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Originally posted by messymattel
The loud boom from the explosives is enough to cause Mole Knight to stop right in his tracks. He stiffens up from fear by a moment. It would take him some more moments before he finally figures out what the explosion must have been. That’s when his anger re-kindles and burns even stronger.
Now at full force he digs towards the pirates and once he reaches them he shoot out from the ground. Scattering rocks and rubble at high speed all around him, hoping they will hit as many of the crew members a spossible.
The captain stood still as rocks flew around. He looked at his progress, no minerals, how disappointing.
‘’Men, find an entrance, Baker handle the knight’’ a young bird translated the captain’s silence. From the crowd of pirates came a big man, in cook’s apron. This must be who they called Baker. The bear of a man crackled his knuckles.
‘’I’ll be making knuckle sandwiches for our guest, my captain.’’ Baker mumbled.
Whatever they had in plan, he could not really tell, but as he saw several crew members descending to the ground he became uneasy.
Sure he could not tell yet exactly what they were doing, yet, but whatever they were here for could not be good.
He snarled under his breath before diving down into the underground, digging his way towards the group of sky pirates.
The captain grabbed something from his bag, two sticks of something explosive. He wasn’t going to dig himself, lack of an arm has it’s downsides. He plated the sticks between two boulders, to destroy and discover rare metals.
He lit them and stepped back. His stance was uncaring, lacking any sympathy to this dead land.
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That clouds would roll by and darken the sky was nothing new, but something about the shadow suddenly appearing over the ground wasn’t right. Not to mention the sound of it.
For a second Mole Knight thought it was Propeller Knight flying by, but as he raised his helm to look to the sky he could not recognise the ship.
“W-what the heck..?”
A black flag raised on the ship’s top, and a crew of random robbers, assassins and murderers approached the domain of the Mole Knight. The captain of the ship has a simple plan, dig and sell stuff he finds.
The captain ordered his ship to stop and lower his main crew to dig for treasures or artifacts. What a better place than this?
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[Jackdaw what the heck. (I’m laughing at all of these omg)]
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"Your mother was a hamster and your father smells of elderberries!"
The captain swooped to the knight, dark look in his eyes...
And he sprayed silly spray on the knight’s visor.
((poor ennis. x )) @mindinmypsandqs
don’t bother him, he is making a scarf.
“If a Defender twerks and no one’s around to see it, does it really happen?”
A small letter comes. ‘’You don’t know how to twerk. -Love, Jackdaw’’
show teeth, jackie
The aimless groping was proving to be for nothing and now it seemed like he wouldn’t be getting up on his own anytime soon. A dark, thick liquid began to slowly drip down his face from the hand he was using to cover his eyes with as he tried pulling away from the captain to no avail. He gave a small, broken smile as he mumbled quietly to himself. “Not my best moment admittedly..”
Jackdaw dropped the vial to the man’s chest. With a hoarse voice he spoke:
‘’ Try to run and I will devour your tongue tonight...’’ he let the poor man go. The tiny bird girl looked to the man. She smiled to him and pet the man’s head. ‘’Captain likes you~ he spoke to you and it is rare.’’
The captain was angry, so he was blowing black smoke more from his mask.
💬 pigeon, jackdaw and any oc of your choise
“Hm, that Pigeon kid aint any threat I dont think. Though, I reckon’ he could be a might’ bit useful when the time comes. I’ll keep an eye on him… He got quite a mouth on him too that I’d like to put in place.”
“I hear that Atmosphere Knight is a real tough one to face off with. Then again if you’re a something foot long lizard that can fly and control the weather, then you gotta have somethin’ to brag about else I’d be worried. Maybe oughtta buy him a drink some time…”
“As for THAT no good, Yellow bellied, son of a jackal, impure, devil spawned,-” the insults continue on as a string for a good five minutes, and do not go anywhere as Isaac rants and raves angrily, breathing heavy smoke from his pipe until he’s nothing but a foul mouthed smoke cloud.
‘’You enjoy this face, Isaac dear.’’ the captain taunts the poor ex-wing commander
He was looking around trying to find where Cleo’s voice was coming from as it seemed he couldn’t see her at first when Jackdaw caught him off guard. Ennis gripped at the captians wrist while he struggled to keep himself on his feet, though his height as well as the fact that hit coat was probably a size or two too big for him put him at a bit of a disadvantage. A thought clicked, and since still flying on whatever whim pops up, he let go of the captians wrist and practically fell out of his coat and hat onto his back with the sash of oddly colored vials soon dropping off the loose fabric after him. The tinted glasses he had didn’t seem to stay on his face during that, and he just seemed kind of dumbfounded that had actually worked before the pain of the sudden sight got to him. He covered his eyes with his hand and sat up while feeling around for the glasses that were still caught in his coat. “It’s ah, E-ennis, I think.” Even if his response was a bit delayed, he still managed to respond to Cleo oddly enough.
The captain looked as the man struggled to find his glasses. An odd bottle rolled to captain’s feet and curiosity caught Jackdaw’s interest. He picked it up, studying it. What was this man hiding?
Jackdaw opened the bottle to figure out what it was. A foul smell made him back up and close the vial. Jackdaw stepped on the man’s coat to make sure he went nowhere.
So much for a relaxing evening on deck. A heavy sigh escaped the ladies lips.
“Che palle!” She’d almost roar in exasperation, a look in her icy eyes indicating she was almost ready to murder someone for the disturbance. She had no Idea who she was expecting to find responsible, but regardless they weren’t going to come out of it easy, placing her hand on the handle of her rapier and checking her pistol was in place, striding out of her office and down the hallway, barking orders to find the intruder and to raise the security. Even in the off chance of it being some mere blunder that had set off the alarm, she couldn’t risk it.
Atop deck, guards had already begun to yell and muster at the sight of the pirates as they jumped out of hiding, but the deck almost grew eerily silent. There was no sailor in the air nor sea that hadn’t heard of the exploits of the Morning Dawn pirates, and some of the wiser soldiers began to look uneasy, standing their ground none the less, swords and guns ready to attack.
Meanwhile, two officers made their way down the hall towards Sphinx, noticing the unfamiliar face of the guard, and drawing their weapons to apprehend the cat, ready to give chase if needed.
The wing commander wasn’t the best pleased to say the least, the doors to the deck bursting open. Avianna would march out, nostrils flared, and blue eyes glowering under the shadow of her cap peak, sword draw quick as a whip.
“You have one chance to surrender and that’s all I-”
Aviannas eyes met with Jackdaw and his crew.
“That….Figlio di puttana.” She’d mouth dangerously. Jackdaw or not, she was not one to be trifled with tonight.
The captain huffed an amused smoke. ‘’ Boa noite, senhorita.’’ His voice still eerie and emotionally unhuman. His boots tapping on the floor, watching her. He was excited. ‘’...My dear, what if we talked about this mess? I had no idea you were here. I would have brought Cleo with me.’’
The captain took a step back and suddenly, he was behind Avianna. He took her hand and spun her, like he was dancing with her. ‘’No one will get hurt...Just...Let’s talk. ‘’ He came closer to the Wing Commander, leaning to her dangerously.