Post by Gerald Neumann on Jul 12, 2019 13:54:40 GMT -8
Gerald hauled himself up hand over hand. His weapon far below him stuck in the hull of the ship where he had stabbed the skeleton in the spine. Though he was starting to feel old, Gerald was no weakling, thanks to a life of sailing. His large sinewy arms made his climb easy, though not completely effortlessly. By the time he peaked over the gunwale, he was breathing heavily. It was no matter, there would be time to catch his breath later.
He flopped over the railing and, as he was picking himself up off the deck, the first thing he saw were a pair of worn boots standing a few meters away. As he stood up, he took in the whole thing. It was another skeleton. Though this one was wearing clothes. Worn leather boots, torn dark trousers, a thick leather button-up jacket that was open, revealing the white rib-bones, and a large tricorne hat over a dirty red bandanna to top it off. In its hand, with its arm outstretched towards Gerald, was a thin saber with the slightest of curves towards the tip. Pointed right at Gerald.
"So ye come to murder me crew and plunder me ship, eh?" It asked in a hollow voice. It was the same voice that had been booming through the sky just moments ago, though this time it wasn't a disembodied voice(obviously), and much more quiet. Like a normal speaking voice. Though it still had an eerie tone to it. Gerald slowly straightened his back up and stared the dead pirate down as he took in the situation. His muscles in his arms and chest tense. Poised. Ready to spring out in action for his defense, if need be. He had no weapon, save for the dagger in his boot, so his only option was to get out of the way and either try to disarm the skeleton captain, or get some distance long enough to pull his dagger out. What could a dagger would do against a skeleton, he wasn't sure. Better than using his fists, however. "Ye won' git no further, yeller bellied crook. Arm thyself, I challenge ye!"
And this is the story of how Gerald dueled a dead gentlemen pirate captain in single combat...
Unfortunately for Minx, she would not be able to escape simply by trying to pry apart the hull. She'd have to crawl out of the alcove she found and through the hold. When the ship shuttered and creak, some bards sprung loose near the crack and blocked the way. She would have to pick her way through the lower deck and find a way above decks...where Gerald was about to duel the skeleton.
The Captain was saved thanks to Kuroka, not that the stubborn man wouldn't or couldn't have managed on his own, but nevertheless the last skeleton crewman was down for the count.
If either wanted to get to Minx, they'd have to climb the ship similarly to Gerald- Save for perhaps Kuroka, who seemed to be able to climb much like a real cat. Uncanny.- and then go down belowdecks from the hatches up there. The crack she had crawled through was thoroughly blocked now.
He flopped over the railing and, as he was picking himself up off the deck, the first thing he saw were a pair of worn boots standing a few meters away. As he stood up, he took in the whole thing. It was another skeleton. Though this one was wearing clothes. Worn leather boots, torn dark trousers, a thick leather button-up jacket that was open, revealing the white rib-bones, and a large tricorne hat over a dirty red bandanna to top it off. In its hand, with its arm outstretched towards Gerald, was a thin saber with the slightest of curves towards the tip. Pointed right at Gerald.
"So ye come to murder me crew and plunder me ship, eh?" It asked in a hollow voice. It was the same voice that had been booming through the sky just moments ago, though this time it wasn't a disembodied voice(obviously), and much more quiet. Like a normal speaking voice. Though it still had an eerie tone to it. Gerald slowly straightened his back up and stared the dead pirate down as he took in the situation. His muscles in his arms and chest tense. Poised. Ready to spring out in action for his defense, if need be. He had no weapon, save for the dagger in his boot, so his only option was to get out of the way and either try to disarm the skeleton captain, or get some distance long enough to pull his dagger out. What could a dagger would do against a skeleton, he wasn't sure. Better than using his fists, however. "Ye won' git no further, yeller bellied crook. Arm thyself, I challenge ye!"
And this is the story of how Gerald dueled a dead gentlemen pirate captain in single combat...
Unfortunately for Minx, she would not be able to escape simply by trying to pry apart the hull. She'd have to crawl out of the alcove she found and through the hold. When the ship shuttered and creak, some bards sprung loose near the crack and blocked the way. She would have to pick her way through the lower deck and find a way above decks...where Gerald was about to duel the skeleton.
The Captain was saved thanks to Kuroka, not that the stubborn man wouldn't or couldn't have managed on his own, but nevertheless the last skeleton crewman was down for the count.
If either wanted to get to Minx, they'd have to climb the ship similarly to Gerald- Save for perhaps Kuroka, who seemed to be able to climb much like a real cat. Uncanny.- and then go down belowdecks from the hatches up there. The crack she had crawled through was thoroughly blocked now.