Re: Yuke's Training Adventures 01 - Speed! [Open / Serious]

[Vaetric]

Just before she managed to put in the strike, two hands grabbed onto her arm. “[color=azure]Yeeew’ve had your go… Mrrr-my turn!{/color]” He said cockily, turning quickly oe hundred and eighty degrees and throwing her toward one of the trees. “I’’m faaaster! And only holding baaack!”

Yuke was thrown against the tree, though she placed her legs in the way to cushion it. She put her feet back onto the ground, before going into the stance of the Rotating Mantis. “Speed is nothing before skill.” “What about speed AND skill?]” He replied, before charging at her once more.

[Docile]

Reaching the rock Wilkes heard Vigil mention something about getting a bounty and straight away this sent shivers down his spine. This guy wanted a bounty? Well as far as he knew the only people who wanted on were criminals. So if that was his game then he'd happily turn his guns on him too. Taking that into consideration he threw any bond he felt with this guy out the window.

Signalling for Vigil to make his move Wilkes continued up towards the doors and as he arrived banged on them with his foot hoping to get some attention.


Back in town

Arriving at the bar Wilkes & Vigil had eaten at earlier a marine officer burst through the door. Signalling for the barmaid to come to him he begun to speak quickly and in dire need.

"Excuse me madam but have you seen a bounty hunter with long blonde hair today? We've been informed he was seen exiting this establishment earlier."

"Urm, yea why?"

"Right we need to know where he is right now."

"He's at the bandit camp taking care of those bandits, which I might add you did nothing about."

Ignoring the woman's allegation the officer turned and quickly made a hasty exit.

"To the bandit camp at mt summit." he shouted as the group begun to charge towards the mountain seeking the blonde bounty hunter whose name escaped them.

[Vigil]

"And the fun begins!"

Vigil darted towards his left and pressed his body onto the wall. Then he inched his way little by little until he met the beginning of the archway, keeping his head low, he quietly crouches down and walks inches ever so slightly towards the arch. Then vigil picked up some speed and leaped for all he was worth, landing on the tower but not in it. He hung by his shoulders and grasped it rather tightly. He pulled himself up to the tower and jumped in head first and rolled back up to his feet. He stood up and brushed himself off, also placing his glasses back in the original position.

[Vaetric]

“Time to get shreeeeded to pieces!” He yelled, flexing his hands,  long claws coming out of it that each looked like daggers more than anything else.  She responded by focusing inward, calling upon her abilities to which may help her even the odds against the clawed man. Snow began to drift in the air as her hands were covered in a white substance.

“Han!” The cat-man was almost upon her, she spun around, allowing her footwork to go in a semi-circle around him, evading his strike, she used the momentum to send a kick to the left side of his head. His eyes bulged at the strike. “Kai!” She then jumps up and wraps her arms around his neck, ultimately, what comes up msut come down, and she uses it on the back of his legs, causing him to fall to his knees. “Pan!” finally, she jumps from her falling target and strikes him with both ears with a cupped hand strike. This slams a pocket of air (cold air, I might add) into the ear canal.

He ridgedly falls to the floor.

[Docile]

Hearing no sounds of anyone around and seeing Vigil on his own in the tower, Wilkes banged on the door again. But there was nothing. Pressing his ears against the door he couldn't hear anything. Taking a few steps backwards he removed his revolvers and used his Sparrow Shot: Boomerang Bird technique.

As the bullets were slammed into by the revolver's hammer they launched from the barrel's and spun out over the gate and round into one of the struts holding the barrier which held the doors shut on the other side. Splintering one of the wooden struts the barrier fell hitting the ground and the rest slid down and out of the strut.

Stepping forward and throwing his body weight behind it, Wilkes kicked open the doors with relative ease.

Stepping in through these gates he expected an attack from bandits and stepped in with his revolvers at the ready and arms outstretched ready to squeeze off a few bullets when his eyes widened, arms dropped and memory came rushing back.

From the tower Vigil stood in it was clear that the bandits were not here. The place was in tatters. The floor was stained a blood red with trails leading from the boarding house to the practice range and a blackened corpse. Burnt the previous night, the scent of burnt body caught hold of him.

Remembering the flames, he saw his wife & daughters who had been killed that night all those years ago by pirates. In his mind their screams echoing slammed into the walls of his head.

The stench of charred flesh entered through Wilkes's nostrils a smile stretched over Wilbur's face.

[Vigil]

"What in the hell is this?

Vigil turned around in the tower and saw nothing but blood and burnt up, well everything. There was a rotten burning smell all over the place. Whoever happened to be in this place was burned to shit.

"Wilkes the hell happened?"

Vigil yelled back at Wilkes and then turned around back where he came and jumped once more, landing on the arch. Instead of pinning himself against the wall to not be seen he strutted towards the open doorway with Wilkes inside.

[Vaetric]

Yuke-Lien stood over the man, frowning with thought. What should she do with the man? Perhaps she should return to the village and give him to any people who enforce the law?

She walked over to him and picked up his feet. He was quite a bit skinny, so he wasn’t all that heavy. In fact, she may have to drag him along with one hand. She pulled him over to her staff, and took it off the ground, and off she went. She didn’t make it far enough into the forest before getting attacked, so it was a short trip. Eventually she made it to the town, people peering at her as a skinny girl carried some kind of cat cos-player. “Hello! This person attacked me. Where should I deposit him?” She called out in the middle of the square, looking around. Maybe there would be someone around?

She looked back, and saw a mountainside. Hm… Maybe that’d be good to hike?

[Docile]

Standing in silence with his head dipped the scent of burning lingered and swept past, the sights all around of destruction that had been set the previous night all came rushing back to the memory of Wilbur L. Sparrow.

Hearing footsteps and the sudden sound of a mere childish' boy's voice asking Wilkes the hell happened? turning to see the kid his previous words muttered to Wilkes about gaining a bounty rang through his head.

With a smile which only grew wider he gave the boy a quick once over from head to toe.

"So you want to be a pirate?" he asked, his voice now had taken on a slightly deeper much more confident tone. "Well, I' a bounty hunter and I don't like scum sucking shit bag pirates like yourself. So I guess if I'm going to stop the world being soiled with your kind, I better put an end to this disease before it spreads. Cause you see, you pirates are like a disease and the world is a fish."

Stepping closer towards Vigil with a revolver in each hand he begun to gesture with his hands as he spoke.

"All it takes is one stupid little bastarding bandit, like these dumb fuckers who were stupid enough to try their luck against me, and then the idea of stealing & killing expands to others, they start and before you know it, the head of this fish is already riddled with some god awful disease. So how do you stop this thing from spreading? You cut off the head. So all I gotta do is cut your head off stopping your pirate career from taking off."

With all memories of his previous night secured tightly in his head along with the burning of the bandits, breaking of their fingers & gouging out of their eyes he couldn't wait to do all of this and more to this dumb, nerdy, green haired little fuck with dreams of being a disease. Standing almost mere inches from Vigil he started to use a technique of his.

Dead Man's Breath

[Vigil]

"So you want to be a pirate?" he asked, his voice now had taken on a slightly deeper much more confident tone. "Well, I' a bounty hunter and I don't like scum sucking shit bag pirates like yourse-"

Vigil had enough, he knew something was up, the way his voice changed, the way he was getting so close in without raising his guns. It was too suspicious, Vigil spun to the left of Wilkes and put up his left arm to block his left arm from turning, in case it came. He then swung his right arm into Wilkes, hopefully connecting. As soon as he spun a burst of fire came out of Wilkes mouth, it smelled too making it all the much worse. Vigil could feel the heat rising. This wasn't Wilkes though, he would have killed me when I was causing trouble, he had enough reason then, no this wasn't him.

Since he was in the middle of his smelly ass fire breath, he should only have a little bit of time to react to Vigil.

[Docile]

With the flames exiting his mouth and a beautiful stench rising into the air Wilbur could see that his foe had spun to the side in an attempt to avoid his flames.

That was when a fist smacked him in the face, slightly stumbling from the blow, Wilbur raised his right and whilst he stumbled used his Sparrow Shot: Phoenix technique. Firing out two bullets towards Vigil's torso he knew these would do some damage even if this guy was a devil fruit user who became acid.

These bullets were burning with a white hot intensity from the explosion which caused the bullet to launch out along with the increased friction from the barrel spinning the opposite direction to the bullet before it escaped the barrel.

Like a phoenix these bullets would burn then heal the wound via burns. The only difference was, the damage behind the entry point wouldn't heal, it would burn.

Smiling as he fired these bullets, Wilbur caught himself on his feet again and standing facing Vigil he could hear in the distance footprints.

Pulling back the hammers on his revolvers Wilbur waited for the next chance to attack and or defend just so he could counter.

"You know you're a cheeky little fucker attacking a socipath."

[Vigil]

Vigil watched as the hit connected and he stepped in for more, however the right hand was raised revealing another pistol. Vigil jumped to the right as the pistol was twisted into an irregular spot. Two shots rang off, with one bullet going through his left arm and the other scratching the edge of his hand. The wounds didn't heal and it just kept burning away at the acid. Fine, if he was going to do things this way, then why not use his powers? Vigil pooled in his endless limit of acid to continually regenerate in the burning area until it stopped. He didn't know how long it took but it didn't matter for the moment. Vigil turned his right and left arm into full acid and cocked back with both. His right arm swung first due to not being hit, and swung towards Wilkes torso while the left arm drooped a bit and swung a little lower, towards the legs. If they missed, the arms would collide and send acid in all directions.

[Docile]

Leaping back to allow both attacks to miss Wilbur knew he had 10 bullets left and unleashed his next attack towards Vigil.

Sparrow Shot: Vulture

As the bullets escaped his revolvers he quickly reloaded and the bullets left in two rows five bullets in each row. All of the bullets spinning rapidly with incredible heat due to the friction built up from the bullets beside and the scraping they left from the escape of the barrel.

As each of the ten bullets shot towards Vigil, Wilbur grinned. He could still hear the footsteps closing in and watched waiting for his bullets to hit their intended target.

However due to his willingness to end his career of piracy here, Wilbur decided to once again use the same technique from earlier to further enhance the pain that Vigil would experience.

Dead Man's Breath

[Vigil]

As the arms collided, acid was sent everywhere. Vigil hadn't pulled his arms back in though, he simply left them there to build a wall of acid. Surely Wilkes was setting up a plan to fire of more bullets. He saw him leap back and then unleash a volley of bullets. Vigil dropped straight to his back like a wrag doll falling down. He went limp and watched as the bullets trajectory went crashing into each other sending them spiraling into the wall of acid. Some were held in the acid but the ones that had automatically spun went through while the other ones just burned away into the acid. Bullets flew past his face and some even landed near him. Again, the same technique as before came out of Wilkes mouth, fire. It pretty much finished the wall sitting there. Vigil generated more and more acid onto the ground. He got up and didn't stop generating the acid. It kept flowing out the bottom of his feet. Vigil then clapped his hands together and generated a mobilized wall of acid. He continued and continued to grow acid to make it thicker. He then ran in a zig-zag just to confuse Wilkes, even if it did for just a little. He shouldn't be able to predict it.

[Docile]

Thankfully Vigil hadn't been the target for his bullets and as a few were caught up in the acid a few managed to escape and hit his true target. Behind Vigil had been barrels of explosives pillaged from the town by the bandits. With the sudden heat igniting the explosives debris off all kinds was sent shooting towards Vigil from behind.

This debris was made up of metal bars, to wooden planks and everything in between, all of it though heated from the explosion. As for Wilbur who managed to see these pieces coming he watched as the young prick zig zagged attempting to confuse him but failing miserably.

Watching him move Wilbur watched as he continued attempting to generate more and more acid. Unfortunately for him acid evaporates when heat comes into play and all around the two of them flames were beginning to form thanks to the explosion only moments ago, it had set off fires which now, were spreading quickly.

Stuck in the dead centre of the burning inferno that was a bandit camp, the heat was only increasing and Wilbur's vile nature was loving it.

Using both of his revolvers which had a new set of bullets, Wilbur used his Double Lead Star technique. As he fired all 12 bullets and all the bullets launched of in different directions away from Vigil he smirked.

He knew the trajectory of the bullets, but Vigil didn't and there was no way of him knowing either Which only helped him in his attack. Each of the 12 bullets would curve and due to the improvement on the rate of fire, Wilkes had on both of his revolvers the bullets weren't visible.

Ripping into the flames and curving back through the flames again this only heated them up to an even higher temperature.

These bullets would cut through bone like a hot knife through butter. With 6 heading towards Vigil on the left & 6 on the right all coming from different angles he was in for a shock.

Quickly reloading his revolvers once more he felt a sting of pain as a bullet passed behind him catching his neck. Turning his head he caught sight just beyond the flames of Marines.

An entire army who now stood in a large group glaring at the two of them just beyond the fire. With 12 of them taking aim on both Vigil & Wilbur and their commanding officer giving the orders, they were in trouble. But Wilbur was a sociopath so he had the upper hand being an expert killer who uses skills instead of horridly stupid reliance on mystical powers like the child before him.

[Vigil]

Vigil continued to Zig Zag towards Wilkes until an explosion behind him erupted. Vigil was sent flying and a good amount of his acid vanished into toxic fumes. Debris was sent everywhere, Vigil knew that this would happen so before he even got up he generated acid on his body to slow down the debris enough for him to push himself off of it. Vigil got up pushed off the debris that now burned away at his acid and saw Wilkes was ready for another round. Vigil assumed he only had a while before the acid he would generate evaporated so he did what he could. He generated mounds on top of mounds of acid on top of himself as fast as he possibly could. He didn't stop even when Wilkes fired off 12 shots, although he couldn't see where they'd come from, he knew it would be directed towards him. Vigil continued generating more acid when rounds from all over punctured they entered and started to slow as more and more acid was made to dissolve these burning pieces of metal. At his current state it would take a while to dissolve them fully, however he only needed it to dissolve it enough to make it smaller and slower. Vigil got up and clapped for Wilkes all the while still generating more acid for the heat to evaporate.

"Ah, Wilkes, you poor stupid man. You're too stupid to realize I'd know you'd use my weakness against me. The bad side to that is, the acid just doesn't evaporate into nothing! It turns into toxic fumes! Hahaha! You've been breathing in every evaporated acid I've made so far, the more acid I make, the more that evaporates, the more you and the people in this town will breathe in. Soon you'll all be knocked out, and then die. It doesn't just go away Wilkes. Too bad you didn't realize this into you sent the whole damn place into a burning Hell."

Vigil noticed as a shot rang out, only it wasn't from Wilkes. There was a full army of marines outside the ring of fire. Marines, the dogs of the World Government. They were going to die here as well. All too fitting. A burst of hysterical laughter erupted from Vigil's mouth. He generated more and more acid to be evaporated into a deadly toxic fume that burned the insides of your lungs, it was still acid, just in a gaseous form.

[Vaetric]

Yuke looked around. Were there no authorities in this island? No wonder this man had managed to attack her so openly. Sighing, she placed him down and started making snow constraints upon him, mostly just a semicircle of snow as tough as brick, since she tried breaking her snow against one to see. She constrained his torso, he should be able to free himself; though it would take quite a while. She didn’t want him to starve to death if the townsfolk didn’t help him.

She turned around, before tilting her head. Was that… Smoke, in the mountains? She looked to her let, there was the path that lead to the forest, she looked to the right, there was the path that led to the mountains. Well, if there’s a fire, then hopefully her powers may come in useful? She doesn’t like to use them for combat unless it’s the mittens, but she has no qualms with saving people with it. Anyway, jogging there should also help her training as well!

She began to jog toward the mountains, passing the confused townspeople as they wondered where the restraints for the cat-man came from.

[Docile]

Hearing Vigil mention something about toxic fumes just made Wilbur laugh.

"Lucky me" he replied before he simply stepped back a few steps to take cover behind on of the large struts of the guard tower. Now out of sight of the Marines their fire power focused entirely on Vigil.

Wilbur had realized this kid's weakness and that was a bad thing. As the fumes made Wilbur a little woozy he holstered his weaponry and turned.

Sprinting towards the cook house which had taken some damage onto the walls the previous night when he'd broken three bandit faces against it and slightly cracked the wall. Once inside he headed for the kitchen.

Feeling his lungs burning Wilbur ignored the pain. He hadn't gotten where he was today by giving into pain. Thrashing around in the kitchen he finally found it. Three large steel containers.

As flames begun to burn through the roof of the kitchen Wilbur quickly grabbed hold of one container and rolled it out through the door and did the same with the second and third.

Rushing out to stand them up, he was now safely on the other side of the compound a safe distance from Vigil and out of the sight of Marines thanks to the flames and a few still standing buildings.

Grabbing hold of one of the containers he darted towards Vigil holding his breath and cast himself into the air thanks to pieces of falling debris, opening himself up to being attacked by marines Wilbur didn't much care. Propelling himself up and over Vigil he removed a revolver from his holster whilst directly above Vigil squeezed off 6 shots into the container.

From the container water exploded out in all directions all crashing down towards Vigil. Landing behind Vigil with the remains of an empty container he reloaded his revolver and cast the remains towards Vigil from behind. With his revolvers ready & reloaded he used Sparrow Shot: Talon Tug

Two bullets shot past Vigil towards the struts of the water tower which stood above the kitchen and with the flames weakening the structure along with the enhanced force of the bullets ripped its struts apart causing the tower to begin toppling.

As for the last 8 bullets left in the revolvers, he made sure these attacks would land upon the foe. Taking a few seconds to aim, he squeezed the trigger and fire 8 bullets towards Vigil's torso, with the water from the container bursting above him and water washing down along with the gallons of water that would crash down and fill the compound as well as extinguish the flames, there was no way either of them would avoid the water.

Surrounding them were flames, just beyond the flames were Marines and hurtling down towards them at tremendous speed was gallons of water ready to wash anyone & everything away. Wilbur knew that water would wash everything away and this didn't worry him one bit, he'd tangled with water before and always come out on top somehow.

[Vigil]

Vigil watched as Wilkes ran off to who knows where. Vigil took the chance to produce more acid to make sure Wilkes didn't continue firing off rounds at him like it was his job, well it kind of was. As more and more piled on Vigil more and more toxic fumes were made as well. Soon Wilkes came back with containers and jumped into the air off of debris. He shot the containers producing gushing water headed for him. Keeping an eye on Wilkes and choosing to ignore the water for now, Vigil faced Wilkes as he landed behind him. Soon they were going to be drenched, so why not at east try to disarm Wilkes. With all the acid he produced so far, it should be enough.

Vigil shot his hands out in his acid form as Wilkes raised his hand. He heard shots ring out but didn't feel them connect. They entered his drastically extended arms, due to Vigil sending them out quickly to disarm Wilkes. They burned away at the acid but Vigil didn't care, he kept producing it until a wave of water crashed on top of him. He didn't know if he disarmed Wilkes or not but now his acid would be useless until he dried up. On top of that the fire was gone. When the water finally stopped, Vigil was lying face up, but couldn't get up, he was too weak too, he had to fight to keep from drowning and on top of that he was a Devil Fruit user, water greatly weakened him. He coughed up some water and layed there, moving his eyes towards the group to his left, he noticed, were all marines. Anger was plastered on his face but he couldn't move, he was too tired to.

[Vaetric]

She jogged toward the bandit camp, eventually arriving. She walked across the clearing to find… A bunch of men with guns? Ah! She determined from the white uniforms that they were marines! These must be the people who would arrest the person she left back in the town soon. She also noticed another thing. A large wave of water. Even with her abilities, that would be annoying, since it would nullify her devil fruit powers, even if she did turn into snow it’d probably weaken her drastically. She remembered the first time she became drenched, she could barely stand after it. She looked around quickly, finding a boulder. She sped toward it, climbing. The water gushed below her, she only managed to get her ankles wet, as well as her slippers; which wasn’t pleasant. However, she avoided the draining of her abilities.

It was quite a lot of water, and she wondered if the marines had even been washed away with it, she saw a knocked over, but she didn’t look around for more because it seemed that another was fighting them. Why would he attack them? Hmm… When cold, water becomes snow. Wait… No, that’s ice. The imbetween would be snow, so could she…? “Stop!” She called out to the person attacking the marines, letting go of the rock and placing her hand into the water, turning her hand into snow as it crept up toward him. She would attempt to turn the water around him into slush, and from that build it up to create four columns around him in a square; as strong as brick. She would attempt to make them pretty close to him, the whole point trying to stop him from fighting.

[Docile]

Opening his eyes after the water had gushed down so heavily towards himself and Vigil, Wilkes could feel his head throbbing and back aching. He'd been swept off of his feet in a matter of moments. There was no way he'd been able to face off against the water and it had slammed him into the wooden wall behind him. Smacking his head and feeling a pain his wrist he found himself face down on the floor with a single revolver.

Groaning as he tried to pick himself up he felt a surge of pain shoot through his left wrist. Looking around himself he could see burnt ruins and Vigil on the floor drenched.

"shit!"

Feeling his wrist he could see that it wasn't in good working order. Stumbling towards his other revolver in pain he reached for it and slotted it back into his holster along with the other.

Closing in on the two of them were marine forces who had been coated in a slush thanks to Yuke. Closing in around Vigil on the floor each of them pointed rifles at his wet face knowing full well that even if he was a logia his elemental transformation wouldn't be all that great in this drenched state.

Removing a pair of sea stone handcuffs they attempted to arrest him all the while keeping their rifles firmly trained on him.

Whilst Wilkes cast a passing glance towards Vigil and the marines he attempted to put together the time that had passed, but it just didn't come. He could smell that his own guns had been fired, but couldn't piece it together. Although considering this wasn't the first time this had happened he decided he'd have to speak to Vigil some time to find out what had happened during this blackout. Previous times he'd blacked out, he'd been said to have done some awful things which he'd refused to believe being blatant lies.

Hearing a bullet being placed into the chamber by a quick sly movement Wilkes raised his head to see a rifle aiming at his face and smiled.

"You arresting me officer?"

"No"

"Alright, alright, what're the charges?"

Raising an eyebrow out of confusion the Marine slowly begun to dip his rifle. Wilkes realized what had actually been said and continued.

"Wait, your not arresting me?"

"Urm no, we wanted to find you to give you, your money. You forgot it last night."

"If you just came to give me my money, how you brought a small army?"

"Oh that? Well last night you seemed quite the angry type of person so we wanted to just cover ourselves and make sure we weren't attacked. You frightened Lieutenant Sheeves last night."

"I did?"

"Yea, he's currently in therapy after what you told him."

Unable to remember anything Wilkes looked away and that was when the officer removed a wad of money from his pocket and handed it over to Wilkes.

"Here you are Sir, 63,520 Beli for your services, we're very thankful for your help and hope to see you again soon. You seem different to last night."

Unable to remember last night Wilkes took the money happily and slowly placed it into his pocket trying to remember what happened. Looking towards Vigil he wandered if he should speak on his behalf, however remembering what he said earlier about wanting to be a pirate he figured it was best he see what came to pirates and let him deal with the consequences of his actions. Its how he'd learnt when he was little and he'd become a better person. Perhaps Vigil would do too.

[Vigil]

Vigil layed there as the handcuffs were put in him. He didn't even resist them. He couldn't, his energy was being drained. He was beyond being infuriated, he used his remaining strength to pick himself up and sat down with his legs stretched out.

"When I get out of this, I'm going to kill all of you..."

Vigil muttered this I between heavy breathes.

[Vaetric]

"Ah! Well, it appears everything has been taken care of." Yuke said to herself, she wasn't quite strong enough to turn the water into snow, in fact... It did kind of, but she remembered that it was some further kind of mix. Watery and so forth. She walked over to the nearest marine. "Hello! Someone attacked me near the clearing to the forest, he was dressed up like a cat? I've left him in the middle of the town square." She said, nodding.

Well, it appears that the situation has been taken care of without her help, so she guessed she should jog back to town! She did feel a little tired, but training was more important! Maybe she could instead climb the mountain?

[Docile]

Heading towards the harbour after collecting money for what he'd done in a blackout, Wilkes looked back on the bandit camp that lain in ruins after, whatever had just happened here. He would continue to question it more and more, but never find out and he knew that for a fact. It was a real shame but not something he could do anything about. Feeling how badly his wrist hurt along with the constant throbbing in his head and back he stopped off in the town and bought a small piece of fabric which he could use as a bandage. This wasn't his first fracture and it wouldn't be his last. Tying the fabric around tightly he felt pain but did his best to ignore it.

His bones just needed a good knitting together. As for his back & head, there was no serious damage done, so he would be just fine, not great, but well enough. He'd been worse and in much stickier binds before and always come through so today shouldn't be any different. Reaching the harbour he climbed aboard a merchant ship with good intentions of hitching a ride from this island to the next.

Spotting a young man at the helm they exchanged a few quick words and finished with "Deal" the deal being that he would protect the ship during the journey for a free lift to the next island. Protection was just as good as money, especially in these parts where the world seems to create some pretty deadly pirates.

Standing on the edge of the ship leaning over the railings he whipped out the bounty posters of the bandits and tossed them over the edge one by one as the ship departed and a small gust of wind carried them off from his grasp to wherever, he didn't really care, his business was over, even if his mind was drawing blanks.

[EXIT THREAD]

[Vigil]

Vigil was stood up on his feet and forced to shuffle back to port. He walked all the way until he noticed his ship. The marines noticed him looking and decided bringing it with them was the best idea. They were going to use it for parts once they got to head quarters. Worst idea ever, if Vigil was getting out from the marine's grasp, he was using that boat. Vigil turned and kept walking all the while seething in frustration. They pushed him into a cell full of two other pirates and some wood lying about. Vigil sat down in the middle of the room and didn't speak a word. He felt the ship moving, and off they were.

[Exit Thread]

[Vaetric]

Yuke looked around, and sighed. Seems that she missed something. She turned around, and started jogging back down the mountain. She'll train up her speed here for a couple of hours, then buy food and water, then make it back to the sea upon her raft.

She made her way back toward the forest.

{END OF THREAD}

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