Sweetp4u
Mischief Maker
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Ashley
"You intend to get the Mystique back, how? How much damage are you willing to do to her? Can Thomas' gun crew on that wallowing pig barge take out the top of the main mast or the rudder? Dan could no problem, but... And do you know how many crew are aboard? Are they loyal to Sophie and Vallen or will they run? There are what 5 of us, is Thomas aiding? Risks Ash, you are asking us to lay a lot down again. " Preach was demanding all these answers of her, and she could do little to calm him it seemed.
"I will NOT sink my ship!" She growled out offensively, her own temper sparking.
"This is my ship! I am the captain! I will rot in hell before I let that... woman! Take my ship!" She trembled with her anger, dismissing Mia without a single word.
"I Will risk all, including myself to see the ship back where she belongs.. Now either you come with me, or resign as my first mate. But know this.." She stared at his eyes, trying to judge what he was thinking, "Mystique belongs to me and will be so until I die."
Yes she was risking it all, they were at risk as well.. But that was life of a pirate. Risks..
"Thomas is helping yes, and I need you Preach. I need all of my crew to help get her back. This is our livelyhood. Treasure be damned, we need that ship or we lose it all." She sighed heavily, wishing she knew what he wanted to hear. What she could possibly say to make this better?
"If I can just get on board that ship, find information.. possibly hire some help.. Thomas's crew. I don't know just yet but I am going to get her back!" She was dedicated to seeing that done, just how she could get it done was a mystery still to solve. But she was not without hope. She had a solution, she just had to figure it out.
"I'm going to go check on... JESUS CHRIST!" Mia paled and pointed. Turning in the direction, they both uttered "Gun ports!" At the same time.
Mia took off for Daniel as Ash stood staring and thinking. "Fucking hell!" Turning, noticing we're too close to avoid their fire long enough to aim our own guns she grabbed Preach by the lapels and yanked him to her, "Get off!"
Glaring hard at the Mystique, she move to the first cannon she could find and began loading it. "I will fucking sink it before I let that bitch have it! YOU HEAR ME SOPHIE!!?" If she can disable it, she can....Glancing up she caught sight of someone clamouring around on the anchor.
"What the-.. Krysta?!" Her whole world stood still, she could hear the words echoing across the waters to "FIRE!" And knew she couldn't return fire and risk Krysta's life.
"GET OFF!" Dashing towards Preach, She grabbed him and threw him overboard, jumping into the water right behind him as the cannon's fired.
The first shot ripped through the center of the boat, making a perfect circular hole on one side and a gaping hole on the other. Two more came, the mast began to fall with a loud cracking of wood and the distinct sound of rope snapping. Water sprayed up right into her face, a ball barely missing her.
"Swim Charles!" She sank under and fought to surface once more. Four more shots all hit at once and Smuggler's Run exploded around her. Debris rained down on her head and surrounding area. Something struck her head, dizzying her temporarily, halting her mad dash to reach the shore.
Something inside her snapped, pain and misery seemed to be all she felt. The knowledge that she had just lost all of her crew with the explosion of Smuggler.
"Preach!?" She called out, franticly turning this way and that in the water. "MIA!? SAAAAAAAALLY!" She inhailed water and coughed it back up.
"You intend to get the Mystique back, how? How much damage are you willing to do to her? Can Thomas' gun crew on that wallowing pig barge take out the top of the main mast or the rudder? Dan could no problem, but... And do you know how many crew are aboard? Are they loyal to Sophie and Vallen or will they run? There are what 5 of us, is Thomas aiding? Risks Ash, you are asking us to lay a lot down again. " Preach was demanding all these answers of her, and she could do little to calm him it seemed.
"I will NOT sink my ship!" She growled out offensively, her own temper sparking.
"This is my ship! I am the captain! I will rot in hell before I let that... woman! Take my ship!" She trembled with her anger, dismissing Mia without a single word.
"I Will risk all, including myself to see the ship back where she belongs.. Now either you come with me, or resign as my first mate. But know this.." She stared at his eyes, trying to judge what he was thinking, "Mystique belongs to me and will be so until I die."
Yes she was risking it all, they were at risk as well.. But that was life of a pirate. Risks..
"Thomas is helping yes, and I need you Preach. I need all of my crew to help get her back. This is our livelyhood. Treasure be damned, we need that ship or we lose it all." She sighed heavily, wishing she knew what he wanted to hear. What she could possibly say to make this better?
"If I can just get on board that ship, find information.. possibly hire some help.. Thomas's crew. I don't know just yet but I am going to get her back!" She was dedicated to seeing that done, just how she could get it done was a mystery still to solve. But she was not without hope. She had a solution, she just had to figure it out.
"I'm going to go check on... JESUS CHRIST!" Mia paled and pointed. Turning in the direction, they both uttered "Gun ports!" At the same time.
Mia took off for Daniel as Ash stood staring and thinking. "Fucking hell!" Turning, noticing we're too close to avoid their fire long enough to aim our own guns she grabbed Preach by the lapels and yanked him to her, "Get off!"
Glaring hard at the Mystique, she move to the first cannon she could find and began loading it. "I will fucking sink it before I let that bitch have it! YOU HEAR ME SOPHIE!!?" If she can disable it, she can....Glancing up she caught sight of someone clamouring around on the anchor.
"What the-.. Krysta?!" Her whole world stood still, she could hear the words echoing across the waters to "FIRE!" And knew she couldn't return fire and risk Krysta's life.
"GET OFF!" Dashing towards Preach, She grabbed him and threw him overboard, jumping into the water right behind him as the cannon's fired.
The first shot ripped through the center of the boat, making a perfect circular hole on one side and a gaping hole on the other. Two more came, the mast began to fall with a loud cracking of wood and the distinct sound of rope snapping. Water sprayed up right into her face, a ball barely missing her.
"Swim Charles!" She sank under and fought to surface once more. Four more shots all hit at once and Smuggler's Run exploded around her. Debris rained down on her head and surrounding area. Something struck her head, dizzying her temporarily, halting her mad dash to reach the shore.
Something inside her snapped, pain and misery seemed to be all she felt. The knowledge that she had just lost all of her crew with the explosion of Smuggler.
"Preach!?" She called out, franticly turning this way and that in the water. "MIA!? SAAAAAAAALLY!" She inhailed water and coughed it back up.
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