-The Mythics RP-

[Lacy Duckwing]

"Oh." she said, taking the bread into her sturdy hands. "Blessings, man."
She sighed, feeling uncertain as she looked into the sun. It hurt.
Simple pain.
She stared harder.
The moment they entered the Cove Jintao's anxiety had awoke, and it lingered throughout his tight demeanor with obvious prominence. Everyone would have noticed his vulnerable appearance, yet he still sat beside her with a pumping heart and literal currency. Extreme luck has guided his steps, she thought, for no common thug would let go such an offer.
"Nice sombrero." She said. "I'm going to get out of here. On one of the new crews, I think." She glanced at his gentle eyes, then looked back to the sun. Her portrait had been plastered to every wall. Every news board bore the call for her arrest.
And yet he had said nothing.
Did he know?
He must know.
"The Cove is not safe for you, or for myself. Once we land our first port, I'll leave for land. I don't wish to stay at sea."

@Lacy Duckwing

Jintao gazed at the ocean before them. Ships sailed along the horizon as though that was as far as they could go. It was like a secret fence held them back and threatened destruction if they went any further. Jintao inhaled as he looked down. It wasn't the ships who felt trapped, it was him.
"Have you decided on what type of crew yet?" he asked, returning his gaze to the sea. "I doubt just any crew would be willing to take on someone like me. I'm not exactly useful with my dominant hand gone."
Those last few words sunk into his being and greeted the depression that he was trying to hide. He wasn't meant to be useful anymore. That's why they took the arm that they did. It was to paralyze him into never being a danger again in a sick and cruel way. Fear continued creeping inside. The clerk in the store was only a taste of the dangers that waited for him here.

@_-Captain BRM-_

 

[-Kiwi-]

Ack- do I have anything to respond to?

 

[Lacy Duckwing]

Ack- do I have anything to respond to?

I'll check!

 

[Lacy Duckwing]

Vhanya watched as the varying Harpies bickered, the cowled Mythic revealed his scarred face -where had she seen him before?- and the other male Harpy took flight to the crow’s nest, her annoyance building like waves lapping against a ship hull.

She sidestepped away from the Harpy behind her -scratch that, this soul was a Phoenix. Vhanya noted his race when she felt flames warming her back from where he stood.
“I’m not a Mythic you want to hide behind, boy,” she flicked her tail in his direction as a not-so-subtle reminder of its venomous barbed tip.

She didn’t bother to hear an answer from him, and instead strode to the middle of the deck, lifted her flintlock, and shot a solitary bullet to the sky, the crack of the shot piercing through the predawn air. She wasn’t concerned about unwanted attention, Pirate’s Cove was no stranger to the sound of gunfire.
”Alright! Every soul currently aboard my ship I beseech you, cease your screw-jay squawking lest you find your blood black with venom or lead- your choice, it’s my treat.“
She knew she couldn’t take on all of them on her own, but a well-delivered threat often did the entirety of the work for her.

She turned slowly around to face every Mythic, even Galen, still hulking in the crow’s nest, his wings high up about him like some vulture.
“If you’re looking to join my crew you’d best stop flinging guns and words about like savages. If you’re not, then I’d say it’s best for you to leave this port as soon as possible. I have plenty of friends who’d relish seeking out your end..”

@-Kiwi-
@-Shade-
@Isabella5Storm3
@Amer

"I don't think," Galen sighed as he let his head fall to one side, "that it should be up to any of us whether or not he joins your ship."
He turned towards Raven, pointing at him with his blade, "but I'd much rather you recruit the crazy fellow than this one."

Raven said nothing but shifted his eyes slowly until they rested on Galen.

Vanya condescended to ask Coal his opinion? And she sounded like she already considered him a part of the crew?
A little of Coal's confidence returned, but not without the temperance of politeness.
"Yes m'am!" said Coal. "It would be an honor to join your crew. And..." he glanced up at the harpy on the crow's nest. "Yeah, he can come along, too."

Without a single flap, Gecko landed on the deck with a thud. With a quirky smile and a hand held out, he said, "I'm-a welly enough mentally, that is." His smile grew bigger as he looked up to the sky. He needed this badly. His mind threatened to pull him away. The prey was still out there- sitting on that boulder perhaps- calling him back to tease. He closed his eyes. The captain was right; he just needed to hide it.
Gecko rose his hand. "I speak!" He looked to the others around him. "And I hope you all speak. It'll ah be fun." His smile looked like mischief but his eyes looked like the trust of a friend.

"This is insanity," Ember spat, sliding her gun back into its holster and extinguishing her torch with a sharp wave of her hand.
"Join or don't, I don't care, so long as each and every one of you keep your blasted beaks out of my business should you find the nerve to enter my presence in the first place."
The Harpy raked her cold gaze over the odd collection of Mythics, giving the Phoenix a particularly venomous, prolonged glare, before scooping her cloak off the ground with a pointed boot and flicking it into her hand.
Ember turned a heel, striding away from the group toward the edge of the ship as she flung the cape over her wings, stopping sharp at the wooden railing and turning back to fix them all with a hard stare, leaning against the edge of the ship, arms crossed.

@RDchicken99
@-Kiwi-
@Amer
@Isabella5Storm3
@Lacy Duckwing

Lichen was starting to rethink her decisions.

She was starting to GREATLY rethink her decisions as what seemed to be the millionth Harpy dropped from the sky. “Cmon, everyone is stealing my dramatic entrance!”

Lichen folded her wings close to her back, crossing her arms. There was a lot of people here, but she wasn’t about to let them know they made her nervous.

Galen was getting tired, he hadn't slept in a while and though he didn't want it to show, it was getting harder to stay as alert and present as he wanted to be.
He leaned against the mast waiting for some conclusion to all of this. deep down he knew that nothing would be decided quickly.
All of these flustered women were too trigger-happy and the men were all clinically insane. Nothing about this whole situation spoke 'This is going to pan out well'
just stay on your feet, he told himself repeatedly, if you're on your feet, you can get away fast.

I think I got everything...

Ack- do I have anything to respond to?

I'll check!

I think we're waiting on @RDchicken99 again.

@RDchicken99
@Isabella5Storm3
@Amer
@-Shade-
@-Kiwi-

 

[_-Captain BRM-_]

Jintao gazed at the ocean before them. Ships sailed along the horizon as though that was as far as they could go. It was like a secret fence held them back and threatened destruction if they went any further. Jintao inhaled as he looked down. It wasn't the ships who felt trapped, it was him.
"Have you decided on what type of crew yet?" he asked, returning his gaze to the sea. "I doubt just any crew would be willing to take on someone like me. I'm not exactly useful with my dominant hand gone."
Those last few words sunk into his being and greeted the depression that he was trying to hide. He wasn't meant to be useful anymore. That's why they took the arm that they did. It was to paralyze him into never being a danger again in a sick and cruel way. Fear continued creeping inside. The clerk in the store was only a taste of the dangers that waited for him here.

@_-Captain BRM-_

"Any idiot from the slums would take you. And shut up about your poor luck, mate. You get this glazed over look to you, then I know you're wallowing around in that god-forsaken brain of yours. To the gutters with you if that's who you'll be."
She shifted onto her knees then stood, frowning at the bunches of wet dress hanging at her knees. Sand saturated the black fabric.
"Six devils, it's as if you forget I'm a woman or something. No much sacred luck to be found in a broken, sick sort of gal, but I'll still try my hand at it. Two weeks ago I couldn't hardly make out a sound from your lips, man, but I've learned your tone, and I've learned your slang. The slightest of accents you try to hide from old days you try to forget." She stepped past him, spitting her words, "Well, wake up, mate, because someday you really will be useless. I hate to preach, but all you see now is your sacred faults, and one day you'll look back and regret not living the life your body still permit. Look at you, still walking! Everything sacred, man, you are pathetizism at its finest."
She trod past him and through the sand, annoyed with her sudden shortness of breath, then paced up to the boardwalk, boots squeaking in the painful sound of grinding sand.

 

[Lacy Duckwing]

"Any idiot from the slums would take you. And shut up about your poor luck, mate. You get this glazed over look to you, then I know you're wallowing around in that god-forsaken brain of yours. To the gutters with you if that's who you'll be."
She shifted onto her knees then stood, frowning at the bunches of wet dress hanging at her knees. Sand saturated the black fabric.
"Six devils, it's as if you forget I'm a woman or something. No much sacred luck to be found in a broken, sick sort of gal, but I'll still try my hand at it. Two weeks ago I couldn't hardly make out a sound from your lips, man, but I've learned your tone, and I've learned your slang. The slightest of accents you try to hide from old days you try to forget." She stepped past him, spitting her words, "Well, wake up, mate, because someday you really will be useless. I hate to preach, but all you see now is your sacred faults, and one day you'll look back and regret not living the life your body still permit. Look at you, still walking! Everything sacred, man, you are pathetizism at its finest."
She trod past him and through the sand, annoyed with her sudden shortness of breath, then paced up to the boardwalk, boots squeaking in the painful sound of grinding sand.

Jintao sat there for a minute after Tay walked off. Her words stunk into him deeply as they always did. When she reached the boardwalk above, he looked up at the sound of her footsteps. With a sigh, he lowered his gaze to the posts that supported the walk. There were slanted braces in between each pole that would have made climbing them easier had he have both hands. Frowning, he gave up the idea that he had once accomplished.
Jintao stuck his hand in his pocket and followed Tay's sloppy footsteps to the broadwalk. She was already quarter way down it by the time he arrived.
"I suppose there's improvement somewhere," he said, catching up to her. Strangely, for someone who seemed to sulk as much as he did, he never appeared out of breath from exercise. He came up beside her. "I am still walking. Some seem to think I'm uncapable of even that."

@_-Captain BRM-_

 

[Blue Raptor]

The shorter man shrugged. “It’s okay to say if you don’t have the stomach,” he jibed. The taller man began following his companion out the door. “They kill our flocks.” He shrugged. “And they don’t do anythin’ good, so might as well kill the beasts.” He nodded politely to Alayna before slipping out into the night.

Layna didn’t move for a moment. The bakery sat in silence and darkness. She then suddenly leaned over and turned on a large kerosine lamp which illuminated the room oddly. She stiffly strode over to the door and locked it with a jerky motion, then leaned over and snapped the blinds shut and let out a loud breath.

And this @-Kiwi-

 

[-Shade-]

Name: Nautalis (Nathalie as a cover name)
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Species: Siren
Physical Appearance: Golden orange, slitted eyes. Curly black hair, that stops just below her shoulder blades. Medium skin (think Caribbean-ish), small, slender build. Frills and webbed ridge are a smoky light blue, and she has a dark, turquoise blue tail when in water.
Attire: She keeps a silken, sea-green scarf wrapped over her head and around her neck, protecting her ears and gills from view. She wears loose, light clothes to help keep her ridge concealed, and if she needs to swim, her clothes won't weigh her down. She rarely wears shoes.
Personality: Very poised and silent, she keeps a strong, emotionless, and generally mysterious expression and personality. To be RPed.
Backstory: Nautalis was raised by her father between the coast of Lookout Point and the abandoned Siren city, and she left home when she was 14, seeking to join the fight against the humans.
She is allied with the Rebellion and stays around Pirates Cove as an Assasin, mostly patrolling the docks and watching for potential Loyalists or activity from the King there. She has recently heard of rumors from Rebellion spies of the King's plan to destroy the Rebellion base through Undermine.

@Blue Raptor

 

[Amer]

Name: Nautalis (Nathalie as a cover name)
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Species: Siren
Physical Appearance: Golden orange, slitted eyes. Curly black hair, that stops just below her shoulder blades. Medium skin (think Caribbean-ish), small, slender build. Frills and webbed ridge are a smoky light blue, and she has a dark, turquoise blue tail when in water.
Attire: She keeps a silken, sea-green scarf wrapped over her head and around her neck, protecting her ears and gills from view. She wears loose, light clothes to help keep her ridge concealed, and if she needs to swim, her clothes won't weigh her down. She rarely wears shoes.
Personality: Very poised and silent, she keeps a strong, emotionless, and generally mysterious expression and personality. To be RPed.
Backstory: Nautalis was raised by her father between the coast of Lookout Point and the abandoned Siren city, and she left home when she was 14, seeking to join the fight against the humans.
She is allied with the Rebellion and stays around Pirates Cove as an Assasin, mostly patrolling the docks and watching for potential Loyalists or activity from the King there. She has recently heard of rumors from Rebellion spies of the King's plan to destroy the Rebellion base through Undermine.

@Blue Raptor

(Yes!
A siren
Among pirates where she is naturally the strongest)

 

[-Shade-]

(Yes!
A siren
Among pirates where she is naturally the strongest)

(I'm dying to see Coal interact with her. I'm sending her to the Quicksilver, once all the chaos dies down that is...)