Thread: Of Villains and Heros (Charlie_Death & Shikokudarkstar)

Venedict tore through the old wooden boards, uncaring of the pieces that landed far below. Once he had an opening large enough to fit into, he shimmied into the ship. He didn't know where his sister was being kept except for somewhere on the ship. He didn't even hear her which was a bad sign as far as Venedict was concerned. The sphinx smashed through the walls of the ship, even tearing out places in the outside walls to allow himself more light inside. There was really no way that the pirate was completely ignorant of his ship's destruction but the great bellows of air that was keeping the ship afloat were probably keeping the pirate from hearing all the destruction below. He knew why the news drone was following so closely, this wasn't normal Lionman behavior but since this was his sister and his sister's blood he was smelling...well he couldn't be damned to hide his reaction of absolute rage. He used himself as a one lion wreaking ball, tearing out half the ship before crawling out the back and tearing out the engines. The floating ship was starting to sink as he worked his way through the machinery. If there was one thing he was good at....well he was good at tearing apart machines thanks to Techno Mastermind. He clawed his way to the top of the ship before slinking carefully behind the crates of ammo. Captain Lark was cussing up a blue storm. His ship was sinking and some 'nadder head had blown one of his engines'. The pirate was still on the lookout for whatever heroes were coming and was trying to guess which ones would respond. All of his choices however hadn't included Lionman but he had remarked that Techno must be active since he heard the roars. Stupid bastard. Lionman crawled through the patches of crates, looking to keep an eye out for Victoria. Where was she? He couldn't hear her but he could smell her all over. Venedict growled lowly, slinking back behind the pirate before leaping onto the bastard's back like his animal counterparts. The pirate got off a shot but it hit the armor uselessly. This was after all why he wear the heavy shit. They grappled for dominance, the gun getting flung off the side of the ship while they fought. He would need to find a way to get Lark unconscious since he could hear some ominous sloshing of water. Once it broke free from it's barrels the pirate would have the upper hand. Where was Victoria? Venedict grunted as the Captain somehow managed to bash him upside the head. That moment of pain at made him loosen his grip enough to allow the villain to wiggle free. The jumped apart, both turning to face one another. The Captain drew his sword, cussing up a storm. I never would have guess you! Don't you usually stay to monsters and small fry, cat? Where is your hostage?! Venedict roared, widening his stance. The pirate huffed, Oh the lass? I got her tied up really nice like to the mass of der ship. But she won't last long with that shot to the arm, she's got. But you got bigger problems to face than looking for her. Lark ran forward, and Venedict braced. He wasn't used to swords but his hands were protected by his fingerless gloves so he wasn't worried about that. It was the other tricks that the pirate was known for that he was more worried about.