Glaring at Kane, Emiliano whistles for her Falcon. The Falcon responds to her call, carrying in his talons a chalice of cold water. He sets it in front of Kane and returns to his post on the crow's nest.
"Now, enjoy your water over there with the others." She points in the direction of the group.
"Ah, I see." Emiliano swiftly shoves Cheyenne forward and removes the sword from her hand. Aiming her newly acquired weapon and flintlock towards all four, she slowly circles them and continues to ask further questions.
"Of course, before I return this to you I must know the reason of their arrest. Only then will I assist you in their capture—if I deem it worthy of punishment."
She reflects the sun off the sword, signaling her ship. Immediately, the cannons are aimed at the shore.
"Ah, I see." Emiliano swiftly shoves Cheyenne forward and removes the sword from her hand. Aiming her newly acquired weapon and flintlock towards all four, she slowly circles them and continues to ask further questions.
"Of course, before I return this to you I must know the reason of their arrest. Only then will I assist you in their capture—if I deem it worthy of punishment."
She reflects the sun off the sword, signaling her ship. Immediately, the cannons are aimed at the shore.
They’re pirates!
Emiliano draws a literal line in the sand with the stolen sword while commenting. "I cannot allow their capture on such a basis alone. Try again." Letting out a mock yawn, she smacks a nearby tree with the hilt of the sword and catches a falling coconut. Poking it with the sword, she creates an opening and takes a sip. "What I find most interesting about this encounter is the lack of fanfare. Cheyenne, on behalf of what crown do you make this accusation?" She takes another sip, leaning on the tree while watching the horizon.
Without looking she aims her flintlock and fires at the ground where Jeff and Fraser are sitting, as they have resumed eating their ice cream.
Emiliano draws a literal line in the sand with the stolen sword while commenting. "I cannot allow their capture on such a basis alone. Try again." Letting out a mock yawn, she smacks a nearby tree with the hilt of the sword and catches a falling coconut. Poking it with the sword, she creates an opening and takes a sip. "What I find most interesting about this encounter is the lack of fanfare. Cheyenne, on behalf of what crown do you make this accusation?" She takes another sip, leaning on the tree while watching the horizon.
Without looking she aims her flintlock and fires at the ground where Jeff and Fraser are sitting, as they have resumed eating their ice cream.
Emiliano draws a literal line in the sand with the stolen sword while commenting. "I cannot allow their capture on such a basis alone. Try again." Letting out a mock yawn, she smacks a nearby tree with the hilt of the sword and catches a falling coconut. Poking it with the sword, she creates an opening and takes a sip. "What I find most interesting about this encounter is the lack of fanfare. Cheyenne, on behalf of what crown do you make this accusation?" She takes another sip, leaning on the tree while watching the horizon.
Without looking she aims her flintlock and fires at the ground where Jeff and Fraser are sitting, as they have resumed eating their ice cream.
*Runs away*
Lowering her weapons, Emiliano shakes her head in disappointment and says casually, "No one truly cares for civility these days." Throwing the sword back at Cheyenne, she comically bows before throwing the now empty coconut at Kane's head and skipping back to her ship.
Lowering her weapons, Emiliano shakes her head in disappointment and says casually, "No one truly cares for civility these days." Throwing the sword back at Cheyenne, she comically bows before throwing the now empty coconut at Kane's head and skipping back to her ship.
*Falls over. Gets back up.* Hey, Fraser and Jeff, the offer's still standing. Where do you wanna go? 𝓐𝔯𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝓕𝔬𝔲𝔯Henny4315
Lowering her weapons, Emiliano shakes her head in disappointment and says casually, "No one truly cares for civility these days." Throwing the sword back at Cheyenne, she comically bows before throwing the now empty coconut at Kane's head and skipping back to her ship.
*Picks up sword.* Now, what just happened? *Looks at the escaping pirates and shakes her head.* Another day. I’ll catch them another day.
Post by TheNebulousMysteryRider on Oct 11, 2021 16:32:30 GMT
Nearing the dock where her clipper was stationed, Emiliano kicks up sand as she stops to watch Cheyenne board her ship before looking back at the three scallywags bumbling around on shore. Her eyes narrow at the smoldering remains of the Tavern, a stark reminder of what was to come.
She proceeds to board her own vessel, lightly tapping the dirk at her side four times as she called for her crew to raise anchor. With her serious nature having returned, Emiliano resumes looking to the horizon, setting sail on the Caribbean Sea.
Lowering her weapons, Emiliano shakes her head in disappointment and says casually, "No one truly cares for civility these days." Throwing the sword back at Cheyenne, she comically bows before throwing the now empty coconut at Kane's head and skipping back to her ship.
*Falls over. Gets back up.* Hey, Fraser and Jeff, the offer's still standing. Where do you wanna go? 𝓐𝔯𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝓕𝔬𝔲𝔯Henny4315
"Aye, I can provide ye a whole dozen if you'd be willing to help an old man out."
The voice belonged to a withered old man dressed in rags pushing an equally rugged hot dog cart. Bent over and sporting a bandage over his head, the man smiles a toothy grin, revealing a set of yellowed teeth.
"Yar, just a shilling each for meh hot dogs, good and true!" He takes a rusty fork and pokes a bucket full of boiling water that was sitting on the cart. Pulling out a sausage, he stuffs it into a crusty piece of bread and offers it to both Fraser and Jeff. "Yar, taste and see!"
"Aye, I can provide ye a whole dozen if you'd be willing to help an old man out."
The voice belonged to a withered old man dressed in rags pushing an equally rugged hot dog cart. Bent over and sporting a bandage over his head, the man smiles a toothy grin, revealing a set of yellowed teeth.
"Yar, just a shilling each for meh hot dogs, good and true!" He takes a rusty fork and pokes a bucket full of boiling water that was sitting on the cart. Pulling out a sausage, he stuffs it into a crusty piece of bread and offers it to both Fraser and Jeff. "Yar, taste and see!"
"Aye, I can provide ye a whole dozen if you'd be willing to help an old man out."
The voice belonged to a withered old man dressed in rags pushing an equally rugged hot dog cart. Bent over and sporting a bandage over his head, the man smiles a toothy grin, revealing a set of yellowed teeth.
"Yar, just a shilling each for meh hot dogs, good and true!" He takes a rusty fork and pokes a bucket full of boiling water that was sitting on the cart. Pulling out a sausage, he stuffs it into a crusty piece of bread and offers it to both Fraser and Jeff. "Yar, taste and see!"
*Is terrified.*
The Old Man sees Kane and immediately hobbles over while sputtering out. "Tis good fer ya. tRy SoMe!"
She points in the direction of the group.
Goodbye LMBs...
