Apocalypse Deck (closed)

[Rhyad]

Rhyad was sitting on the top of the rail at bow, right beside the tiller.

He was staring thoughtfully to the sea through the short opening of the cliffs around the bay. He hate to be stuck on land, unlike the rest of the crew who just barged the fortress on the top of the cliffs to dig into the rhum reserves.

Carefully polishing his sword, he wasn't really caring about anything that wasn't the constant crash of the waves on the Apocalypse.

[Talya]

While the colors of the setting sun settled on the blues of the sea, Talya briskly walked around the rocky cliffs of the island. She was much too absorbed in her own thoughts. “d**n that worthless captain, d**n his coward bunch of ingrates, d**n them all!” she thought to herself, a slight frown of disapproval and disgust forming on her face. How could they do this to her? Nothing can match up to the insult when a pirate is marooned, and with the meager excuse of stealing from the captain. “Heck, those idiots couldn’t even prove it!” Talya grumbled in frustration, “Well, I’m better off without them. One more day and I would have turned into one of those brainless baboons myself. Atleast I have something to me, I wonder what it will fetch on the black markets!” a smirk crossed her lips as she fingered the outlines of the brown bag she was carrying with her. “Now, I only have to find a way out of this godforsaken spit of land and the rest of my life will be just as I want it to be. No more pity from those weaselly guts of men who come to call themselves sailors.” she muttered, determined to show the world that she is not someone to be taken lightly and slowly made her way to the top of the cliffs, where something quite unexpected was waiting for her.

The ship rested peacefully at the opening, its black sails waved slightly at the gentle evening breeze, instantly caught her attention. "What in allah's name is a ship like that doing here? hmm.. seems pretty abandoned to me!" Talya looked around her, and could make out the outlines of a marble palace in distance. "I guess they are enjoying themselves in some party! Good for them" Mischief and joy flickered on those beautiful eyes of hers, "I guess I should pay that lonely ship a visit, just to make sure everything's okay onboard!" she started creeping along the way to her target, totally unaware of the presence of the first-mate.

[Talya]

Talya reached the bay and found a couple of shore-boats lying on the soft sand. "Perfect! Just what I needed! This sure is my lucky day, a well deserved one!" she took one of them, and started rowing to the ship anchored not very far away.

[Rhyad]

Rhyad hopped down the railing, checking on his blade while he walked on the deck. He noticed a single boat pointing the Apocalypse, and he furrowed his eyebrows.

"What the heck..." he muttered, trying to focus on whoever was rowing. No man in the crew surely wore a purple scarf on the head. And the person on the boat was way too short to be Eleana, as well.

"Visitor." he muttered, retreating slowly to reach the tiller. Unless it was that wicked witch of Plunkett's new love interest, maybe the dullness of the day was going to be cleaned up a bit.

[Talya]

Talya reached the ship, and climbed the rope tied to the anchor, then several loose ones to come aboard. "Wow, look at this beauty, awaiting so patiently for me!" she squealed, utter satisfaction portrayed in her face.

This is like her wildest dreams come true, to have a ship of her own, to conquer the world, to be living legend of the high-seas-- but her day-dreaming came to an abrupt halt as she felt the sharp-edges of a sword against her chin.

Poor Talya! Can't even enjoy one decent moment alone!

[Rhyad]

"I wasn't aware the Apocalypse was waiting for you... because if I don't know you, neither she does." Rhyad muttered, keeping his blade at Talya's chin.
"So... your name?" he grumbled, a tight smile on his face, his eyes fixed on the small figure of the woman who dared to step uninvited on Captain Plunkett's ship.

[Talya]

Talya tried to smile soothingly at that enraged man staring maliciously at her, but did nothing but a grimace. "Well, well, no need to be frightened of a woman, little one!" she avoided his question, looking hesitantly around herself, trying to find anything, a sword, a spear, an open door hide behind, but alas! there she was, all by herself, being threatened by a mad man of her life!

"d**n you, Talya, d**n your luck!"

[Rhyad]

"Sometimes you should use a mirror, lady, since if I'm small, you're a mice." Rhyad grumbled, even less pleased then before.
"Now, before I choose to throw you overboard, are you going to introduce yourself?" he asked, punctuating each word with a soft nudge of his sword against Talya's throat.

[Talya]

Talya tried her best to play cool, "Hey! Is that how you treat guests in your country? A simple 'hello, how are you' would've done nicely."

But the mad man made no attempt to withdraw his sword, but nudged even harder with it. Talya tried again, "I am Talya, the black rose of Oman!" she announced proudly, "and its nice to meet you, but as much as I am enjoying this conversation, I've quite some work to do, unlike some lazy git wasting his time toying with that thing" she took one careful look at him, then turned around, about to leave.

[Rhyad]

Rhyad furrowed his eyebrows at the woman introduction and attempt at escaping, then snapped into action. He retrieved the whip at his belt and set it free, making it snap before launching it forward, trying to make it wrap around Talya's ankle.

"Already leaving, Black Rose?"

[Talya]

At that point, Talya totally lost it. She turned around, narrowed her eyes, now blazing with fury, and sneered, "You want to play it dirty, don't you, scum? Then lets have it your way!" She bent down and in a swift, powerful movement of her leg, kicked the shin of the sailor.

[Rhyad]

"You chose it, girlie!" Rhyad growled, grimacing at the sharp pain on his shin before making the whip snap again, trying to let it wrap around Talya's leg. He manouvered the sword he was still helding in the other hand, trying to block the pirate queen between the railing of the ship and the blade.

[Talya]

It burned like hell where the whip brushed against her ankles. Talya groaned in pain, then look upto her attacker. She was trapped between his sword and the railing, but suddenly a rope, loosely hanging from one of the sails, caught her eyes. It took only a second to calculate the risks, then she lunged sideways ducking the sword and grabbed the rope.
She took a wild swing, reached behind the sailor and grunted, kicked him hard at the hand he was holding the sword.

[Rhyad]

Rhyad let go of the sword, but pulled with all his forces the whip, still wrapped around Talya's ankle, to him in attempt to drag to the deck the pirate.

[Talya]

The sword flew out of his hand high up, and it was the time Talya got her hand to it when she felt a strong tug at her ankle. She stumbled onto the deck.
"You monkey-face! Keep your slimy tail away from me!" she shouted at the top of her lungs. The whip was cutting through her flesh, she has to do something aboit it. So she crouched up, mustered all her strenght, then made a powerful blow with the butt of the sword at his groin.