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Thread: Raise Up Ye Blade

He stood at the helm though not behind the wheel and sighed as he saw her sail hoist. She's going to run. To think, I'd wanted to marry that niggardly woman. He sighed as he fingered the hilt of a dagger that was sheathed at his right side. The jewel encrusted, overly long dagger had been the reply when he'd asked for her hand. Take this dagger as my polite refusal, or I will drive it into your cock. The note had said. He stretched in preparation the sun gleaming off his perfect white teeth. His soft brown skin gave off a slight hue in the bright day, his lilac eyes a sharp contrast to his white hair. As a Summer Islander he'd grown up on the seas and built his ship with the knowledge gleaned from it. Its profile was sleek, it had two sails that off set one another so as to maximize wind. He pulled his shoulder length hair back into a pony tail which he tied off with one of the many gold bracelets about his left wrist. His machete which was sheathed across his back didn't bob, though the three flintlock pistols at his left side wavered and clacked as he moved downward. He wore no shirt, his muscular body adorned with various scars that formed a tapestry of human suffering up to his face which was completely untouched. About his neck was a silver torc with black diamonds set in the pattern of his flag, a jolly roger consisting of a red skull formed with rubies above two crossed cutlasses. He ran his fingers along his plump lips before biting them in consideration. She can't outrun us, but I have no time for this. Load the chain shot, break her mast. He simply said to his main gunner. Heading to the bow he raised himself up before his eager crew. MEN....I will take what is mine, the rest is yours. Besides the girl, kill everyone who resists. He simply said, his voice was loud yet dulcet. The crew of the Backlash cheered as their captain climbed upward to prepare for the boarding. He removed his rings and tossed them to his men like a father tosses treats to children. He reminisced briefly on why he was here. He had taken a stronghold and found a chest. A chest that belonged to the Midas of Pirates as he was called. He would have the key one way or another, capturing a man's daughter and heir apparent was one way.
Thread: Raise Up Ye Blade

Ma'am, they're readying guns... she looked over at the tremulous voice. Snatching the scope from it's position above the wheel, the woman looked the ship over. The boy was correct... Had the eye of a hawk, that one. They won't fire on us from this distance. Don't worry, boy. she said gently, patting his shoulder. He was the only one she ever showed kindness to, having found him just a few months ago while she stumbled drunkenly towards her room. He had obviously been penniless, starving, and scared. But he led her back to her room, didn't ask to come in, didn't ask for food or money, and bid her a good night. The next day, he earned a bed beside her own. Kaiden, fetch me my weapons, she said, watching the boy hurry for her twin blades and guns. Within moments, the ship rocked, the sound of wood splintering nearly bursting her ears. In horror, she watched cannon fire bust her mast, the man in the crow's nest falling into the water. How in the hell...? she snapped, pulling the scope up and trying to catch sight of the fellow captain. Grinding her teeth, she snapped, That bastard! She chucked the scope across the ship, smashing it against the remnants of the mast. Turning, she caught sight of Kaiden, dashed down, and pulled her swords across her back. A gift from a merchant in the middle east, the blades were polished like black glass, sharpened to razor point. Her guns, she gained from her father himself. Gave the monster a blade worth ten of his finest men. And he shoots down my ship. By the gods, what is going on in his head?! Within minutes, the ship pulled alongside her own. Stepping up the rigging, she called out, You get yer bloody ass away from my ship you bastard! her voice carried over the sounds of her men. Couldn't take no for an answer?!
Thread: Raise Up Ye Blade

What will you do first when you have her? Asked his first mate, a grey haired man who's massive frame dwarfed his own. I don't know. He said slowly before he ran his fingers along his jawline with a thought. That depends on her father, I sent him a raven saying I had his daughter, should be there by tomorrow. So I have only a few hours to you know, send the burning remains of her ship towards one of his strongholds. He looked out and watched as her mast cracked and fell onto part of her ship the length of it slamming onto her deck splintering floorboards and railings before falling over into the sea. Destroy the lower holds, I don't want cannons being fired at us. He said slowly. Wait till we are near enough, then obliterate the lower hold, no charges though, I don't wish for the ship to explode. He said solemnly. His ship pulled up his men crowding about him as he stood waiting. His eyes had gone cold, his smile vanished, his face was an emotionless mask as they came within view. He looked her over his hands on his blades as he looked to her and then nodded his greeting. She could go nowhere now unless she rowed, either way she'd need to negotiate to leave, or give in. He'd give her neither option. My father wanted me to marry you, I thought it was a possibility...he's dead now. He said simply before the sound of cannon fire erupted beneath him. He leaped across to her ship pulling the dagger he'd been given and his machete. His men quickly followed, falling upon hers.
Thread: Raise Up Ye Blade

Her deck rattled, wood flying, shards lodging themselves into passerby. Leaping down, she launched herself at him, pulling her twin blades out to cross with his sword. Hissing up into his face, she glared. I had nothing to do with that, but sill you take out your annoyance on me? Stop! Looking back, her eyes widened in shock as she watched Kaiden fall back, arms bleeding as one of the enemies slashed at him. Lysandra pushed away from the man before her, earning a surprised gash across her left arm, and ran to shield the boy. She knelt, pulling him into her arms and pulled away. For some reason, they weren't swinging at her. But her men, her companions... Many were going down. She reached over and swung her gun up at one who was about to deal a death blow to her first mate. Taking out his leg, she dragged Kaiden with her and left him with the man now hurriedly finding his blade. Watch him, she snapped, then turned to find the other captain. Eyes snagging on him, she stormed towards him, slashing at any in her way not of her own crew. Her blade sang through the air, blood arcing over her form as she stepped near the man. Holding her katana with her good hand, Lysandra glared up at him. What is it you want?
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Annoyance? What annoyance? It is a matter of business. His black machete easily stopped her blades before he shifted back quickly and sheathed the dagger. She moved quickly away before he pulled one of his pistols and fired. It glanced off a cannon near the man guarding the boy ricocheting back to strike him in the shoulder. As the man reeled back he pulled a second flint lock and sent a ball through his chest neatly avoiding hitting the boy he was charged to protect. Anyway. He said before he sidestepped cutting down one of her men with a flourish so quick his blade wasn't even sullied by the man's blood. You can come with me, or... He stopped speaking and caught a machete tossed to him by one of his crewmen. He crouched slightly as several of her crew surrounded him. They charged and an instant later three of them were dead and the spare machete was buried in another one's stomach. I will kill your crew by cutting off pieces from the ones I don't murder and feeding them to one another till there is nothing left, or they die. His first mate sighed as he approached the young boy, the old man was quick for his size and had crossed the deck as she had slashed her way towards his captain. The captain for his part laughed as he saw a number of her men beginning to slow down. Oh...did I mention that my men haven't seen a woman in weeks, be a shame what they will do to your cabin boy without my protection. He added before he approached her. He had a single flintlock left, the dagger sheathed, and had discarded the machete, leaving it in the belly of the man who was now pinned to the deck by it and crying out in agony. Or...you could try to kill me, a man who's remained in power even after his father's death through respect, not obligation. Unlike you daddy's girl, Xarxas doesn't need to live in his daddy's shadow. He teased before he leveled his machete at her.
Thread: Raise Up Ye Blade

Fury roiled through her as potent as any sea storm, and she ground her teeth. She dashed a quick look around, her eyes watching her crew be slaughtered. Enough, she snapped. Her crew... Her companions... Nearly all wiped out. Running a hand through her hair, she loosed some of the snow white strands, it falling to tease over her golden flesh. Stop this madness. She sheathed her blades, then glared as she let out an order. Drop the blades, her voice carried out to her few remaining men. With fear in their eyes, and respect for their captain, the men did as was asked immediately. Lysandra lowered her head, crossed her arms. What I've earned, I've done myself. My father has no effect on my own reputation other than to make men test it. I've swung my blade many a time to end a life just as yours... She said it all in a monotonous voice, reciting a cold fact, as her gaze swung around. And landed on her first mates body. Body stiffened in fear, the woman quickly searched for her young friend. And paled as she noticed the monster of a man holding him. Kaiden, she murmured quietly, then looked at the man before her. Fear melted her gaze into twin pools of honey. Stop this. We've surrendered, don't harm my crew. Stepping closer, she looked up at him. And don't let your men harm my boy.
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Yes yes you earned it yourself. He said with a laugh. As I understand it your father saw you as something to be tested. Mind didn't even want me to be a pirate. I stole my first ship and found him on my own. Almost sank him I did. He added to the laughter of his men. Yet you...you have a woman's heart...soft..and squishy. He said before slapping one of her breasts with the flat of his machete. He smirked and looked over. Bring me then golden irons before I continue. A man brought forward a set of gold plated manacles which he placed before them. Here let me give you a bit of motivation. He added. We will duel, you win, you go home, and you can bring me. As I understand it Cassandra of the Bloody Mare is looking for a husband and is willing to pay my weight in jewels. If you fatten me up before we get there between that bounty and her likely splitting my holdings with you. You'd have money to be a pirate queen in your own right. But before you do...I can't stand to see your idiocy play out. His large first mate hoisted the boy upward next to him and held him aloft. The old man grinned and then stared at her, his eyes the exact piercing green as the young lad's. Odd how my first mate and your cabin boy look alike. He said with a mocking tone. Now that your crew is unarmed they'll die if they reach for any weapons. I just think its funny..how long have you known that boy again? Maybe..you met him..not too long before I began looking for your ship. Isn't..isn't it amazing how quickly I found you? He asked before he began to cackle.
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Lysandra stilled, her eyes slowly trailing to Kaiden, who's face was flushed. N-No... she murmured, her heart aching. She placed her hand on the spot above her breast, a dull throb appearing. The boy shook his head, tears in his eyes as he pushed against Xarxas' first mate. You sent a spy to me. On my ship. What wrong have I done to you? she snapped, brandishing her pistol and pointing it at the boy she harbored for months, feeling as though he was her own son. Soft heart, aye? she fired, the ball landing directly beside the young man's head, splattering wood across his face. Spies die. No matter their place in my crew. She lowered her gun, hand shaking slightly. But I've no need for a fight from your crew for shooting him. Take the bastard. I've no use. She then pulled a black blade from her sheath on her hip, it's twin on the other. And if it's a duel, fine by me. I'll take your deal. she said, not realizing he hadn't said what would happen to her if she lost. And Cassandra and I are aquainted. I know of her wealth. Makes me eyes water just lookin' at them gems.
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Aww are you hurt. Going to cry? He asked as he watched her draw quickly and shoot the boy. My word had you let me finish I'd have said it took me so long because he stopped reporting your position a while back. Oh well. He snickered as the first mate hugged the now trembling boy. He was just another bastard who wanted to get close to his daddy. Xar said with a snicker before he looked to her. I told you she wouldn't kill him. He slowly shifted back as she drew her weapon. Its ok, you can use both, not that it will make a difference. He said slowly before he sighed. So lets make this interesting. For every minute it takes you to subdue me or be beaten, one of my men will cut one of your crewmen's throats. I surrender! cried one of the men. Kill that one first for cowardice. Said Xar without glancing at him. He shifted forward quickly and slashed upward his blade flitting straight up and slashing at her clothing rather than the body beneath them.
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As she was drawing her second katana, his blade blurred by her gaze, and she felt the straps of her outfit loosen across the left. Eyes wide, she looked down and saw the only thing holding up that side was the fact it was laced in back, and the swell of her breasts. Oi! What are ye doin! she snapped, brandishing the twins. I've no reason to want my crew dead! Slashing out with a crossed block, Lysandra quickly dashed a glance over her crew. So few left... She gritted her teeth. They knew what they signed up for. Dancing back, she twirled a blade in a flourish as she dashed a glance towards his torso, her black blade gleaming like wet glass in the afternoon sun. She felt another slice, this time of the strap on the opposite side, and moved back, knowing her clothing had slipped down, barely held up. Do not kill my men. Surely there's a way to bypass that... she said, noting the blades against their throats. A blush lit her features, then as she recognized where there gaze was. Then fury. She lashed out several more times, sending her attacks over his arms, legs, torso. She didn't really care if any hit, because she was going for another. Stop cutting me clothes! she snapped, moving back as she strayed from his latest slice.
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He had honed his craft for far too long to be outdone by someone like her. While she'd lead a ship he'd been taking them. He was a swordsman, but first and foremost a cutthroat. He shifted away from her blows as easily as a veteran fighter would avoid blows from a child who was held down with lead weights. You know what's funny, your father captured me once. He continued. When I was a boy, didn't know who I was, sold me as a slave. He added before he slipped back and suddenly lashed out to swat the back of her hand with his sword. I spent two years in a fighting pit, killing others for my survival. I became really good at it. He continued. His footwork was fluid, his movements polished as he shifted from one side to another slicing away at her clothing. Each shift narrowly avoiding her blade . He leaped back suddenly and dropped his machete to the deck before pulling the jeweled dagger from his belt. Hhmm maybe this will make things a bit more even. He continued before he narrowed his gaze. He lowered slightly and spread his legs. He was suddenly behind her slicing straight up the lacing that held together her garment before backing away. Oh, guess its time. He didn't need to turn as he heard the sound of a body hit the deck and the sputtering of a man's slit throat. If you kill me, we follow pirate rule, my crew becomes yours, and you become exceedingly wealthy, why doesn't that motivate you? He asked mockingly. Or are you this poor of an opponent, just because I trained, day in and out, so I could have the supposed privilege of being some noble woman's fuck toy instead of beaten and tortured for the night doesn't mean I'm a better swordsman. Oh wait, maybe it does. He said before he shifted. Have you ever been raped? He added nonchalantly.
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Lysandra felt her ire rising as she fought with him, her blows becoming increasingly ineffective. She was listening to his words, wincing as he spoke them. She had known her father to do that, known he wouldn't have cared if it was a king's child or not. I didn't know that... she said, then yelped as he smacked her blade from her hand. She held on to her other blade, fixing her stance. Ok. Swords were not her strong point. She fervently wished he had asked about a gun fight, or use of daggers. That was where she excelled al... And he shifted his own standing point, making her wonder at his game. Swinging for him once more, she heard the tell tale 'pop' of laces being snapped, and cried out, backing from him and covering her now exposed breasts with her left arm. Bastard she hissed, panting, as she heard the gurgle of a man's last breath. Looking back, she lowered her blade a bit. I have no need for a crew such as yours. And my own wealth far exceeds anything you may have- she resisted the urge to hold the necklace then lay between her breasts -but your skill far surpasses my own with a blade. As she was about to drop her blade, surrender, his words drew her up cold and she looked at him. Why do you ask, she replied , dropping the emotion from her voice as she studied him, sheathing her katana to place her free hand on the belt that rang with metallic clings. She fingered her own dagger, a smaller twin to the one she had sent him.
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He laughed softly as he shifted back. Oh no, it was more he just didn't know, didn't think to look into anything. Built upon his father's wealth, who built upon his father's wealth. Or do you believe that nonsense tale about him being his own man? He asked her before he ran his fingers along his jaw as though in thought. Its funny, years later he came to see me. He watched as she looked about and shook his head. What? Wishing I'd challenged you to a duel? You're accurate, and quick on the trigger, but you're nowhere near as fast as I am. Pull a trigger, be a hero? Was that your game? No real skill in shooting a man at close range is there? He said before he rounded on her. He now held just his dagger and she covered her breasts. Oh is it time for modesty now? You'd think that saving your skin was more important than your modesty. He said before he shifted back. You'd think so, but I have quite a bit of coin, and jewels, and from the looks of it, my men are far superior to your group of dullards. He said with a soft cackle. I killed...eight of them myself, in single combat, at once. That's a shame, I can barely hold off five of my boys in a fight, much less murder them. He looked her over before he stretched. Just a question, your father had me once, before he sold me, had his men hold me down. Wondered if I would do the same to you but I don't think I will, it would be too sad. He said before he sheathed his dagger. This fights over. He simply said before he sighed. You can try to stab me or some such, or throw it, or cut your own throat. In any case, its just gotten too pathetic to continue. Its apparent to me you're not going to be a challenge. Douse the boat. He said before he looked her over. You can go willingly, or I can cripple you, your choice.
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She shook her head and dropped her arm, her large, perky breasts bobbing as she picked a nail with one of her throwing knives. You're right. Instinct, she said, smiling a bit. I am a woman after all. her chocolate and honey eyes looked him over, disdain in their depths. And you would be surprised on how much I have garnered myself. Sighing, she shrugged. But you are correct. My men are unseasoned, a new crew as I allowed my last a respite. her eyes trailed to Kaiden, then dashed back. But I should have ignores my father's summons. At least until my crew was done resting. She looked away. She had wanted to join her men, in fact drop this whole thing. But if she did that, of course she would be a disappointment. And even for a man as cruel as Midas could be, her father truly loved her. And she hated to disappoint him. He couldn't have done anything that bad.. Right? Dashing a look back to Xarxas, her face paled. He w-what? she asked quietly, sick at her stomach. Anger and denial roiled in her, and she stepped closer. You wouldn't dare. I'd as soon leap into that wild froth below than have you touch me. her words were given in a harsh tone. Instead of threatening, just finish your work. As his blade was sheathed, she looked for something to cover herself with.
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If you say so. Being a woman is no excuse for being weak. He said slowly before he turned his back to her. My mother taught me originally how to sword fight. She killed sixteen men when my father instructed them to come and take me once he'd heard I stole a ship. Sixteen fine men, well trained, and combat veterans, you couldn't even hold out against one with a blade. Some captain you are. He spat with disgust. IS that your excuse? That you didn't think to get men who would add to your crew? Then you are untalented and a fool. He said simply before he walked over to lift the pair of gold plated manacles from one of his crew and tossed them to her. Put them on. He simply said. Oh did that hit a nerve? Oh yes, your daddy has quite the thing for pretty little boys. He turned his back and gestured at a scar running up near his spine. He cuts them when they don't tighten up for him. He said in a cold detached voice. I wouldn't touch you, it might lead to you falling pregnant, and I couldn't bear to see my progeny mothered by a woman like yourself. He walked away from her as his men covered her ship in pitch and various other flammable substances. Some of you men fought well, and that's no fault of yours that you have a weak captain, a subpar ship, and no real skill. We let you go here, and you can take whatever you can carry from this vessel. I never wish to see any of you again, if I do, I will hurt you, I will hurt those with you, I will extinguish you, and your seed from this earth if you raise up a hand against me. He said grimly before he gestured. His men had sacked portions of the ship and already returned to their ship. A few remained watching. Turning he eyed her. Lets go.