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high_seas2014-01-12 01:01 pm
vysecaptain) wrote in high_seas2014-01-12 01:01 pm
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Just another day on the Sun...
Who: Vyse + whoever's traveling on the Sun
Where: The Sun
When: late night of the 11th to mid morning of the 12th
What: Vyse is possessedand no one noticed. Not as violent as the others in his crew, but that could change.
Warnings: Possible character death, Likely injury/blood/etc.
Style: Any, prose to start, but I can match brackets if you'd prefer
Status: Semi-open
Vyse hadn't contributed to the destruction of the ship. He could have, just as easily. Take a cutlass to the sails, cut the more important ropes, cripple the ship before it even left the port. Or out at sea, where he could then take the steps to sink it.
But he'd waited, because it was stupid to sink a ship while you were on it, and hid until he got absolutely sick of staying below deck and wandered up, blades tucked into his belt.
He wasn't hard to find, as he wasn't trying to keep himself hidden anymore. Most often, he could be found pacing the bow of the ship, swinging one cutlass by a handle as he walked. For hours, simply pacing and occasionally muttering and arguing with an invisible someone.
Unless interrupted, of course.
Where: The Sun
When: late night of the 11th to mid morning of the 12th
What: Vyse is possessed
Warnings: Possible character death, Likely injury/blood/etc.
Style: Any, prose to start, but I can match brackets if you'd prefer
Status: Semi-open
Vyse hadn't contributed to the destruction of the ship. He could have, just as easily. Take a cutlass to the sails, cut the more important ropes, cripple the ship before it even left the port. Or out at sea, where he could then take the steps to sink it.
But he'd waited, because it was stupid to sink a ship while you were on it, and hid until he got absolutely sick of staying below deck and wandered up, blades tucked into his belt.
He wasn't hard to find, as he wasn't trying to keep himself hidden anymore. Most often, he could be found pacing the bow of the ship, swinging one cutlass by a handle as he walked. For hours, simply pacing and occasionally muttering and arguing with an invisible someone.
Unless interrupted, of course.
XD Yup -- also let me know if I messed up anything here
"Either way is fine, I can--ow!" And the reply is cut short when his attacking blade suddenly becomes too hot to hold and he's forced to drop it. The blade itself is primarily metal, so there's nowhere at all to hold it that isn't sharp.
But that's part of the reason he carries two blades. He's not totally unarmed if he loses one. The second one isn't as sharp, but it still does the job, and he transfers it to the bladeless hand.
However, that action takes a few seconds he can't devote to avoiding the blow from the fire on Chandra's arm, and he takes that blow square in the chest, staggering back before collapsing to the deck.
...And then trying to push himself right back up, though he only gets onto his hands and knees before having to pause.
Looks good! And you caught me as I'm doing Chandra tags. What timing!
Chandra takes that as another opportunity, bringing down her fist again, aimed squarely at his back.
"Stay down! I don't wanna hurt you more than necessary!" she bellows, battlelight gleaming in her eyes, "But like hell am I going to let you cut me."