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Post by EloHim on Aug 30, 2020 19:23:21 GMT -8
[Elorit]
"Others?...Ah, the rest of the group...they are still on the boat. Alive... just picking up the pieces of themselves."- he answered as he walked with her. The ship was safe, the last he saw it. So was the group. If they managed to get themselves killed in his absence...well, that would be their fault, right? He did his best...despite their meager attempts at sabotaging each other.
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Post by rosallora on Sept 2, 2020 14:54:25 GMT -8
[Captain Sal Faerth]
"Let's make haste, then."
And haste she does. Through the winding corridors and quickly to the smell of the salt air. The traversing down was its own kind of worry, but no, she takes to it with a quickness. And behind her, trailing in the night, was her own paranoia, the worry that seeped into her bones. They knew about the captain. What the Ursa was, what it once did, what they did. What she did.
Would judgement be passed? No, surely not. These were mercenaries.
She steps across the gangplank that had been laid and jogs across the blood and viscera covered deck. It was already beginning to stink with the smell of fish. "Where?" She looked back to Elohim, her mouth pressed into a thin line.
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Post by The Carrying Blade on Sept 3, 2020 20:36:37 GMT -8
The Captain would be able to hear the sound of crying echoing through the ship with its origin point coming directly from the captain's quarters. Ellie was on the floor simply bawling her eyes out due to the recent incident with seeing through the entirety of all the atrocities the ghost captain had both done and seen. Ever since being forced out of her beast form, she was incredibly fearful of everything that would startle her or approach her without letting her adjust beforehand. Sacha was only able to comfort her now due to even getting bit, stayed calm, and continued to try and support Ellie despite their previous standing of hatred. If the captain decided to get near she would have to be careful, friend or foe Ellie had seen some terrible things and she was something in them which meant she would be in the most danger of the abominations broken psyche. The woman would need rest or either some sort of stress relief to get rid of her situation but neither seemed to be close at hand.
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Post by brazilianguy on Sept 8, 2020 18:23:23 GMT -8
/ Sascha Holzmann and Milo / Since Sascha was able to find a way through Ellie's defensive reactions, there she stayed on the ground with Ellie and Milo in her arms, shushing as gently as she could, trying to appease the unstoppable cry out of the fearful woman. Considering herself a powerful woman, with a lot of face, Sascha was constantly clearing Ellie's tears away and putting her hair aside from the face, trying to make her look less fragile and messed up overall. When finally Sal and Elorit arrive, her reaction is to hide a little bit of Ellie's face between her chest and Milo's body, in this same idea of preserving the perception of others of her fragility in that moment.
"...", Sascha had so many things to say, to ask, but somehow nothing went out of her mouth. This night had big implications in her and in the reason she went to this damned region, in the first place. Much was needed to be discussed and if necessary, even forceful interrogatory on a lone Sal, crossed her mind. But at least at that moment, not a single word started a dialogue, not even a head movement, but only her sharp look locked on Sal's eyes.
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Post by EloHim on Sept 11, 2020 15:51:01 GMT -8
[Elorit] "Fishmen - there, the rest of the group - in your quarters. The former captain...well, i did say we had to repeat the execution? We threw him overboard. He went down pretty quickly, the deep did the rest."- if she was expecting them to show proof of the ghost's presence... the "receiving of rewards" situation could become...problematic. "Though i would suggest trying to find and retrieve his actual body, just to be sure his connection with this world is properly severed. When we managed to cut open up his lungs...they were filled with water. An unnerving sight, that one." He tried to explain to the best of his ability, whilst forcing his hand to stop shaking. Whilst he was removed from the body when it came to emotional baggage, the body and brain still tried to make sence of what happened, on a subconscious level, perhaps... Which was an inconvenience that he would have to bear with for now.
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Post by rosallora on Sept 12, 2020 6:29:24 GMT -8
[Captain Sal Faerth]
"I'll... yes, I suppose that's. Right." Her mouth twitches with discomfort, and at seeing the women there on the gorund, one crying and terrible and the other soothing, stoic, she freezes again. The planks of the Ursa's deck were covered with seawater - seawater and blood.
"I'll gather up your reward," she says. "In the meantime, I... suppose it'd be best if you got them off the ship. The deed's done - I believe it. This isn't the kind of scene that you can. Fabricate." It is, with enough time and emotional effort, but she doesn't think that the ragtag group of mercenaries was nearly that cunning.
The Captain disappears quickly belowdecks, seeking out the payment that she had promised them that was being stored below.
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Post by brazilianguy on Sept 27, 2020 19:49:27 GMT -8
/ Sascha Holzmann and Milo /BGM: Purging by Contract [Main Mission Theme Song]Since the Captain entered the room, until she left, the surgical analytic eyes of Sascha kept locked on her, in her every move, hands, lips, eyes. She saw everything, the fear of Sal, the uncertainty of what mysteries more this group unfolded. Time and space looked like to behave a little bit different, because at the same time, Sascha was deft to the dialogue between her and Elorit. The only noises that was going through her ear right now was her own subtle shushing, the childish and heavy crying of Ellie, reminding her of her own crying as a little girl, in the arms of her father, after her first drowning. Was Sascha fully connected with her senses, or her mind was on the verge of losing grasp from reality? Right after Faerth leaves, Sascha stroke Ellie's hair for one last time, and between her eyes going from Milo to the fragile woman, was enough of a command for Milo to stay on guard. Decided, she stands and go straight like an arrow, but silent like a predator, checking the ammunition in her pistol and following the directions of Sal. / Sascha Holzmann /Sascha was in a flow, her mind was giving her the memory of every corner of that ship she spent the night investigating. Only the eventual torchlight in the inside of the ship would reveal her shadow walking in the corridors, from time to time, quietly moving forward. She finally arrives where she can see the Captain bent into crates, getting their rewards. Sascha body get partially revealed from the shadows, her arms going straight, pointing the pistol towards Sal and pushing the hammer back, its noise more than enough to alert the cunning pirate to her presence and, in that spot, was like another ghost ready to haunt the Captain's life. "Did you docked Ursa in Port Lubeck, Germany, any day between 15th to 19th of August of the last year?", she inquired, with an emotionless tone. Sascha sharp eyes was looking for an answer, in words, in gestures, in eyes or even in silence. Her contract brought her here, to this hell hole, and getting near to a close out. She would not flinch. She now wait for an answer, thinking on scenarios of a less cooperative Sal, being already prepared to pull the trigger from the distance that she calculated be inhuman for the Captain to lounge at her.
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