03-18-2012, 07:07 AM
Talons eyes opened slow, and his vision started out blurry. Though it came back quickly enough. Still there was this weight on his chest, and glancing down he saw what had caused it. That mermaid girl, Azaela, was checking to see if he was alive? The thought of her caring brought him a moment of bliss. At least someone did not want him dead. "I'm fine." Talon mumbled to her as to ensure she understood how he was doing. He pulled him self to his feet and proceeded to crack his neck and then back. "You okay? You passed out?" He glanced over to the girl, whom had done everything in her power to help him save the ship. Thanks to her they did.
"Thanks." Short and sweet, but it was more then anyone had ever gotten before. "Lets get out of this room huh?" He smirked and walked over to that darn thing in front of the door. Sure he placed it there, but now it blocked the way out. Grabbing it with his hands caused him no discomfort despite the wounds, and he threw it aside. It even landed on that one creature he had shot. Grabbing the door he swung it open - and their stood the mutinous crew.
Talons blood boiled just looking at them. Only one thing to do now. Grabbing them, one by one, he began to throw them over board. Each and everyone of them, they had been created by the spirits - not his own magic. As such he did not want them on his ship, the spirits may use them again to try and take his ship.
He then remembered the scratching and looked over at the door. There were no marks anywhere, even the glass had been repaired. Which did not bother him - less of a hassle for him really.
Throwing off the last of that demonic crew he turned his attention to the ship its self. Moving this thing was going to be next to impossible. He had no crew. He very well could not do everything on his own. He began to look around for something, anything that could be of use. Preferably someone else who had survived.
He found it. Though it came in the form of some splashing in the distance, again. Another mermaid perhaps? Talon walked closer to the edge of the ship and glanced down. No, it was.... shiny? A knight? Why was a knight in the ocean? Why are all these things not in their place? A knight in the ocean, a mermaid close to land. Now the undead just need to scale the side of the ship and this day would be complete. He walked back to the wheel of his ship and grabbed the same net he had used earlier, he threw it towards the moving object and yelled to it.
"Get up here." His voice was stern and cold, though he restrained himself form calling it an idiot. A suit of armor in the ocean? Nothing else described such a behaviour. Nodding his head side to side he saw something off in the distance. It was ... a ship? No, it was that ship from earlier. He knew its look well.
"Azaela, get out here." Talon yelled back to his quarters so she too could see what he saw. Which was trouble. He had no crew, and only six or seven cannons were armed from earlier. That would not take down a ship nor could he do it alone. This day progressively got better, and better. If it was not Spirit work, it was some cocky pirate whom dared to oppose him - and of course during his time of weakness.
If he had his crew he would blast that thing out of the water, and that captain would pay dearly for such an act. Though at this time Talon pondered what they could do just to survive. The ship would not sail for any other, that was for certain. So one thing came rushing to his head...
"Hurry and get out here. We are going to jump over board." Talon yelled loudly as he grabbed a spare blade for the girl. He would have nothing but time to teach her to fight if they had no ship. Though... he would surely come back for it.
((Clearly, jumping ship is always the option here. Haha.))
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