high_seas | Here there be monsters...

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Here there be monsters...

Who: The Bloody Roses

Where: on the open sea enroute to Gun Frontier

When: 5/19ish

What: fighting a sea monster!!!

Warnings: blood and violence! Hopefully...XD

Style: Any!

Status: closed to bloody roses and anyone invited by a member of the crew

Thash wanted to to bring back some good fish, but nothing like this...

oh yeah, and feel free to start your own threads if you want to fight the monster but not necessarily interact with Thash! It'll fight anyone that comes out to challenge it! ;3

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[At the comment that her blades are tiny, she looked back down at her hand. The skull on the handle of the blade stared back at her- the mark and signature of her family, the body of the blade made of cold steel. She shoved the blade back into its sheaths.]

I don't want another blade. If I did, I'd make it myself. [She hissed as she made her way past him, swaying a bit, glaring at everyone and everything. She can't wield bigger weapon, she doesn't want to wield bigger weapon. She's an assassin, not a mindless fighter.]

[he shrugged and stepped out her her way] suit yourself, it was just an offer. If you limit yourself to such a small weapon you'll have to get used to having trouble with large enemies like that dragon thing.

[hed never seen someone get so pissy about someone offering to make them something. He frowned, a little irritated. The he thought of a reason maybe why she was so resistant to the idea] is it because you don't know how to wield larger weapons?

[That's true. Which is why she has to sit down and think about it. There has to be a way around it, something that she can do and not resort to using big weapons. That's a death sentence for her. Not only she can't wield big weapon, but if she learns to wield it, the killer instincts disappear, slowly. And that's basically rewriting all the years she spent training as an assassin.]

It is impossible for me to learn it. [Katarina doesn't explain it further. She snatches some cloth from top of some crate, ripping it a little and then proceeds to wrap up her bleeding palm. Yes, she did squeeze her blade hard enough to make it bleed.] I will just have to play it smarter next time.

[he raised an eyebrow at her odd comment] impossible? I think you're underestimating yourself. If you're a good enough fighter to jump onto the head of a raging dragon and stab it in the eye, I'm pretty sure you're skilled enough to learn how to use a big weapon.

[he looked at her daggers in their sheaths for a moment] don't get me wrong, I'm not suggesting you switch up what you primarily use. Obviously you've been trained with those daggers and they're nice, but wouldn't also be nice to have a few other skills at your disposal? I primarily fight using my sword but that doesn't mean it's the only weapon I know how to use. Sometimes I switch it up and train with staffs, axes or spears... [he gave a little chuckle] I even tried training with daggers once but I just couldn't get into it.

[as he spoke, his eyes were fixed on her bleeding hand. He seemed oddly focused on it]

[She tightened the cloth around her palm, so hard it seemed as if it make her hand fall off. It hurt, but it didn't hurt as much as her wounded pride. Losing to a monster, even if it's that big and she can't do much but stab it's eye, it does damage her ego.

She looks at her wrapped hand before clenching it into fist, the wraps easily getting drenched in blood- someone would say she's a masochist-]

It is impossible for me to wield a sword. My instincts are all wrong when I grab the handle. [She turns to give him a look-] 'Couldn't get into it' as you said. [Not to mention that she feels naked when she has one (naked as in it draws attention to her when she should be shrouded in darkness and mystery as an assassin).]

[he watched her wrap her hand...he wondered why she'd clench her fist like that since it was probably painful. Her bleeding all over did fill his nose with the delicious smell of her blood, but after seeming to be transfixed by it for a moment, he tried to ignore it] Hm....fair enough. Well, maybe there's another weapon you could use that would at least be more useful against a large enemy? [he thought for a moment] like....bombs or a spear?

[he shrugged] I understand the instincts thing though. If someone asked me to sneak around and be a stealthy fighter, I'd suck at it [which he specifically mentioned because in the past, people he'd seen use daggers were normally stealthy fighters]

[She relaxed the hand from the fist and sighed, sitting down on the nearest thing she can find (in this situation a crate). She picked at the bloody cloth, eyes distant for a moment. She doesn't get sentimental often and her confidence is never low but in times like this- she does miss the support of her sister, regardless of how snappy and cold it is.]

Anything but daggers draws too much attention to me. And as you concluded, I fight from shadows and as silently as possible. [she tries to explain. Bombs are a definitive no, although, she could fire canons. Spears- she could try but she has a feeling she'd be very clumsy.]

When are we docking? [She tries to change the subject. She's not feeling too hot, being so long in the open seas. Landing on the firm ground would be like a hot shower back home.]

I figured as much... [he thought since their fighting styles were likely very different maybe they could teach each other a few things if they trained together...but it looked like she didn't want to talk about such things anymore. Too bad, he thought, she seemed skilled]

I'm not sure, you'd have to ask the Captain if she has a destination in mind. But usually we don't sail much longer than a few days to a week before hitting another island...at least that's the way it's been the last few times. I haven't exactly been here long enough to say what's 'normal', I guess

[She'd be in better mood and all for talking about the weapons and fighting if this swaying wasn't starting to hit her in the head. She sailed before... or rather, pretended that she did, for a mission. It barely lasted two days.]

I don't really care, I just wish I could have a decent bath. [And not resort to wash herself with water from barrel. Yes, she's spoiled a little. She won't complain more than this though- it's just to point out that she's displeased. She brings up her feet on crate and leans her back against the other one, behind her. She feels as if she fought for days. Her curiosity kicks in again-]

Where are you from? [He's not from Runttera, that's for sure. If he was, he'd know about Fizz.]

A bath, huh? [he thought that was kind of odd. But he swam all the time, so guessed it made sense for human who didn't have so much contact with the water to want to wash themselves] maybe the next Island will have baths...

[when she asked him where he was from he actually had to think about it a moment] that's...kinda a difficult question actually. It seems like everyone here is from different worlds, and I don't really know if my world had a name. Kingdoms and cities and towns and Aquarian domains did, but I didn't affiliate myself with any of them so they're not my homes. Let's see.. In my home world I spent most of my time in a body of water called the 'Great Sea' and the sea village closest to where I was abandoned as a baby was called 'Fairport'. But if you're from a different world Im guessing you have no idea where those palaces are.

[She shakes her head-] No, I don't know your land or country. But I am curious by nature, I like to hear about new stuff I didn't see or know about.

[She cracks her neck-] I'm from Noxus, land Runtera. I am kind of total opposite to you when it comes to belonging to cities and families. But I wouldn't have it any other way. [She closes her eyes briefly, feeling sick. Maybe she should go to her cabin... but the breeze was refreshing so she doesn't move.]

Oh, so you had a lot of places to call home huh...that's probably nice

[he watched her close her eyes]

You don't look so good. Are you seasick or something?

[She shakes her head-] I only call one place my home. Everything else changes.

[Katarina rubs her temples-] No idea, I have headache. But the thought of going inside to rest is making me feel sick.

Hmmm...well if you've never lived In a ship for a long time before, I hear it can make some humans sick at first. I also hear drinking lots of water and resting helps, but so does fresh air...kinda hard to rest in your room and get fresh air at the same time so you've probably got the right idea relaxing up here...

[he glanced at his cut up tail] well, I should probably go bandage this. But I'll see ya later I guess.

[Fresh water... that doesn't sound bad. She should wash the wound on her hand as well, otherwise it will get infected.

She glances at his tail and nods shortly-] You do that. It'd be bad if it gets infected.

Yeah. And who knows what nasty stuff that dragon had had in its mouth... [he frowned just thinking about it]

well, later. [he gave a brief wave then went to go find some bandages]

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