Avast, Mateys!

[highseasmods]

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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Comments

[whitedragon_abs]

It's how it works in my world. You get raised by a dragon and taught dragon slayer magic by them you take on dragon qualities.

I'll explain it later. Just make me float in place and I'll use my breath attacks on them.

[heartismyown]

[That charm is very helpful because Roxas has no desire to be shot again. He pushes off the deck, leaving Draco to sort out Sting.

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.]

[dragonbadfaith]

Fair warning, levitating humans isn't actually possible. Best I can do is cast the spell on your clothes and hope that they can hold you up.

[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.]

[whitedragon_abs]

[Floating in midair is better. But it takes a moment for Sting to recover from the motion sickness. It's also slightly uncomfortable. Like his pants are riding up.]

[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]

[heartismyown]

[Helpful, very helpful. Roxas is fast and can keep out of Sting's way when it comes to his devastation of this crew. He deals as many blows as he can, flitting from man to man. It isn't easy, since they already handled one ship, but he can persevere.

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.]

[dragonbadfaith]

[Throws up an arm to shield himself from Sting's attack, as though such a thing would actually be useful. It's an instinctive move, though, which he follows immediately by casting another Protgeo to reinforce his Shield Charm.

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!]

[whitedragon_abs]

[Still grinning, Sting begins to spit out bolts of holy energy at the ship. He's a little annoyed that the ship didn't have a bigger hole in it, but that seems par for this world apparently. Whatever he could deal. Right now the idea was to put as many holes in the enemy as possible.]

[heartismyown]

[It doesn't seem like the other ship where they recognize him, but a gunshot is fired from the crow's nest, one of the men trying their hand at sniping. The first one burrows into the deck, but when another shot is fired, Roxas is hit in the side.

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.]

[dragonbadfaith]

Reducto!

[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.]

[whitedragon_abs]

[Taking another breath Sting, let out another White Dragon's Roar at the ships haul. He wished he was able to be on board the ship with the others, but he couldn't with his motion sickness.]

[He could, however, disable the ship, and that's what he's going to do.]

[heartismyown]

[Hack, slash, slash and hack. Roxas focuses on the repetitive movements. He's on his feet so he can't stop. Blood drips onto the deck, leaving a trail as he pushes from person to person. A gunshot isn't like a cut, he can't just close it up without looking at it, but he's busy. Every time his arm brushes his side, blood smears onto his arm.

He takes a couple of heavy breaths. There can't be that many more. They're almost done. He can do this.]

[dragonbadfaith]

[CRACK!

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?

[whitedragon_abs]

[calls out] Yeah, I think we're done! [grins] 'Sides I think your spell's giving me a wedgie.

[heartismyown]

[Roxas doubles over, leaning heavily on Oathkeeper to keep himself on his feet. He's breathing hard, using Oblivion to keep enemies at bay as he tries to get ahold of himself.]

Yeah. Okay. Done.

[He gasps the words out, his vision tunnelling. There are many reasons one should not ignore life-threatening injuries.]

I'm just gonna...

[Roxas falls to the deck, keyblades vanishing.]

[dragonbadfaith]

[Welp, hopping on his broom and soaring down to get them, then—

Though he expects them to just jump on as they did before, so Roxas suddenly collapsing doesn't really mesh well with his plan, and Draco has to bring the broom to an abrupt stop.]

Oi, what's the matter? Alright, mate??

[He saw him get shot, yeah, but it didn't seem like it was that bad and besides, Draco knows he has that 'cure' magic or whatever...]

[whitedragon_abs]

Hey, broom boy, something wrong?

[heartismyown]

[It hurts to breathe and his chest rising and falling is the only movement he's really making. His blood is continuing to pour out of him, pooling beneath him. Roxas' eyes flutter. He's feeling like he's floating. He knows this feeling. The pain begins to fade and from his prone form, black wisps begin to flow, floating up into the air and dissipating.]

Go. Draco.

[He's dying and he knows it. There's no stopping it now, in moments he'll have disappeared completely.]

[dragonbadfaith]

[Mostly ignores Sting's question, aside from throwing him a look and gesturing exasperatedly at Roxas. But then his focus returns to the other boy, who's...turning into bloody smoke or something.]

You must be mad, I'm not going to go.

[He hops off the broom, brow furrowed as he quickly kneels beside Roxas. A quick swish of his wand and a muttered healing spell seals up the wound, but he can tell the bigger problem is the amount of blood Roxas has already lost. It's pooled beneath him on the deck, and Draco curses.]

I haven't got any Blood-Replenishing Potions prepared!

[SOMETHING HE SHOULD WORK ON APPARENTLY.]

[whitedragon_abs]

What's going on? What's wring with Roxas? [he really can't tell from this distance, but is he turning into smoke?]

Hey! What's happening!?

[heartismyown]

[Not smoke so much as vanishing. Roxas takes a deep breath. The pain is unpleasant, but becoming less.]

Sorry. Screwed up. See you...

[It's too late, the process is only getting faster. His eyes fall closed and he takes one last breath.

Within moments, his body has completely disappeared.]

[dragonbadfaith]

[Blinks as Roxas just bloody wisps away, and then scowls.]

Oh -- Merlin's tits. For fuck's sake! I offered him a bloody protection spell!

[On his feet again in seconds, he throws a leg over his broom and heads toward Sting.]

Utter bollocks. That git. I'm going to wring his neck when he comes back! Come on, hurry up, let's go.

[Waves his wand to cancel the spell holding Sting up.]