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The Ace of Spades Joined: 7 May 2006 Posts: 398 | Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 2:01 am | Characters: All for this theme; By The Ace of Spades: This theme, Any theme OOC:I'm gonna go ahead and post again, since Savage and Layla are kind of stuck on a ship somewhere else at the moment. Let me know if that's a problem! BTW. Esme's a terrible person, in case there were any doubts. XD
"Dunno what the fuck you talkin' about," Esme muttered, glaring at the man who'd spoken. She flicked her fingers outward; there was a noise like a dull, wet thud, and then he was lying on top of his two dead companions, wheezing, with a knife sticking out of his throat. "'S what you gets for bein' a traitorous little bastard. Oh, shut up," she added, giving the pirate-- whose noises were growing quickly weaker-- a rough nudge with her foot. The two pirates still left were trying very hard to avoid attracting attention to themselves, as though they might be killed at any moment for no reason whatsoever (which, given Esme's mood, was not far from the truth.) "You two," she snapped, causing them to jump. "Get your sorry asses of the floor." One of them stood immediately. The other was frantically trying to stand, but his companions' blood had made the floor quite slick, and he slipped backward. Esme pulled him to his feet, being none too gentle and threatening him all the while, then shoved him over toward his friend. "Laundry room," she barked. "Go." Unlike Riley, she had no problem taking control of the situation. She'd done this sort of thing for a long time, after all-- though her companions, perhaps, didn't realize just how long-- and she was certainly comfortable flying by the seat of her pants. Or her skirt, as it were. When one of them resisted-- the same damn troublemaker she'd had to help up, the stupid asshole-- she jabbed him in the back with a knife, hard enough to draw blood. "If you doesn't go," she said, her voice dangerously soft, "I will cut out your kidneys and make you eat them." He went. There were noises coming from the laundry room. One of the voices was louder than the others, and it was cursing loudly in a Russian accent. Damn Russians, Esme thought, then echoed the thought aloud. "Damn Russians!" She lowered her voice, addressing Riley without turning back to face him. "I knows guys ain't really your thing, but you're gonna have to grab yourself a snuggle buddy." She shoved one of the two pirates back toward him, trusting that he'd figure things out. "The fuck're you doin' in my goddamn laundry room?" she shouted. There was a pause in the cursing, then shuffling noises. Esme turned the corner into the room and the space around her exploded in smoke and the smell of gunpowder; when the air cleared, the pirate she'd grabbed on to was dead several times over, and Esme emerged from behind him, unscathed. She continued to hold him in front of her; it was clear that she was in little danger, and that any further shooting would only continue to splatter his blood everywhere. "Hope you saved a few bullets," she said, speaking to the man she assumed to be the leader; he was, after all, standing in the back of the group and cursing loudly. "If you smart, you gonna shoot yourself before we gets a chance to play with you." OOC:I assume they'll have to leave at least one alive to take them back to the pirate ship. I'll also leave it to someone else to play the big ugly pirates.
They're both kinda scary when they're mad, aren't they? XD Who'd have guessed? Also. Esme hates Russians. Hahaha. |
Digithe Joined: 24 Aug 2003 Posts: 884 | Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 3:00 am | Characters: All for this theme; By Digithe: This theme, Any theme As it turned out, the Russian captain was not smart. It also turned out that he did not have much regard for the safety of his crew members. Though he had actually saved all of his bullets, he chose not to shoot himself -- in fact, he shot wildly at Esme and Riley. Meanwhile, our heroes' hostages were struggling between trying to avoid getting shot by their captain, while at the same time staying still enough to avoid getting killed by their captors.
While Riley could not condone the pirate captain's course of action, he decided that the man was, apparently, not open to suggestions. As for Riley himself, he had known exactly what to do when Esme shoved a pirate prisoner towards him. As he hid from the pirate's hail of lead, lamenting the damage to his ship's interior, he had a strong grip on his captive's left wrist, held tightly in the small of the man's back -- he wasn't going anywhere without Riley's express permission. The bounty hunter (he was a bounty hunter, after all; this came as a surprise to people nearly as often as Esme's being one did) waited patiently, trying to count the shots. He took a guess, unable to accurately distinguish any specific gun's shots, and moved into the doorway, his prisoner a human shield right in front of him. Through the slowly clearing haze of gun smoke, Riley could make out six distinctly pirate-like forms. Riley was met immediately by a pair of gunshots that exploded somewhere in his shield's midsection. He was still breathing, but as soon as the pirates reloaded he was surely a goner. Wanting to take advantage of his shield as much as possible, Riley took quick aim and fired off three shots -- two of which hit pirate brains, and one of which probably hit an arm -- before pulling back away from the doorway. He had been about to charge into the room when he remembered that the laundry room didn't have a whole lot of room for charging. "You... can no win," the pirate wheezed, coughing up blood. "Shut up and don't bleed on me," Riley said, getting more annoyed the more time passed. "This is a nice shirt. Say, Esme," Riley continued, raising his voice over the din of gunfire, "I just thought.... There's probably a bounty on some of these guys. It goes without saying that the captain won't die... quickly, but what do you say we try to keep a few alive, eh? I may need a new shirt if this guy doesn't cooperate and bleeds all over it." |
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