Thread: Open Skies, Smoking Guns(Myself x F R O S T)

Mercury still had plenty of adrenaline flowing through him to keep him from feeling the full sting of his injury, however the injury was still clearly driving him into a bit of a frenzy. He had enough self-control still to stop with his foes dead, the soldier he had pinned to the wall was certainly dead, body rent by the bayonet of his own rifle and further having the barrel of the rifle jammed through the wound by the angry dragon and his superior strength, the foe on the ground also sported a gash that trailed from his right arm to his left, and was bleeding all over the floor from that rather extreme injury, in shock and dying. With those two foes dealt with there was just one more soldier who had dropped his rifle and was currently turning to run. Having witnessed a dragon easily and rapidly murder a senior soldier and his friend was easily enough to break the will of the soldier whom had taken a glancing blow from the neko's Gun, he actually had turned fully away from the Dragon and was in the process of crawling away on all fours. The only thoughts in his head at the moment were of alerting the rest of the crew to the breaching pirates, maybe somehow they could stop that dragon and put an end to his rampage. These thoughts and his forward motion were both stopped however when something thick and cold struck his neck, wrapping around his throat hard enough to cut off his supply of oxygen. The young man gagged and glanced back, realizing with horror that the Dragon that had so easily killed his comrades had wrapped his tail around his throat. The human gagged and pulled against his aggressor, but that only angered him, and the a swear was the last thing to pass through his lips before that tail violently pulled backwards. The action snapped the human's neck like a stalk of celery, and the blade on the end of the tail sprayed the walls with his blood, that tail wrenching free suddenly and violently and taking the path of least resistance. His body dropped to the ground like a ragdoll and Mercury corrected his stance, first turning to examine the injury that the greenbacks had delivered, which hurt. It was just a flesh wound, something that would simply take a week or two to heal, but the blade had caught a scale and deflected away to avoid causing further injury. Any further and it might have damaged his wing, which would have taken much longer to heal. After tending to his own wound, gently cleaning the blood from his arm with his tongue he turned those golden eyes to the Neko to check on her. However it seemed she had engaged her own foe. The elf smirked when he thought that his blades had found purchase in the flesh of the female pirate attacking him, but that smirk quickly became a blank stare when instead of causing a gervious injury, his successful blade simply caused a wardrobe malfunction. His brown eyes went wide and a splash of pink touched his face at the sight in the split second before she retaliated. She was also quick to reply with a headbutt and a tripping maneuver, which both caught the elf off guard. He was an archer over a fighter, and his close combat skills were rather poor, one of the reasons he had been stowed away down here rather than up top in the massacre once the pirates boarded. Pain filled his expression, and the take down found purchase, sending both of his daggers flying across the hall and the slim figure of the elf hurdling to the wooden floor. Unfortunately, while he fell he also reached out to grab the catgirl, trying to take her down to the floor with him one of his hands found her upper right arm, the other unfortunately found the strip of cloth that was holding her shirt together. He didn't way much, but the sound of ripping fabric and the tumble to the ground indicated that his attempt was successful, a sharp pain spreading through him as he hit his head on the deck, both hands reaching out to stop the catgirl from falling on top of him. For a moment he lie there dazed, but quickly came to his senses, feeling soft skin and more importantly something quite supple and squishy against the palms of his hands before realizing that in his attempt to stop her from landing on him he had planted both of his hands firmly against her ample and now bare bust. It took him a moment to realize he was doing this, fingers gently squeezing to determine exactly where they were before he realized and put on likely one of the most adorable reactions the catgirl might see for a while. That pale face simply lit up and the elf actually helped, quickly pulling his hands back and using his legs try to pull himself out from under her, planting his hands to the walls on other side while a blush burned across his face actually extending to the tips of his ears. Imsosorry He quickly blurted the words, his voice was actually pleasing to the ear too, lyrical. The elf reached for his weapons, but not finding them and still partially pinned by the catgirl he relented, muscles relaxing and a look of defeat crossing his face, before widening in horror as Mercury stepped over to investigate. I give up!, This isn't worth what they were paying me! Mercury had stepped over, wondering if his catgirl needed assistance, but what he saw made his frown and wince turn into a rather perverted leering grin, tail twitching approvingly as he resisted a snicker. Everything alright? His voice came from behind her, almost teasing in tone.