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Who: The Spade Pirates
Where: Nuevo Empieza, an unnamed Military Base
When: 11/29 - 12/1
What: The Spade Pirates fall into a trap
Warnings: V for Violence, R for possible gore
Style: Action!
Status: Closed to Spade Pirates and anyone on Nuevo Empieza

The comments below are going to represent focal points during this plot!

Comments

[fierybluebird]

Where the bullet is, I expect.

As for defenses...

[Marco grimly inspects the shackles.] Some sort of power repression like seastone.

[Holds them up even more grimly.] Any of you with regeneration or other powers? Avoid these. They're already still cold to the touch and they were on Ace. Think about it, yoi.

[lonelygod]

Not what I meant.

[He stands up and glowers down at the map.]

Power suppression's great. I don't have anything worth suppressing unless they can somehow make me stupid. Meant more what the bullet hole was referring to. Castle? Moat? No Moat? Bunker with steel doors? Energy screens and kinetic energy dampeners?

[Last one is an exaggeration, but who knows.]

[fierybluebird]

[Marco picks up the map and looks all around it.] Center of a fortified marine base. Looks like standard for my world, Ace has slipped in and out through them more times than I'd like to admit. Probably why he didn't stay long.

No bunker, no castle, just your typical seaside fort. [Rubs his chin.] The hard part is finding the rest of the crew. And if Ace thinks he's doing it alone I'm going to strangle him several times when it's over.

[lonelygod]

So, the usual then? Antiquated firearms, swords and cudgels, stone walls and wooden doors?

[He can't hide the derision in his voice. That wasn't going to keep him out, oh no.]

[fierybluebird]

Don't dismiss it. [Marco grits his teeth. It's bad enough that they lost Sora once, but for Ace to come back looking like that has him severely shook up and it's only through his infamous composure that he's okay.]

[He picks up the shackles and presses them against the doctor's skin so he can see the blood. Ace's blood. And to feel the cold drain of it.]

You feel it, don't you? [Grinds his teeth.] Ace can't be hurt by normal weapons. There aren't any bullets or wooden doors or normal swords that can touch him, all right? [Drops them back on the table and folds his arms very irritably.]

In our world, all the bases line their entire prison bars with this shit and not even diamond can break it. And the shackles around the neck explode if forced off.

Don't dismiss it. [A quick glare around the room before he softens down.] Any of you.

Suprose!

[lonelygod]

"Marco."

The Doctor stands up, his expression flat and neutral, his tone the same. He's not interested in the shenanigans or the anger. There's nothing more than the cold of metal on his skin. He doesn't have powers so to speak. He's just not human, and that's all there is to it.

"I don't feel anything. But I do know one thing."

He grins.

"You're holding metal. And you've just given me an idea. I know exactly how we're going to put this to rights."

\o/ 1/2

[fierybluebird]

Marco refrained from glaring. They hurt Ace, they held their crew members hostage and that alone was enough to make Marco kill people. "A weird annoying cold seeping metal that doesn't allow regener--"

2/2

[fierybluebird]

But okay. Smiling. That's new. "Aye?" he asks a bit uncertainly.

[lonelygod]

"Magnets."

[fierybluebird]

"Magnets," the phoenix echoed flatly. Yup, that solidified it, the rest of the crew had snapped. This day just kept getting worse.

[lonelygod]

"Yep. Magnets."

And the Doctor scampers off now wearing that ridiculous grin and looking MIGHTY pleased with himself.

[fierybluebird]

Marco just face palmed.

"So Ace runs off and our doctor is playing with magnets. Aye, this will end well." Deadpan forever, and when things are bad? Deadpan more.