A steampunk RP, ehh?

[Ace of Hearts]

Marco dodges the first ax, letting it plant into the wall behind him.

When the second raider rushes him, he throws a dagger towards his feet, and at the same time shoots his pistol at him, hoping the two things to avoid will be to much.

OOC: Is this right or should I do it RP style?

 

[Kelethor]

OOC: im not sure, iv never done RP combat lol

The Raider stops just in time for the dagger to lmiss his feet, but not the bullet that penetrates his skull. his freind, seemingly un bothered by his freinds death, draws his own pistol "Drop it ass hole...the boss might be hungry, he wants em fresh!" he says with a laugh.

 

[Ace of Hearts]

OOC: Lets have some fun with it then

Marco nods, and slowly raises his hands, before whisking around and grabbing the ax the same guy implanted into the wall, with a quick roll avoid the inevitable shot, he swung the ax right at the neck of the raider, hoping to lop it clean off.

 

[Kelethor]

"oh fu-" the raider's head lopped off without a word. you are concerned about who, or what he meant by "The boss". you see a hatch leading down, probabply to the hatch. and another door, leading to what you think to be a cabin.

 

[Ace of Hearts]

Marco takes the pistol out of the raiders hands, and reloads both pistols, and hides them in his jacket, he then grabs the ax and dagger, and straps them to his belt. He then quietly sneaks towards the cabin, his days as an assassin coming back to him. He drew his dagger, just to be safe, as he peeked into the room.

 

[Kelethor]

yyou peaked into what seemed to be a palace . the floor is carpeted with furs of rare animals, the walls painted with art from corners of the world. in the far corner of the room, a man sits in a couch filled with plush Pillows, apprently, sleeping. at his feet, on the floor, in rags, a young woman in red hair weeps quietly. in the other corner, a suit of Iron stands rigid.

 

[Ace of Hearts]

Marco slowly creeps towards the man, hoping the slave's sobbing has him preoccuped, and therefore assuming any noise is from her. He progressed towards the large man, and drew his dagger. "Wakey Wakey." He put the tip to his fat chin. "Why don't we have a chat about who you are?" he grinned like a madman. His training from nuban served him well.

 

[Kelethor]

The Fat Man's eyes did not open, infact, it wasnt until now you realized that his throat was ripped out. the woman at your feet, started talking through the sobs " hes...hes gone...im sorry if you wanted to see him...you should leave, soon" she said, barely able to understand her through the sobs "Im so sorry...he..he wouldn't stop...I had too"

 

[Ace of Hearts]

Marco understood quickly. "You poor dear." He grabbed her, and put his coat over her like any gentleman. "You go down the hall to where the two dead bodies are. You see a ship, you jump onto it, and rush to a well off looking man, tell him Marco sent you, he'll regonise the jacket. "No slaver will surive." He looks at the suit of armor... grabs the body, and crashes it into the armor, it looks like he was crushed by it. "Go!"

 

[Vay]

seeing the raiders Markus exelerated towards the conflict, hoping to help the other airship, he quickly got into rifle ranga and fired his rifle at the engine of the closest raider ship.

 

[quack35]

Kit catches up to Marco, breathless. Seeing the armor toppled on the fat man, his eyes widen.

"Shit, man. Was he a slaver? I'll escort this woman back to our ship, I'll catch up with you in a bit"

Kit takes off, leading the sobbing woman with him.

Spoiler

Try to slow down a little, Ace of Hearts. I know, this is pretty fun. But it can get confusing.

 

[Kelethor]

The young woman begins screaming "NO! no..I...I can't leave, I musn't...he..." her eyes turn to the dead man, her reddened eyes filled with...hunger "I must feed" her voice is now monotone, obidient. she leaps apon the dead man, clawing on his dead flesh, her teeth biting into his neck.

meanwhile, your ship however has taken quite a beating. the raider's have been firing onpon it for quite some time from there own ship's. if something isnt done soon, your ship may taken substantial damage.

 

[Teafo]

"Goddam pirates!" Nathanius bellowed to no one in particular.

Wrenching the controls to pull up and right, away from the smaller ship to his port side and above the larger cannons of the ship in front of him. Once his new angle was arranged, he set the auto pilot to continue in the same trajectory, and flipped the cannon rail levers to slide both cannons to the port side.

Nathanius dropped from the command deck onto the main deck, the pirates seemed uneasy of their footing as the ship lurched upwards, and Nathanius knew he had to act fast before they took his ship.

He was close enough to one pirate to shove him backwards and drop him flat on his back as the aft cannon rolled over him, crushing the life from him. The other man was running for the crew deck.

No time to waste, Nathanius thought to himself, But gotta distract em first.

Grabbing for the fore most cannon, by that time already locked into firing position by it's clockwork gears, he yelled after the second pirate, "Get back here you bastard!" and pulled the firing pin. A deafening boom followed immediately by a cloud of grey smoke told of the destructive force of the cannon as the shot whipped through the air at the smaller ship.

Nathanius then gave chase to the other pirate already on board the Rapier

 

[quack35]

Kit gapes at the woman devouring the dead man.

"Screw this, I'm gettin' out of here." Kit sprints back to the Smithy's Rapier.

 

[Alphacron]

Aln quickly grabbed the controls and pulled the ship above one of the raiders! The crew's armor extended, drew their swords and leapt of the side of the ship onto the raider's. Two of the crew stayed behind to man the turrets, while Aln stood steering the Ebon Hold.

 

[Kelethor]

THe 3 remaining raider ships veer to the left, attempting to board the Ebon hold. they hop from there bikes, each brandishing axes and pistol's there eys filled with murder. the Raider on Nathanius's ships attempts to throw his Axe at Nathanius, his eyes filled with murder and hate.

 

[Ace of Hearts]

OOC: I was responding to Kelthor, not making it up randomly, sorry Quack.

Marco shakes his head as kit left the room. "Cannablisim. No matter how desperate." he sighed. "It's wrong. Hunger. You'll know it when you haven't eaten in days. then you'll know it better after months." He grabs his jacket from off the floor, and proceeds to the next room. She was to far gone, a lost cause.

 

[Alphacron]

The two remaining crew members activate the suits, brandish their swords and leap into the fray, Aln leading. With a cry of might, he lops of the nearest head.

 

[Teafo]

Nathanius ducks under the flying axe and pulls his Rapier free, "If it's blades you want to fight with, then come and get me!"

 

[quack35]

Spoiler

Woah, is this suddenly abandoned?