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Avast, Mateys!

Who: The Crooked Bone Boys, Esper "the Conflagration" Jones, and you!
Where: All over the high seas!
When: Tuesday, March 24th
What: Fighting, fire, winning, losing, and a whole lot of smack talk.
Warnings: Just your usual potential battle-type violence.
Style: Any!
Status: Open!
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ugh... What's happening?
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...Though Draco's excitement is dampened rather quickly as a sick look washes over Sting's face.]
Please tell me you're joking.
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[Standing shakily he does manage to dodge a goon and, accidentally, send him over board]
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Sting!
[Never take your eyes off of an opponent, they got a good cut in his arm. Roxas turned angry and brutally slashed him with a keyblade. Just rude is what that was. There's only a few people left and he moves fast in an attempt to make them fall.]
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He glances up at the fire he started earlier, which has taken over the sails by now and is starting to work its way down the mast, then darts another look at Sting.]
I don't have any potions on me that will help! Being on the water causes this?
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[Manages to focus enough to punch a pirate in the face with a small amount of holy energy, sending him flying]
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Well, that's unfortunate.
[They can figure it out on the next ship, though. There's some cracking above them as some of the rigging starts to snap, falling to catch the railings around the ship and spreading the flames.
Draco summons his broom and hops on as it swoops down, then gestures to the other two.]
Come on! I can carry both of you but someone will have to hang down!
[Or swim or something, but probably only two of them will actually be able to sit on the broom.]
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I'll hang down. Don't want to vomit on anyone.
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[He hops on behind Draco again and holds out his hands to Sting.]
Want me to hang onto you?
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[Takes Roxas' hands]
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[Seeing as how they have dragons on their ship that do just fine, and also that's definitely not something he ever learned about back home in his Care of Magical Creatures class.
He rises up into the air a little more and then waits for Sting to grab hold of Roxas before shooting off to the next ship. It's a bit more weight than he's used to, but he manages easily enough. They're hovering over the deck of the next ship soon enough, and Draco waits for the others to unload themselves before hopping off and banishing the broom to the skies again.]
I could try floating you, but I don't know how much it'll help.
[Quickly disarms several of the surrounding pirates who thought a nice welcoming gift would be a shower of bullets that bounce right off Draco's Shield Charm.]
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I'll explain it later. Just make me float in place and I'll use my breath attacks on them.
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It isn't that he isn't curious, but time is wasting and he has Navy men to take down with his keyblade.
He smirks a little and starts slashing and hacking away with his keyblades. No one is going to sink their ship if he can help it.]
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[He points his wand at Sting and executes the usual swish and flick motion.]
Wingardium Leviosa!
[Welp, we'll see how well that works out.]
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[Once recovered however, Sting smirks. This is something he can deal with]
WHITE DRAGON'S ROAR!
[He roars and the holy energy spills forth, crashing into the hall of the enemy ship]
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It's making Roxas a little cranky, and his moves begin to shift to a more brutal form, keyblades aiming for vital areas, looking more to kill than to disable. He doesn't like them attacking him, after all.]
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But now that Sting's all settled and Roxas is doing his thing, Draco spins outward to handle the pirates rushing them from the back of the ship. Disarming them of their weapons is easy, and he sends several of them flying back over the railing of the ship.]
Expelliarmus! EXPELLIARMUS! Stupefy!
[A quick slash of his wand sends a slicing bolt of magic into someone else, and then Draco turns his attention to the cannons lining the deck, taking those out so that they can't fire at the Nightfury anymore.]
Reducto!!
[Can't use a cannon when it's blown to bits!]
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Feeling the pain shoot through him only serves to piss him off though, Roxas digging his keyblade into the next man with as much force as he can. This hurts more than the cut, but he takes no time to worry about it yet.
He can still fight.]
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[Another cannon explodes and Draco slashes with his wand again, gashing another pirate's arm. Then he spins around and makes a yanking sort of motion, like he's pulling the rug out from under a bunch of people, and sure enough they all go toppling backwards. He jabs his wand toward another group, blasting them backwards -- but then he sees Roxas stumble briefly out of the corner of his eye.
Without bothering to ask for permission again, he just points his wand and nonverbally throws a Shield Charm at him. That should help defend against any additional stray bullets zipping around.
But the arseholes in the crow's nest are a nuisance. He takes a step back and looks up, focusing and preparing to Apparate again.]
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[He could, however, disable the ship, and that's what he's going to do.]
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He takes a couple of heavy breaths. There can't be that many more. They're almost done. He can do this.]
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Draco Apparates up to the crow's nest, taking the sniper up there completely by surprise. One disarming charm and a quick swish and flick later, and he's got the gun in his hand while he levitates the man out over the water to drop him into the ocean.
There really aren't that many more, though, and what with the way Sting is White Dragon Roaring all over the place, this ship isn't going to last much longer anyway. Draco's not too worried about hanging around to finish off the stragglers, seeing as how the pirates have got more pressing things to worry about due to the damage the three of them of are delivering. They can probably take their leave now.
He summons his broom again and calls down to the others from the crow's nest.]
I think we're about done here, you lot! Ready to get on with it?
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