of a male pirate captain named Victor and she was about 15 years old when her mother died from a badly fatal gun shot wound in the heart. Hair Light blonde Eyes Hazel Green Height5'5 Act Angel acts like a brave pirate and she can fight pretty well,because her father taught her how to fight and defend herself against any male pirate captain that want's her for his own pleasure only. She is also submissive as well. History Angel begin to sail with her mother and father when she was about 5 years old and they were all priates and she loved being a male pirate captain daughter and also a female pirate captain mother as well. Bio Angel was about 20 years old when another male pirate captain pulled out his gun and shot her mother in the chest and the bullet hit her mother heart and her mother died of a gun shot wound in her heart. Weapon A pirate sword and a gun. This is what she looks like ok. color
Thread: 1X1 Male Pirate CaptainXFemale captive rp. WillSurge and I.

Name Remy Lecroix aka Remy Two Shots, aka Remy the Red, aka Remy the Cat Age 27 Race Male, Pirate Captain. Creole decent Sexuality Straight Hair Black Streaked with Red Eyes Green Height 6'7 Attitude That which life does not give you, you take, by word, by skill, or at the point of a sword Impulsive and short tempered Remy Lecroix believes that in this world you take what you want, money, power, women, if you have the strength it's yours. Bio Captain of the ship Merciful Vengeance Remy searches for the man who dared to steal from him almost 2 years ago, Taking from him several priceless artifacts, his favorite sword, and his collection of charts, among them a map of infinite value. Remy will find him, and he will take from him everything. Weapons Two masterfully crafted cutlasses worn at his hips, two specially made triple barrel pistols, and some even say the powers of Voodoo
Thread: 1X1 Male Pirate CaptainXFemale captive rp. WillSurge and I.

Victor and his crew finally sail into the pier of Spain and his crew tie up his ship and they all leave the boat and head into the town of Spain and they all walk into the local tavern and order rum to drink. Victor daughter was wearing a cloak over her outfit so her father arch rival Captain Remy Lecroix won't reconize Victor daughter at any cost. She hoped that her idea will work and she'll be safe from Remy grasp at any cost and she remembers her father gave her the map, and she kept well hiden inside her left pirate boot and she wonders if Remy and his crew knew where they were or not at all and she sighed. Victor was talking to his crew about his wife Captain Victoria,which was Angel's mother and they all listened to the story and it was a sad story about how she died and all of the crew drank their rum as fast as they could and wonders where they can get the suppiles for food, and anything that the captain and his crew needed. Like your intro.
Thread: 1X1 Male Pirate CaptainXFemale captive rp. WillSurge and I.

The Merciful Vengeance slipped silently through the waters, she'd been fallowing the Phantom Rose for over 2 days now, but her captain was a patient man. Remy stood at the helm of his ship, watching the sleepy Spanish port through his looking glass. So quiet, so peaceful, so ...perfect. Alright lads, you know the drill, supplies first, then take you want, wine, women, riches, but the tavern is mine. Hound, you and Jitters are with me...we're getting back whats ours tonight Hound was a mountain of a Norseman, and Remy's first in command, built like a fortress and as strong as any man. His face split in a grin as he went to find his partner, Jitters the marksmen, a thin stocky Irishmen with a twitch, but no rival when it came to the gun. These were Remy's closest companions and only they knew what had been taken that night. The Merciful Vengeance pulled into port in the dead of night, Remy jumping the side and landing gracefully on his feet, hands resting every ready on the hilts of his pistols. Remy the cat indeed Hound mused as he and Jitters climbed down behind him. Less talking more moving, Remy replied as the trio moved into the small port town, fallowed moments later by the rest of the crew, bent on a night of pillaging, looting and lust. The door to the tavern splintered as Remy kicked it in, sweeping into the room with this pistols drawn. Behind him Hound grinned like a dog let off its leash as he and Jitters entered the bar behind their Captain. Nobody moves and maybe a few of you will live to tell people how you saw Remy Two Times and lived to escape Quickly sweeping through the room Remy located Captain Victor and his crew, a twisted grin on his face as he trained his pistols on the older Captain. Before he could act Remy put his boot on the older man's chest, pushing him back into his chair and shooting the man beside him for good measure. Now now Captain, no need to get up, Just give me whats mine, and maybe I'll let some of your crew live...well maybe... but no one steals from Remy the Red and lives. Searing Remy leaned down, pressing his pistol to the old mans jaw, his finger pulling the hammer back as he slowly slid his finger to the trigger. Where it not for the old man looking over at the cloaked figure next to him his brains would have been on the wall, but Remy followed his look, spying what he now realized was a girl. And who do we have here? reaching over Remy jerked back the hood of her cloak, a lustful leer creeping over his face Aw is this your little daughter?
Thread: 1X1 Male Pirate CaptainXFemale captive rp. WillSurge and I.

Victor glared at Remy and said to him,Keep your hands off my daughter,she has on mother thanks to you,you shot her mother in the chest and she died from the gun shot wound in your heart and yes that is my little daughter and I wouldn't get any closer to her,you have no idea how well she can fight with a sword and a gun. Let her go and I'll give your map back I promise. Angel grabbed the map from her left pirate boot and said to him,Here is your map,and you got what you wanted,now let us be and never ever follow us ever again,leave us alone ok. Angel stayed beside her father side and she didn't want to fight inside the tavern at all and she hated it when a guy tries to hit on her at any cost and she hoped that Remy would leave them alone and let them live their life how they wanted to live their life very peaceful and without trouble in their lives.
Thread: 1X1 Male Pirate CaptainXFemale captive rp. WillSurge and I.

Carefully Remy unfolded the map, checking to make sure it was in fact his map, satisfied he gently folded it paper and tucked it into his glove, the lust filled grin still on his face. Well there is still the matter of... punishment... Remy savored the words as he looked at the old man's daughter again No one steals from Remy Lecroix, and now ... now old man, you learn why The butt of Remy's pistol caught the old man in the side of the head without warning, sprawling him out across the table in front of him as Remy grabbed his daughter, roughly throwing her over his shoulder. Turning hit pistol on the other two pirates sitting in that area he quick put an end to their attempts to stop him, the loud crack of the shot echoing in the bar. As he turned to leave he whispered to the girl slung over his shoulder. Try to fight me here and I'll send you to your blessed mother. He turned to his first mate and winked Leave a few of them alive old friend, it's good for the word to spread, ,...oh... leave the old man alive to, I want him to suffer for stealing from me. Strolling out through the broken door Remy smiled as he watched the flames flicker in the distance, the sound of gunfire and screaming splitting the night as he walked. It would be a good haul, supplies enough to get them back to the Caribbean. And women to keep the men happy, a fine raid indeed, he even had a new jewel. He rubbed his prizes thigh as they walked back to the ship, whisteling a chipper tune as gunfire and screams echoed from the tavern behind him. A good Raid.
Thread: 1X1 Male Pirate CaptainXFemale captive rp. WillSurge and I.

Angel thinks inside of her mind,Why does this always happen to me for,this is the 2nd time I got caught oh great,it's not a good thing and hopefully I can get away from Remy and live a normal life,oh well sigh. Angel doesn't struggle at all and she knew better not to try to struggle at any cost or else she could end up just like her blessed mother did and she wonders Remy killed her mother or was it another pirate captain that framed Remy or not. Angel tries to figure things out while Remy carries her over his shoulderblade and she passed out from seeing what happened and she remained passed out and has on idea if she'll recover from passing out this time or not. ------------------- Victor said to his crew,Damn Remy take my daughter away from me,that was the only treasure I had left that reminded me of my wife,we must get her back from Remy,but we'll think of something come on Kira we need to get more crew members to join us and help us save my daughter from Remy at any cost come on let's go. Kira followed Victor to the castle of spain and they both spoke with the Prince of Spain which was Victor step son and he tells him what happened and said to Victor,Of course we'll help you save your daughter from Remy,but you both need your gun shot wounds healed up on your shoulderblades before we go after Remy help them right now. The maids escorted them both to the treatment room and took care of their wounds in their shoulderblade and they couldn't believe that Remy would take Victor daughter away from him and they sighed.