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High Seas Mods ([personal profile] highseasmods) wrote in [community profile] high_seas2013-12-09 12:33 pm

PIRATES vs. NAVY BATTLE LOG



December 9th finds some new arrivals to this world, the same curious phenomenon that's been occurring for the past few months.

This time, however, the Navy is prepared -- or so they think.

They've got troops stationed around the island, and ships on the water to stop any arrogant, foolhardy pirates and would-be sailors from trying to make port.

So hit them with all you've got, but they're not going down easily...
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[personal profile] elissacousland 2013-12-13 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
He is going to have to teach me to do that.

Elissa followed in Haytham's wake, making short work of the crewmen on the stairs as they were distracted by his unconventional use of the railing. She stepped over the dead and injured as they fell and darted to the upper deck in order to catch up with the man whose plans she'd inadvertently ruined. "Perhaps we should consider taking our leave?" the Warden called to the Templar as she caught up to him.

A pistol shot pinged off of the section of dragon plate that protected her heart, causing Elissa to flinch in surprise at the noise and the strength of the hit despite the fact that it did no damage. "Maker's breath!" The pistoleer was nearer to Haytham than to herself.
orderispeace: (Now I am going to feed you your teeth)

[personal profile] orderispeace 2013-12-13 09:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Damn. That was too close! But, he wouldn't get the chance of a second shot. Haytham drew his own pistol and aimed with deadly accuracy for the man's head. Needing the time to reload and having no cover to dive into the soldier didn't stand a chance.

Haytham looked back to Elissa once the pistol man fell, "I believe so."

They had caused enough havoc hadn't they?

"Over the side would be the quickest way."

If they were given the chance to get there. The crew was beginning to recover from the myriad of attacks that had been leveled against them and several of the riflemen had reloaded their weapons. One in particular, with an acid burn across his cheek, took a bead on the monster who had just murdered his Captain.
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[personal profile] elissacousland 2013-12-13 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
There had been several occasions when Elissa had managed to use her blades to block incoming arrows during battle, but most of the time it was a fluke. Still, when she saw the rifleman taking aim at Haytham, she reacted without thinking and pivoted to place herself between the Templar and the sailor. "Down!" she shouted to Haytham when she moved.

Smoke billowed from the musket as the rifleman fired, but Elissa's reaction time with Starfang was far too slow. The musket ball slammed past the Grey Warden's blades and through her studded, dragon hide leather to lodge itself in her upper torso below her shoulder and above her dragon plate piece. "AUGH!"
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[personal profile] orderispeace 2013-12-13 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
He ducked, if only because the order was a wise one to follow, but it really wasn't nessacary. These older guns just did not hold the power needed to travel all the way through one body and into the next. It was why Haytham so often found himself using enemies as human shields. Using an ally as one however... It was not planned for and brought several emotions to the fore that had to be ignored if they were to get out of this alive.
Hands fell on her shoulders to support her as soon as it had been made clear just what had happened.

"Now we really must leave."

She couldn't be expected to carry on the fight like this. It was his turn for a little trick then. She had used a vile of acid to distract and injure the crew and he had something similiar. A smoke bomb was drawn from a pocket and tossed down on the deck. It did no harm to the men close to it but the thick smoke did make it difficult to see. The crew found themselves once again reeling from a surprise attack as they choked on the smoke and were blinded effectively enough so that the pair could make their way up and over the rail of the ship. The seaman heard the splash when it came but could do nothing about it.

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[personal profile] elissacousland 2013-12-13 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Elissa flipped her blades into her back harness with a grimace of pain just before going over the railing with Haytham. Thankfully, dragon bone plate and dragon hide leather were lighter than their counterparts despite being sturdier, so she didn't sink like a stone. Still, swimming was not the easiest thing to manage with lead ball in her shoulder. A small trail of blood bloomed and dissipated in the water as she came up for air to look for her fellow crewman. Spying Haytham, she struck out after him toward shore - albeit at a much slower pace.
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[personal profile] orderispeace 2013-12-13 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Haytham kept his pace measured so should she require assistance he would not be too far away to offer it. The ship they had come from, being in the harbor as it was, made the distance required to swim to shore a very short one. As soon as the Grand Master found his feet upon the sand he reached back to offer the lady the support she may have needed to splash her way back to the beach as well.

"We should make for the local Nav."

Though there would doubtless be soldiers along the way that they would need to dodge it seemed the quickest way to get her back to the ship and to the medical treatment she needed.

"Do you think you could make it that far?"
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[personal profile] elissacousland 2013-12-14 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
Elissa took that assistance in emerging from the water, the wet leather of her gloved hand grasping Haytham's as she slogged forward on her feet. Pausing to catch her breath, the Warden held her left arm at her side and nodded to her crewman. "Of course. Tis not my legs that were wounded," she breathlessly laughed.

"You are not hit, I hope?" was asked to verify that her actions hadn't been in vain. Soggy leathers squelched when she took another step forward on the wet sand. Water was still dripping from her attire and droplets were falling from the edge of her leather hood to run down her face.
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[personal profile] orderispeace 2013-12-14 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
"No, you took the shot intended for me."

That would have to suffice for a 'thank you' until they were in a more secure area. Haytham left her side for just a moment, to scurry up the side of the building and scoop out the area ahead.
The town was a mess but using his unique gift the patrols were easy enough to pick out, their red outlines marking them out from the rest of the crowd. He settled on the best route to take before 'borrowing' a shirt from a native's laundry line and dropping back to the ground. He tucked and rolled to lessen the impact of jumping down from the roof, and then was back at her side to relay what he'd seen.

"I think we should be able to slip past the patrols without engaging them."

The shirt was for her wound, a temporary battlefield means of preventing the blood loss. You did what you could in these situations and used what you could find. Of course it did mean some one lost a shirt but...

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I just read up on musket ball wounds. Holy crap!

[personal profile] elissacousland 2013-12-14 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
When Haytham returned, Elissa was quite a bit paler and was gingerly probing around the hole in her leathers, gritting her teeth and showing more pain than she had allowed herself when he was still in her presence. Being shot was starting to catch up with her now that the initial adrenaline surge had worn off after the swim. She quickly attempted to school her features once again when she heard his distinctive voice. "Good. This... is not the same as an arrow wound. Tis affecting me more than I would expect."



orderispeace: (Default)

Bad news for her if it's not treated well!

[personal profile] orderispeace 2013-12-15 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
Not surprising. He had seen people die from injuries far less severe than that. He indicated the shirt he'd brought back with him and then her wound.

"Would you mind...?"

Well, removing that piece of armor long enough to temporarily patch the injury.

"We can have you seen by a skilled physician once we make it back to the ship, but until then we should try to patch that wound."
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[personal profile] elissacousland 2013-12-15 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
Elissa's hands reached for her belt. "Ah... beneath the leather or just the plate piece?" she inquired as she considered just how much work the former would take. Still, she started undoing buckles and damp leather straps as best she could while wearing wet gloves. Off came the blade harness with a painful shrug that made her go white for a moment.
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[personal profile] orderispeace 2013-12-15 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
"It should be beneath your armor, so yes, the leather too. I need to make sure there is pressure on the wound."

He torn the shirt into strips that would be better suited to this task. The sleeves were the most useful seeing as how they were already very long, they just needed to be freed from the body of the shirt.
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[personal profile] elissacousland 2013-12-15 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
It seemed so much of what she had on was connected to something else with the way her straps criss-crossed and wrapped. Next, the tassets and cuisses that protected her hips and thighs were shed because that was the only way to get to the lowest buckles on her leather tunic. Elissa sucked in a breath through her teeth while reaching beneath her left arm to work loose the buckle there that held the plate over her chest. To expedite things, she left the other side fastened and wormed her way out of the harness.

Each new movement of her left shoulder seemed to encourage fresh blood to well out of the musket ball's entry point. Finally, she peeled away her studded leather tunic to reveal the linen shirt beneath it that was plastered and wrinkled against her form. Despite Elissa's determination not to pass out, she came very close for a moment.
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[personal profile] orderispeace 2013-12-15 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
Such a task it was. Haytham could tell how difficult the simple movements were becoming just by the expressions that flashed by on her face. He had no doubt that when the needed pressure was applied to the wound she would wince again. must be incredibly painful...

Why had she done it?

The first sleeve was taken and wrapped around the injured shoulder.

"Brace yourself."

Then the pressure came as the knot in the former shirt was tightened to hold in the leaking blood. The second sleeve was then secured around the first making for a stable bandage even if it was a make shift one.

"Now, we will just have to make it to the Nav. Rest for a moment and then we can be off."
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[personal profile] elissacousland 2013-12-15 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
The Grey Warden focused on her breathing while Haytham tended to her, face going white as milk again when he tightened the knot over the hole in her flesh. If she had any regrets about playing human shield, they were well-hidden. "If I sit, I fear that I will not stand again," she confessed, "But give me that moment to collect myself and my things."

The tassets and cuisses went on over her leather pants and linen tunic as Elissa knew better than to try to pull on her leather tunic again. That would be wasted, painful effort. Instead, she eased into her blade harness with what help the Templar could offer and draped her tunic and triangular chest plate over the crook of her left arm. The added weight was not comfortable, but at least her right arm was free for swordplay, if necessary.
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[personal profile] orderispeace 2013-12-15 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
The breeze from the sea began to shift, bringing with it the smell of gunpowder and smoke. The assault on the island was becoming more intense and the explosions from the harbor could be seen as black smoke on the horizon. That should pull more Navy men away from the posts and back towards their ships. It was a good time to leave.

Haytham didn't wait for her to say she was ready. He watched and and soon as the timing seemed right he reached out to guide the young lady along the path ahead of them.

"It's not too far. One of the other teams has probabally secured the Nav by now. Should be simple enough."

Most likely, if those others they had arrived with were as competent as they claimed. If not, then he intended to the clear the way for her.
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[personal profile] elissacousland 2013-12-15 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
One foot in front of another, she could do. In fact, it was better than standing in one place as it gave her somewhere to place her focus other than the fact that getting shot was traumatic and incredibly painful. Elissa intended to make it to the Backwater Brig by force of will alone, if necessary, and the set of her jaw more than communicated that determination.

Still, she let Haytham undertake the duties of lookout and protector without protest or complaint. This time. "I do believe Harlock headed that way after we exited the forest to do just that."
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[personal profile] orderispeace 2013-12-15 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
Did he... well, in that case.

"I'll go slightly ahead then to make certain the way is clear."

He had not seen Harlock's abilities and being so slow to trust people as he was it was best to take care of these matters himself. Luckily the short scouting mission did show the way had been cleared and Haytham was back in plenty of time to see her through the door and over to the Nav.

"Have you met anyone who is a skilled Doctor?"
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[personal profile] elissacousland 2013-12-15 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
"No. Mister Fowl is our appointed doctor, but I do not know the full extent of his abilities. In the past, I have made contact via the journal with a man on the Spades who goes by the name of doctor... and there is a healing mage here from Ferelden whose name is Anders," Elissa tiredly replied.

She shifted the weight upon her left arm to her right in relief. Haytham's bandages were holding well, though the linen undershirt she had worn beneath her armor was still stained from earlier blood loss.

"Are you coming with me or do you intend to remain on the island?"
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[personal profile] orderispeace 2013-12-15 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
"One of them should be available."

He could simply have placed her in the Nav and sent her on her way but she was injured and had risked her life to save his.

"I'd better see you safely to the ship."

Besides what happened if they arrived back there and no one else was there? She might end up as the only on-board. This was the more prudent option.

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[personal profile] elissacousland 2013-12-15 07:05 am (UTC)(link)
The frown on Elissa's face eased a fraction with Haytham's reply. After all of this, if he went back out there and got shot...

"Thank you," was her response as she summoned a slight smile. She reached out with her right hand to activate the Nav, setting the markers to the Triton's Mistress. "Whenever you are ready."
orderispeace: (End meeting)

[personal profile] orderispeace 2013-12-15 07:24 am (UTC)(link)
There was no reason to wait. He nodded to Elissa and as soon as she pressed the final button they found themselves enveloped in the Nav's odd light show as they were whisked away to the Mistress.