Wealth, Adventure, and the Open Sea: A One Piece RP.(Arc 4: Porte Carlo.)

[GoWithDAFro]

Yoje was surrounded by Marines on all sides, but because of their proximity, they wouldn't risk firing on him. That gave Yoje a major advantage. He quickly ducked down in his human form underneath a marine's sword slash, and swept out his legs with a tempest kick that blasted the group of marines in front of him.

He looked up, and seeing a mace coming down on his head, Yoje crossed his arms in front of his face and used Iron Body. The blow slammed him into the ground, but caused no pain. As soon as the mace was lifted, Yoje pushed down with his hands to spring back onto his feet. At the same time, he turned into his hybrid form, kicking the attacking marine back into some of his allies.

That attack should have bounced off of me. I need to work on Iron Body more once I'm done here. Until then, I'll just take down as many Marines here as I can until Peter escapes and that coward of a Captain shows himself.

 

[Scarim Coral]

Jacque had hurt himself from pulling off that stupid stunt of his but it was expected. Before the surrounding marine try to take him out in his owl form he quickly revert back and perform a spin slash with his rapier repelling them back. He then pulls out his pistol as he shoots those who were getting close to him.

 

[PrinceOfShapeir]

"Sorry, can't have you spilling your guts about us. Bad for business." He squeezed the trigger.

 

[Mr. Omega]

He rolled our of the way, trying to knock the gun away with his wrench. "I recognize that lady next to you from a wanted poster... I'm assuming you're here to rob the place. So who are you? Her first mate or something?"

 

[Tim_Buoy]

Sylvester jumped onto the ship he began to make adjustments to the sails. After a few minute the ship was ready to sail. ?sssso what are you waiting for tosss him on?

 

[PrinceOfShapeir]

"Something like that." He let the gun fall to the ground, preferring it more personal anyway, attempting to drive his fingers into the other man's eyes. He felt a quiver run up his spine, he longed for the feel of soft flesh giving way under his hands.

 

[Mr. Omega]

He moved away, but still got his cheek and part of his forehead scratched. "GAH! Son of a *****!" he pulled out a small gun with a grappling hook attached to it. He pulled the trigger, sending the blunt, curved ends of the hook flying towards Ezekial's face, trying to get a bit of distance between them now that he dropped the guns.

 

[GoWithDAFro]

Yoje made his way along the side of the mansion, going through as many Marines as he could. He was starting to gain some injuries, but nothing that was impairing his fighting ability. He knocked out one Marine with two quick jabs to the face, and doubled another over with a powerful kick to the stomach. Soon, however, he was being closed in on from all sides.
Just as four different weapons were crashing down on him, he used shave to appear above all their heads. From there, he used rapid moonsteps to get more altitude and dodge any bullets. Once he was at an acceptable height, Yoje began rapidly kicking at the ground, unleashing a barrage of tempest leg blasts down upon the Marines.

 

[NeoAC]

"Hey! You want to try lugging this fatass and a sack of loot up and down the damn island? Be my guest!" Sammi shot back. She certainly wasn't going to be tossing him on board, that was for sure.

She dragged the body to the boat and pointed her hand up at the rail of the ship. The lead rope from the Governor's bindings extended like a vine, latching up onto the rail before slowly reeling itself in like a fishing line. Eventually the body slid under the railing on board the ship. The sack was tossed on board, most of the items Sammi picked up were metal so there was no fear of breaking them, and finally she came on board herself.

Looking around the deck of the ship, it was very well equipped for something that was likely only taken out for special occasions or romancing the wealthy populace. "All right, I don't know how Peter wants to make this great escape, but I suggest we wait here for a sec, see if anyone else is popping out of the woods before we set sail."

 

[PrinceOfShapeir]

Ezekiel twisted aside, the hook still smashing into his scalp and tearing flesh. He recoiled, feeling the hot blood leaking out of his head, but the damage didn't seem to be severe. Ezekiel dropped his hand down to his belt and drew a knife, then lunged at the other man.

 

[Mr. Omega]

Peter blocked the knife with the underside of his gun, trying to get into a favorable position. This guy's good... need to be careful. Would be better if I could end this sooner... For the moment, he was stuck on the defensive.

 

[My name is Fiction]

We are trying to be stealthy? Had me fooled
Sparkles hacked away at the brush, being more of an annoyance to him then the marines.
Seemed that everyone was in a fight and he had the easy part hanging with the untouchable man.
All he knew is that he didn't want to stay on this island any longer even if there was more loot to grab, wasn't worth the risk.
I want a ship deck more then anything right now
"Granna, can you make a guy hit himself next?"
"That would be the highlight of my day, not saying I rob mansions every day." He chuckled.

 

[PrinceOfShapeir]

"Son of a..." Ezekiel hocked and spat a wad of phlegm into the man's face, hoping to temporarily blind him, then shoulder-charged the window, breaking through the glass and tumbling, feeling the glass shards nick him. He took off at a run through the house. "Should have thought this through..."

 

[Scarim Coral]

Jacque is slowly getting overwhelm as he is barely keeping up behind Yoje. While his swift sword skill and his rapid pistol slinging had repelled the marines but many more fill in the fallen ones. At the rate he's going he will get exhausted which the marine will sure siege that opportunity to take him down.

 

[Mr. Omega]

Peter wiped the spit out of his eyes, swearing a few times. By the time his vision cleared, he saw Ezekiel running into the house. After a minute, he noticed the clash between the pirates and the marines was dying down. "Better get out of here now before the diversion is done." He noticed Jacque, Yoje and Smithy, being chased by a smaller mob of Marines. "Ok, those three I know. Not that well, but at least it's better than nothing." he said as he ran towards the of marines away from the main clash.

He took his wrench and decked the marine in his way, noticing one lagging behind the little group. "Ok, time to clear a path. That jump off the top of the manor was a blessing in disguise..." he ran up to the straggler, lifting his leg up high to do a forceful kick. "IMPACT STOMP!". When his foot made contact with the marine, there was a small 'click', and the marine was launched forward, crashing through his comrades approaching Jacque. Peter stumbled a little after the move, regaining his balance, running over and hitting as many of the downed troops with the butt of his gun and his wrench. "Oi! You ok? C'mon, we're getting out of here! Help me take care of these guys before they get up!"

[hr]

The Captain had walked to the entrance of the manor. "He's in here. Men! Get to each of the windows!" An few nodded, a man running to each window, trying to get their as fast as possible. He walked through the doors, seeing Ezekiel in front of him. "You were a slippery one to find. But I managed to find the Butcher." He pointed to the sides, the closest couple windows already guarded. "I would advise against fighting or running away. We have men upstairs heading this way, and behind you, as you can see, your pirate allies might be putting up a good fight, but we have more men arriving with each second. There's nowhere for you to run."

He walked up to Ezekiel. "You got a little carried away with your latest murder. Left a nice little pool of your own blood on the floor. And this isn't the first time it happened, either. I'm curious... is inflicting harm on yourself part of it for you, or do you just get a little too caught up in the excitement?" He chuckled to himself. "Hmph... here I am asking you such personal questions when I don't even know your actual name. But I suppose I should give you my own first. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Captain Hippocrates. Now if you surrender, we won't need to waste any more time here..." He started undoing a couple buttons on his sleeves. "I'd prefer to keep this simple. But your type never do just surrender."

 

[GoWithDAFro]

Yoje was still continuing his Tempest Kick Barrage when he saw a line of marines fall over near Jacque. He fell to the ground, landed on another Marine, and bounced over to Peter. "I guess you're Captain Peter? Name's Yoje. I've heard about you from your crew." He looked around and kicked a marine who was about to recover from Peter's attack

"Our battle seems to be over. A mob of pirates showed up not too long ago, and they've got a lot of the marines here busy." He dashed behind Peter and punched out another marine. "What exactly have you been up to here in the manor?"

 

[Tim_Buoy]

Sylvester searched through the cabin of the ship. He popped the door of a cabinet off revealing a instrument case. Sylvester opened the case revealing a very nice violin he picked it up and plucked the strings.? Ahh very nice? he picked up the bow and pulled it against the strings producing a fine melody. ?I?m keeping thissssss? he said as he put the violin back in its case. He found some rope and bound the case to his back. As Sylvester walked back onto deck he noticed sammi binding the governor the ropes moved like a snake of their own will. ?how did you do that??

 

[NeoAC]

Sammi had finished having her ropes secure the governor squarely to the mast of the ship when the snake *shudder* man came up behind her.

"How did you do that?"

"What?" she asked turning around. "Oh, yeah, yeah the rope thing. Yeah, it's uh, it's my, um, talent, I guess. I can...well I'll just show you."

She turned to a barrel that was on the deck of the ship, obviously a wine barrel or something similar from the way it looked. Sammi pointed her left hand out, palm downward and two ropes started emerging from her index and middle fingers. Converging on the barrel, they wrapped around it, coiling it in between each other before shooting up towards the rigging. Once they hit the ropes there, the started pulling the barrel up towards the rope net, effectively suspending the in mid-air. She walked over to her sack of loot and pulled out a silver goblet, one of the spoils from the Governor's place. Untwisting the cork she poured herself a glass. Yeah wine, just what I thought. Posh bastard. Once it was filled she replugged the barrel.

"Basically, it's that. I ate a fruit a while ago that gave me that talent." She tasted the wine. "Ugh, tasted as bad as that wine, but I guess the trade off was worth it."

She tossed the rest of the wine out of her glass and onto the deck. She walked back over to the now strapped in Governor and gave him another kick in the gut. He grunted in pain but his eyes didn't open. "And that's for getting cheap-ass wine! You're rich damn it!" She turned back to Sylvester. "Any other questions?"

 

[Tim_Buoy]

Sylvester walked over to the suspended barrel. He uncorked it and let some of the wine spill into his mouth. He resealed the barrel and swallowed the wine. ?Itssss not that bad but I don?t get much wine mostly rum.? He pulled the violin out of its case and leaned against the mast ?any request while we wait? If you prefer I also play the flute.?

 

[NeoAC]

Where did he find that at? "Uh, I don't have much of an ear for music. How about you?" She looked at the Governor. "You have any requests?"

A barely audible groan came from the battered Governor.

"That's what I thought. I dunno, player's choice I guess."