wrfmlogsarchive | the light still dances beneath the skin

Who: Ari, Ray, and their crew
What: The co-captains decide to check up on their ship.
When: Friday, November 20
Where: on board the Amaranth
Status: in progress

Ray stepped out of the portal into the Captains' quarters, blinking rapidly at the sudden change of light. She swayed dangerously with the ship, and leaned heavily against a chair for support. They were out at sea, she realized. Flashing Ari a grin, she stepped out onto the deck, taking a deep breath of the ocean air.

Without wasting another moment, she strode past members of the crew toward the fore, ignoring the surprised cries they gave at the women's appearance. She stared out over the waters with a bright smile, realizing just how much she missed being on the water - especially without some crazy mission in mind and a nigh-murderous passenger.

Taking another deep breath, Ray turned around and spread her arms wide, slipping back into her accent easily as she shouted to anyone who could hear, "It's good to be back!"

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"We might want to hold off for the moment." Ari murmured, making a slight face. "Although I'd love to test out that new move I was working on right now."

She made another face and took a moment to shout a few orders of her own, grinning when someone began bringing out the big guns they had stashed. "I sorta wish they were automatic, but I guess we can rock the Pirate Style Rambo." Ari added offhandedly, before grabbing one of the said guns.

She nodded, snatching up a gun for herself and making sure it was loaded and ready. "Just because they're not automatic doesn't mean they don't hurt," she said as she took a shot at the Kraken. She'd fully expected to miss completely - her aim wasn't exactly the greatest - and found herself surprised and a bit elated when it hit a flying tentacle. She pinned that one down to luck.

Of course, as with all refugees' luck, it turned sour a moment later when that same tentacle came hurtling toward her and the surrounding crew members.

Ray had enough time to yell, "Shit!" and dive out of the way, dropping the rifle in the process. She cursed again and glanced at the spot where she'd been, only to see the Kraken snag one of the men and drag him away, screaming in terror. She growled and grabbed the nearest gun she could find and opened fire.

"I'm not losing my ship or my crew to a fucking Heartless calamari! Boys, let's send this bastard back to Davy Jones!"

Ari opened fire on the Kraken, determined not to lose any of her men. "You're damn right we're sending him to Davy Jones." She shouted, tossing the empty gun aside for another. "We'll even stick a pretty bow on it."

The good thing about her magic was for the most part is was rather invisible. With a lightly casted aero, her bullets had a decently better accuracy and hit the offending tentacle faster than she was firing them. Hopefully no one was paying close attention.

However, doing such a thing needed focus and Ari never noticed the tentacle slamming into her back, sending her flying across the deck.

"Ari!" she yelled as her co-captain was tossed around like a rag doll. She stopped her attack, watching the girl anxiously and mentally arguing the pros and cons of using magic now.

As she finally reached a decision, Ray yelled, "Keep it up, boys! This thing'll be gone in no time!" Then she raced to a secluded spot, grabbed tightly onto a rope coiled around one of the banisters, and began to meditate. She needed positive emotions for this, so she focused on the ship in perfect shape and everyone being normal pirates and enjoying the life that entailed. Soon enough, light was pooling around her feet. She opened her eyes, quickly locating the nearest tentacle, and sent her magic hurtling at it like a lance.

Ari slid down the pole she hit, her head swimming from the pain. "I think I've been tentacled." She said giddily, a dazed smile crossing her face. "I've always wanted to try that once."

She clutched onto one of the boys who came to her side, frowning slightly when she realized her eyes weren't quite focusing. "....I do believe I require a potion."

She had just enough time to make a face at the comment before the Kraken let out a bellow of pain and no small amount of rage as the magic barreled into its tentacle. The ship jolted violently, nearly throwing Ray overboard. She hit the banister hard, all the air in her lungs escaping in an instant, and fell back onto the deck in a daze. She clutched weakly at the rope, hand twisted painfully from getting the full brunt of the impact. Darkness swam before her eyes as she gasped for breath.

When her senses finally began to return, Ray found herself rolling with the ship and let out a quiet groan. "Maybe... that wasn't such a good idea," she murmured.

the light still dances beneath the skin

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OTL I just fail at tags this month

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