"Three.. Two.." Loque.. "One.. Now!" He let the length of rope slide through his fingers so that his lantern hung off the edge of the cliff. Only now he'd swing his back and forth just like hers, matching in speed and most of all, keeping them from bumping into each other. They swung together, side by side like a pair of fireflies off in the distance. "Perfect- hold it just like that." His grin was back, he was fighting back laughter.
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BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BA-BOOM! B-B-B-BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! B-BOOM!
All that could be seen in the distance was a row of explosive fire, materializing out of thin air; obviously they were cannons, but from a ship unseen in the harbor. Like a ghost ship, wherever it was- if even it was, unloaded a volley of shots. The sounds of the city ceased, the air went still. Time stood still, it almost felt. At least.. until that volley hit.Â
"Drop the lantern." He'd let his go first so that the rope could run through his fingers and grow to the size of a spec before hitting the water with a hissing splash. Seconds before she dropped hers, he'd flash the most dangerous of smiles, it was lit up by her light in the most eerie of manners. The sounds of wood splintering was heard, screams for help, and most of all, the crackling of flames. Orange flames. Pure. Not blue.Â
The harbor was alive with activity now, from people running away, to people rushing to douse the flames- an impossible task at this point. The ship that had fired was no where in sight, no- not in the dark of this night. The naval fleet surrounding this island wouldn't haven't the faintest trail or clue as to who fired upon this barge on this night. Fortune's dagger was quick. Like a blade, it cut deep and vanished without a trace.
He'd revel in his work for a few more seconds before standing with his arms crossed. "Kink, I think it's about time we discuss business."
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Forth.Â
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Forth.Â
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BA-BOOM! B-B-B-BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! B-BOOM!
All that could be seen in the distance was a row of explosive fire, materializing out of thin air; obviously they were cannons, but from a ship unseen in the harbor. Like a ghost ship, wherever it was- if even it was, unloaded a volley of shots. The sounds of the city ceased, the air went still. Time stood still, it almost felt. At least.. until that volley hit.Â
"Drop the lantern." He'd let his go first so that the rope could run through his fingers and grow to the size of a spec before hitting the water with a hissing splash. Seconds before she dropped hers, he'd flash the most dangerous of smiles, it was lit up by her light in the most eerie of manners. The sounds of wood splintering was heard, screams for help, and most of all, the crackling of flames. Orange flames. Pure. Not blue.Â
The harbor was alive with activity now, from people running away, to people rushing to douse the flames- an impossible task at this point. The ship that had fired was no where in sight, no- not in the dark of this night. The naval fleet surrounding this island wouldn't haven't the faintest trail or clue as to who fired upon this barge on this night. Fortune's dagger was quick. Like a blade, it cut deep and vanished without a trace.
He'd revel in his work for a few more seconds before standing with his arms crossed. "Kink, I think it's about time we discuss business."
Jager Si'kaie
But it costs me nothing to kill you~
