Exalted Champloo - Episode 2 - "Like Spinning Plates"

[Aenion]

Snow frowns at the corpse of the captain, wrinkling her nose at the smell, "I am afraid we are in need of a captain," she replies to Temari before turning to the remaining crewmembers, "Who of you is next in command?"

Walking back to the others, she nudges the first barbarian she crippled with her boot, a fork piercing his knee, "Alamar, make sure he lives. He will have to answer a few questions," she looks at the destruction caused by the raiders, "It looks like we will have to show this god its proper place in the celestial order."

 

[Tokiwong]

When Dancing Snow looks around for more crew, a barrel rattles and falls over spilling more fish onto the deck. Out sprawls out the youngest crew member, a scrawny youth with dreadlocks in his blonde hair; his dark skin lathered with fish residue. He coughs stumbling to his feet, “Is it over?” he says aloud between hacks.

Amber makes her too the deck and looks at the now cooling corpse of the Blue Fish, the expired captain. She prods the corpse with her finger gently, looking quizzical at the dead man. She cocks her head crouching by the body, she turns and looks at the Circle, confused.

Sand Rat smirks, “Well at least the child has a strong stomach for violence… odd as that may be, it may help her if she has to travel with us for some time.”

 

[KaintheSeeker]

Swallow picks up one of the barbarian's blades and hefts it. "I think perhaps if I'm going to pull my weight in a fight I need to get something with a little more bite than my knives."

She turns the blade over to examine it more closely as she surveys the carnage.

OOC: Stats for the weapon? I also noticed NO offiensive charms.

 

[KentArnold]

The remaining hired guards drag themselves to the deck throwing another raider corpse into the pile. The smaller guard speaks, “Where are the others?”

He looks up from what he was doing, "We'll be pursuing them. Wyld Barbarians have them. We will exact ... justice."

His voice is cold as the northern winds as he says that.

He looks casually at the barbarian, "Bind him, bring him over here. His wounds arent serious, but I'll treat him. His knee is of no concern to me. Just his mouth."

His voice is still cold as ice, and you begin to understand some of why he wields a soulsteel weapon.

He points to one of the hired guards, "Track everyone down, any who are wounded, take them to the mess hall for basic treatment unless their injuries need direct and immediate attention."

He scowled and looked at the Circle, "Do any of you have experience with sailing? If so, congratulations, you're the new Captain. Set course to follow."

OOC: He'll focus on treating the guard, but will spend enough time to make sure that the injuries on the barbarian arent life threatening. Otherwise, once he's sure the guard will live, he'll move to take care of any others, leaving the issue of who will be captain and chasing after them to others.

 

[Tokiwong]

The only crew member left is the young man, he speaks slowly, “I c-c-can sail.”

There are no other crew, and the guards are not hurt terribly bad. The barbarian’s knee is shattered horribly, but he should live giving proper attention. Alamar is able to stabilize the female guard, she will survive for now.

The sword that Swallow picks up is a Chopping Sword.

Sand Rat grins, “Well it looks like we have a captain,” gesturing the blonde scrawny youth.

 

[KentArnold]

The only crew member left is the young man, he speaks slowly, “I c-c-can sail.”

There are no other crew, and the guards are not hurt terribly bad. The barbarian’s knee is shattered horribly, but he should live giving proper attention. Alamar is able to stabilize the female guard, she will survive for now.

Sand Rat grins, “Well it looks like we have a captain,” gesturing the blonde scrawny youth.

He didnt even respond, paying attention to his work on the female guard. Once he was confident she'd live, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Good. Tell the guards, and my friends, what to do, in order to get this ship moving and in pursuit."

His voice brooked no opposition.

He had the barbarian moved to a more stable place so he could work on tending to him. Once in the flow of working on him, he didnt shirk his duty, even though he was less than gentle with what he had to remove to make sure that the savage lived.

OOC: Shattered knee? Sounds like he'll have to amputate. Ick. Modern day, that'd still be a task to recover from. So, he'll probably end up having to amputate. Which means he'll be busy for several hours.

 

[Tokiwong]

Alamar won’t have several hours…

The young man does his best to direct the remaining guards and the Circle to get the ship sailing after the retreating barbarians. He lacks confidence, but seems competent enough to get the ship sailing under way.

 

[KentArnold]

Alamar won’t have several hours…

The young man does his best to direct the remaining guards and the Circle to get the ship sailing after the retreating barbarians. He lacks confidence, but seems competent enough to get the ship sailing under way.

He grumbled as the ship moved a bit sluggishly, commenting to himself that this wasnt going to make things easier, but he worked nonetheless, demonstrating that he's obviously done some medical work in the past under emergency conditions. His methods, while effective, are definitely not conducive to avoiding scarring. But then again, he seems more concerned with the lives of the injured than anything else.

OOC: Yeah, I knew he wouldnt have the hours. But, he's working on doing it fast, but properly. Scars and the like he could care less about creating. He's concerned mostly with keeping any of the wounded alive. The barbarian will get enough care to stay alive, but that's about it.

 

[Aenion]

"I am not sure if that is entirely healthy," Snow replies to Sand Rat as she strokes Amber's hair before nudging the girl away from the corpse, "Come along, let the man rest."

She frowned at Alamar's fervor to exact vengeance, not entirely understanding the reason for this sudden change. She was intent on stopping them, and that god of theirs but, but it looked like Alamar was speaking of a massacre, "Leave his leg, just get him conscious and not in an immediate threat of dieing on us."

She quickly went down to her cabin to fetch Ivory Rain before returning to the deck, giving Swallow a few pointers on how to hold and use the blade, her callused hands lingering on the other woman's soft hands for just a moment longer than necessary, "If you wish I will train you once we are on firm ground again, knives can be as effective as a cutlass in the right hands," she speaks nodding at the fork, she had used to disable the first barbarian.

 

[Tokiwong]

"I am not sure if that is entirely healthy," Snow replies to Sand Rat as she strokes Amber's hair before nudging the girl away from the corpse, "Come along, let the man rest."

Amber moves away from the resting captain and looks out over the sea. The young sailor does his best to follow the barbarians, leading away from the shore into the blue Southern Sea.

In the distance an island starts to come into view.