Furry Bay Pirate RP

[Entaru]

((Where'd this guy come from?))

Entaru followed the cat out.  He had enough of the bar anyways and figured, 'what the heck, I need something to do'.  He looked at Kitt curiously. "Hey, how'd ya end up being Black's recruiter?  Shount he be the one looking for the crew?"

[KittKat chunky~]

((Kotor, although being a pirate means you dont normally abide by rules... here is one you must follow regardless of piratin' or not... join up here - http://www.thefurryforum.com/forums/index.php?topic=11956.15 in the OOC thread and await my judgement, or forever ye' soul be damned to davy jones locker.... just remember to sign up before entering a serious RP and follow the rules  ))




Kitt carried on walking, answering Entaru as he went... "I do mos everythin' aboard the Black Fang.... Cap'n Black may be the cap'n, but that sure as hell dont mean he does anything...." He sighed, sidestepping a particularly drunken fox... "Look... Black's a good guy, kinda... he raised me up from a  kid, i just run all the errands...."

Finally he reached the ship, stepping up onto the gangplank someone he had seen earlier at the bar thrusted somthing into his hands.... Weighing the loot he handed it back, frowning... "Ye Keep your share o' the loot... i by my reckonings thats your share o' your loot..." With that he jumped aboard the schooner, tail flicking and then dissapearing over the side....

[Kotor]

A large Bull stood up and bellowed out loudly, in the general direction of the large black schooner he'd been told to head for, a wide grin on his face as he did so.

"I been hearing ye be lookin' fer meat fer ya grinda!" said Barry so casually, yet loudly, it gives the appearance that everyone else is wrong for talking quieter, before waiting and hoping to get the attention of someone on board, whilst he moves his bulging arms out of his cloak, as they're his main assets, and the reason he gets paid.

"I've been lookin' fer a job, an' its been so long I've started ta lose my sea legs." he continues, a bit quieter, not wanting to be known for all eternity as the loud one, like he was on his last crew, but it seems inevitable that he'll get a reputation regardless.

[Asia Kali Yusufzai]

Dixon Yote headed to the bar, calling an old crow behind it, over to him. He handed over a bag of coins.
"Here's the last of the rent. I'll be headin' over to that schooner." The crow's eyes widened, beak parting.
"You what? How can you be leavin'? Pearl'll not be happy to hear this, not happy at all." Dixon turned to head out the door.
"She already knows. I told her upstairs," he said, and headed out to the dock. The crow looked around, distressed. She grabbed a younger crow, her daughter.
"Hold down the bar," she said, and headed upstairs.

Dixon found the schooner, like a shadow on the sea and headed up its gangplank with his bag and his guitar.

[Righteousbro]

Terry walked down to the schooner he saw the young feline go in hoping to reach up with him and get aboard. If he could he'd be with a hopefully good crew, and that fox really seemed like he would kill the captain, so he didn't think he'd have to worry about much. He walked up to the gangplank and asked out "HEy, anyone 'ere? Heard you may be needin' a new set o' hands 'round here!"

[KittKat chunky~]

Kitt walked into the captain's cabin, at the back of the ship... it was small and smelled distinctly of old rum, in the middle of the room slept Captain Black. Sighing, Kitt walked over to the desk, to see an old map half-covered by the captain's scarred hands....

With a quick check to see he really was asleep, Kitt carefully slid the map into better sight and looked over it quickly... It showed an island, one he had never seen before, and the surrounding area of sea... on it was a set of instructions, as well as several scribbled notes that looked to have been written by the captain... "You always where one to keep yer' secrets weren't you?"



Suddenly a loud shout, accompanied by the tramping of footsteps across the gangplank stirred the captain.... it seemed a number of people had taken an interest in crewing the Black Fang... despite her captains bad reputation... A grunting and loud snore made Kitt jump as Captain Black opened one eye and grumbled "Whas' all the Racket?.. Kitt, get outta' my cabin and find me a crew!" Kitt frowned, looking from the captain, to the map he had now put back into an inner pocket of his jacket and nodded...
"Jus' workin' on it now cap'n.... hopefully at least some of 'em now how to sail a ship..."

With that he stepped out of the cabin to see just who had taken the offer.... what he saw was not particularly brilliant.... Some looked sea-worthy, others not-so much... He muttered under his breath as he stepped up to meet them "Coulda been worse..."

[Asia Kali Yusufzai]

Dixon strolled over to Kitt.
"So who's in charge around here. I'm here to help out. I'm a seasoned sailor," He said, then nodded to his guitar, "And I can play even better."

[Entaru]

Entaru hopped off the gangplank and onto the deck.  He looked at the ship around him with a frown. Hoo, boy...I think I'm in over ma head.  Ima good repairman but this thing needs a mortician.  Definently got ma work cut out fer me.  Entaru looked around at the motley crew that was boarding the ship.  "Yeesh...how many of these fellas are there?"

[KittKat chunky~]

Kitt smiled for once, looking from Dixon to his guitar, there was a stroke of luck... "Well welcome aboard, always good t' have a musician.... Now i know she dont look up to much, but this here schooner is one of the fastest on the seas, she just needs a little lovin' and gently care is all..."
He patted the dark-oak mast and quickly hid the fact that a large strip of wood had fallen straight off.... Behind him a smash and loud shout announced that Captain Black had finished the last of the rum.... Wincing, Kitt tried to ignore it and looked across the rest of the crew... they'd got a fair number of them, slightly more than you needed to sail a schooner but she had more than enough hold space to carry 'em all... besides, having spares was good when it came to training new crew... never could tell when one might just slip overboard and blow himself to kingdom come with some gunpowder....

"Alright, look.... youre all welcome aboard the ship, if you aint an experienced sailor, then your jus' gonna have to become one pretty quickly... i  sugest you all..." He was cut off suddenly as Captain Black strode out from his cabin, and fired a thunderous blast from his flintlock into the air... several metres away an unlucky seagull plunged into the water with a splash... "Ever' one o' you... Shuttit n' stan' to attention fer yer cap'n!" He growled under his breath, still holding the smoking pistol as he stared at the motly group through his one good eye, before turning his gaze on Kitt... he did not seem best pleased...

[Entaru]

Entaru felt himself snap to attention as the flintlock went off.  He wasn't drunk enough not to know when to shut his trap so he remained silent as his eyes scanned the Captain.  Holy crow!  I didn't think anything could be more broken down than the ship...but obviously I'm wrong.

[x]

Luna felt very strongly that she did not belong among the ranks of this rough and tumble crew, no matter how much she needed passage on a ship, especially a crew with a Capitan who enjoyed firing his flintlock at random intervals...and she also felt very strongly that she may get in trouble if she kept hiding behind this row of keg barrels...a few moments earlier, she'd snuck out to the docks instead of waltzing out proudly like the others had, and then she'd dove behind some musty-smelling barrels for cover...what other choice did she have being as nervous as she was? The horse nickered lowly, almost silently, and crouched closer to the ground, watching what was going on with this 'Capitan Black' and his new 'recruits,' her nose filled with an astringent salty smell that she'd grown to love. Off to the side, she could hear the ocean tumble and rumble. For now, it was best she stay hidden. Watching in the shadows.

[Moongaze]

It was the thunderous bang of Captain Black's flintlock that snapped Jacob out of his inspection of the vessel.  He never did look up to any authority figures.  But considering this inebriated mess of a captain was about to be bumped off anyway, a more likeable person would captain this vessel.  Jacob grinned and stood giving his undivided attention to Captain Black.

[Armalite_]

Spike silently threw himself over the side of the rail from the gangplank and stood aboard the Black Fang. Spike did not like what he saw at all. The ship was a poor sight and would be hopefully be fast enough to catch up to the Wrath once Spike had siezed control. He sighed as the pistol went off he lowered his hat over his eyes. The last thing he needed was for Black to recognize him. The initiation of gunplay would have to wait as Spike covered his flintlocks under his long coat. He looked around for the cat he'd been strangling earlier.

[Righteousbro]

Terry sat there just watching what was going one. He could tell that the cat was just doing what the captain said and that the captain was horribly drunk and will go about shooting at random times and in random directions. Oh well. He jumped onto the deck and gave the attention that was focused on the unlucky seagull to the captain. It was pretty impressive that he hit that small bird completely by accident though.

[KittKat chunky~]

Captain Black stamped up towards Kitt, fixing him with a stare from his one good eye.. "Kitt! What the devil do ya call this!?" He gestured wildly at the group of assembled people with his other flintlock, a few seagulls took off in fright from the rigging....
"Itsa' crew cap'n... you says find a crew... so i goes into the docks an' finds anyone who knows t' sail a ship so..." The captain growled, silencing Kitt in an instant... "Its and insult to me, it an insult to his ship!"
Kitt looked around at the ship for a moment, the rigging was weak, the wood was rotten in places.... she should have been scrapped years ago but Black wouldnt hear of it... "Look me in the eye when i'm talkin' Boy!" Kitt looked hurriedly back at Black, who shook his head muttering...
"Fine.... you'l all do... we set sail at noon, by then the rum should have been loaded onboard..." And with that he tramped off back into his cabin, firing the second flintlock wildly behind him as he walked... The shot whizzed harmlessly through the air, scaring a few relatives of the deceased seagull...

Visibly relaxing, Kitt turned to the new crew of the Black Fang, giving a shrug ... "Well..... always good to have a few encouraging words from the captain..."