high_seas | Masquerade Ball - Totally not an ambush

"Logan, you shouldn't underestimate just how difficult it really is. Men can be tricky creatures to deal with, and not always pleasant." Faye did look pleased to hear a chuckle from him, smiling when he put his hand on hers, "You won't even keep the jacket? Might even work with the jeans."

"Oh, I don't doubt it. I recall how hard you had to work to get a cigar last night." He's being charming, it's kind of gross. The last time he was like this was... Jean. Not even Mariko, but way back to Jean. It's this place, the freedom of living like a pirate maybe. He likes it and it shows.

"Hmm... maybe." He glanced off at a pair of officers with the large white Navy coats, before smiling back down at her. "Or I might end up with a better coat, before the end of the evening." A wink at that.

"You were a tricky customer last night, Logan. I haven't had to work so hard in a while. At least, without being held at gun point." Faye, at least, doesn't seem to think that all this charm is such a bad thing. It would amuse her to know he isn't like this with all women all the time.

Faye turned to look at the officers too and chuckled softly, shaking her head slightly when she looked back at Logan, "Oh - that one I spoke to earlier. If you don't get your hands on one later, I'll get him out of that coat in a second." Faye smiled wider at that wink, because she was only teasing with what she said. She had no doubt Logan could run off and fetch a coat on his own.

"Good to know I stand out form these others roobs." Making her work for things, unlike the puppy dog Navy boys who seem to be willingly giving up gold to this woman. His was at least just a cigar. And no, he's not like this with most women, just the bad for him ones it seems. He has some ridiculous radar that makes him stupid, clearly.

A glance at her, brow raised. "I'll keep that in mind." He was amused though, and had no doubt that she could pull the 'i'm cold' routine on that guy. "But I should be fine."

"Or perhaps men value cigars more than I thought..." Faye touched the side of her hair and cast another look around the room. "But, in the end, I still got exactly what I wanted." There was a sly smile on her face, but she only glanced at him briefly.

"I'm sure you will be. You seem like a capable man." Though, of course, Faye had no idea of just how capable he was. "Meanwhile, I'll focus on the girly jewellery, hmm?"

"Only because I was getting tired of watching you beg for one." A teasing comment still, and a smug smirk.

If only she knew how capable he was. "Then perhaps I should move on. Stop cramping your style. Wouldn't want to scare off one of your many conquests."

"Ah, I see." She arched a brow at that, rolling her eyes in an amused way at his smirk.

Faye stood a little straighter at his comment, and blinked at him, "Are you bored of me already?" Choosing to stay playful, rather than think about that word 'conquest' and what it might suggest about her as a woman.

He didn't mean anything by it, and he'd admit (to himself) that she earned it. As for the Conquest word, he doesn't mean it as badly as it might have come out.

"Not at all." He said with out thought and that might have started him. "I just wouldn't want to put a cramp in your... evening" he said as he waved a hand out, pointing a finger to a young man in a leather baboon mask giving them the eye.

Faye turned to look in the direction he was pointing, and tilted her head as she eyed the baboon man over carefully. She leaned ever so slightly towards Logan, "What do you think? Should I go swindle him of some money, or should I let you direct me towards the champagne bar?"

He should be going to scope out a few more marks. He'd caught the sent of one he wanted to keep an eye on as well but... "The night's young." He said lightly, and nodded towards the champagne bar. "You can work some money out of him later, I'm sure. That ugly mug is hard to miss."

He offered a hand to her, putting on a show of being a gent. No one can tell him he can't be well mannered now, okay?

"Or perhaps I'll try and work some money out of you..." Faye turned her back on the baboon guy and graciously took up his hand. "This ball is making a gentleman out of you..." But she'd test that theory once they got to the bar, and she'd wait and see if Logan would get a glass of champagne for her.

"Good thing I didn't bring anything with me." though if she did pat a pocket in his coat, she'd find he already lifted some things here and there. Not that she needs to know that. He flashed baboon mask a lopsided grin, a silent F.U. to him, and lead her towards the bar.

"Honestly? It's called acting. Don't get used to it. I'm itching to sink a claw or two into some of these guys faces." Not that she knows he has claws. He looked almost annoyed as they passed one guy, his nose sniffing a moment. He was distracted from Faye a moment as he glanced back towards them, watching him laugh with some other men. Yeah. That one. That one especially.

Eyes narrowed behind his mask, he looked forward again, trying not to be so noticeable. At the bar he did however get her a flute of champagne, offering it to her. "How long are you Roses staying tonight?"

"Then I have to wonder why I'm spending time with you if I've got nothing to gain." She was flirting, clearly, but it did occur to her that she was actually just hanging out with him because she liked it. There didn't even seem to be a cigar to gain this time.

"Claws, hmm? I'm thinking..bullets." She'd see what he meant later, perhaps. But she did turn slightly to see who or what had prompted that response from him.

Faye smiled widely and nodded her thanks when she took the champagne from him, "As long as we're needed. Our ship isn't nearby, though, and there are only a few of us here."

"I have to wonder the same thing, really." This is flirting, right? Maybe the smiles are. He's all clean shaven too, which is weird. Makes that smile, even under the mask, softer. Weird.

"Bullets and me, we don't get along so well." Not that he can't use guns. He's good with them, but he'd rather do things a bit more personal then that.

He picked up his own champagne again, mostly to have something in his hand. It wasn't like it would effect him any, and there were hours to go still, but he'd not over do it. SO there were a few of them here. He'd noticed other crews as well. Some people at least. Logan thought it was stupid, to invite so many people into this. It's clearly going to break into chaos later. But, that's a pirates life, huh. "Just be careful the later it gets." A small warning, but she might already know, if her captain does. "These bastards will get sloshed by the end of the night." He said, watching the Baboon masked figure stare at them from beside a pillar.

"Then it's a good job that I don't plan on shooting you, then." So far, she had no reason to, at least. Faye grinned and gave an amused shake of her head, a couple of wisps of hair coming undone from her hair style. "Don't worry, we've got things under control so I'll be staying up as long as I want." She glanced towards the baboon again and turned her shoulder towards him, "I think that monkey's taken quite a liking to you..."

"Even if you did shoot me, wouldn't do you much good." Because he'd regenerate, but that wasn't the point. "Would it?" Take that as you want. He's distracted by the masked guy too.

Taking a sip he looked away from the masked man and back to the slender form before him. "I'm hardly the one he's eyeing. He's been watching you all night."

"Not especially. I'd have to hang out with monkey man instead. Besides, I don't want to get blood on my dress." Her hand fluttered to her chest as she took another drink of champagne. It was good stuff.

"Are you sure? Should I wave to him? Invite him to join us?" Faye was no stranger to being oogled at, but this felt different, and it wasn't just the weird mask that unnerved her. Still, it really could just be some weird lonely guy.

"That would be a pity." He said, glancing to the baboon guy again, who was now looking away from them. Caught? Yes. Even if he wasn't chatting up with Faye, he'd find this guy extra creepy.

He turned a bit to look the other way, talking to her while taking a sip of champagne. "Pretty sure." After all, he spent a bit of time watching her too---god he'd never admit that. What the hell Logan. "Wanna see for sure?" He asked, nodding towards an arch way with open doors, leading off to an outdoors area.

Faye was a little more distracted by the baboon guy this time, watching him with Logan, but also sizing him up to see how much trouble he'd be if his creepy following got any worse. "His choice of mask doesn't exactly endear me to him either."

If he did ever admit that, it would definitely amuse Faye, who might even laugh - so it was a good job he hadn't been as creepy or as obvious as this guy. "Yes, let's." And she began to move off in the direction to head outside.

"I'm not sure endearment was the point of that mask." He muttered.

Well, he's not going to admit it, so it's alright. He offered her an arm as they moved. A simple nod to her as she said yes. As he moved them through the crowd, his brows darkened over his eyes under the mask. Well, if he follows, he'll regret it.

Which, indeed, the baboon mask man did follow. Logan lead the two of them to a small outdoor part, a nice bit of fresh air and all. He could smell their tail. He did nothing to keep the conversation going, just using Faye to lead the guy out here, away from others eyes...

Faye turned to Logan and moved a little closer so that she could speak with her voice lower, "Why do you think he's watching? What does he want?"

But when she moved through the crowd to outside, Faye was all big smiles, playing the part of the lady enjoying herself with a handsome gent. Once outside, Faye waited, knowing they'd been followed, but not sure what to say or do next. So she drifted away from Logan, as though she was going to look at some flowers, but behind her mask her eyes were narrowed and focused.

"Not sure." He said simply, letting her move away from him as they walked. He ducked off to the side and moved around, keeping an ear out as well as a eye.

The baboon guy slipped out father, moving towards the woman, seeing to have missed where the man went. He came up behind Faye, reaching a hand out to try and touch her hair...

When the world went out from under him. Logan came up of no where, yoinked the guy by the neck, and drew him behind a bush, dropping him swiftly and holding a fist over the mans head. The mask have askew on his head. "Convince me not to smash your face in, creep."

The guy moved, pushing his mask off his face and looked frightened, eyes wide. "I..i..I..I just.. wanted to... to ask her for a dance." He said trying to peek off at Faye.

Faye had felt something close behind her and had spun round to see what was going on. She had a small gun hidden inside her furs that she would use if she had to. But then, it was immediately obvious that she wouldn't have to, gasping as she watched Logan drag the baboon guy out of sight. My, my, wasn't this interesting?

Faye stepped over to the bush when she heard Logan's growling voice threaten the other guy - she wanted a better look after all. And actually, it was rather exciting that Logan had gone to such lengths to get baboon mask away from her. So she stood beside Logan, biting her lip as she glanced between the two men, looking the uncertain lady, "I'm not sure..." Looking more pointedly at Logan, "Can we believe him?"

He was still leaning over the guy, kneeling a bit, fist balled up and hovering. The guy shook under him. Logan got Navy off him, by smell, but more latrines and hard labor. Small time guy. When he heard Faye, he grunted, fist balling up a bit more. "Donno..."

His hand seemed flinch up more, the skin under the back of his hand moving. Three claws moved, so very slowly out, like blades sliding slowly down. Light caught on them as they went full extension, the center blade just barely digging into the mans bulbous nose. "...I'm not convinced yet."

And then, if one had good hearing, they could hear it. A soft damp sound. Logan's nose twitched and he snorted a moment later, drawing back some. He moved to stand, looking.... amused and disgusted all at once. The man had a very large wet stain growing at the front of his pants.

"How did you even get invited to a party like this, pipsqueak." He said with a gruff tone, letting his claws disappear back into his hand. He didn't like picking on weak guys and this one was pretty damn weak. Damn, he wasn't even anyone he was looking for.

The guy tried crawling back away from the man, the woman and his puddle, stammering.

Faye watched as Logan seemed to pull three blades out of nowhere. But how? She stared a little more carefully, and as the blades caught the light, she realised that they were coming actually out of his hand somehow. This time, Faye really was uncertain, but she didn't show that in front of the guy on the floor - she had to look like she knew exactly what was going on.

But then a small stream moved its way slowly towards Faye, and she opted not to hide her disgust this time as she tiptoed back slightly so it wouldn't come in contact with her shoes. Faye's attention was on Logan's hand again. She certainly wouldn't be dancing with the baboon guy now, whoever he was, disappearing away. Faye turned to face Logan, grabbed his wrist, and lifted his hand closer to her face to inspect. "There's not..even blood. How the hell did that happen?"

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