[EVENT] And really bad eggs!

[majorarc]

Who: Everyone
When: January 10-12
Where: The Ghost Pirate Ship
What: Fighting Ghost Pirates!!
Warnings: N/A

Suddenly, you’ve been pulled by your new flying abilities and deposited so kindly on the deck of the ship. Around you are hundreds of zombies and it seems like you’re in for a fight. When you look starboard, you notice weapons lying around that have some short of a strange glow. May as well grab them and fight, right? Team up and beat those ghosties!!

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[destructiveprinciple]

Alrighty! A double team-up it'll be. Don't get in my way, boss, and I wouldn't mess up your groove!

[He would have preferred the usage of two short swords like normal, but he'd take what he could get. While Bazett grabs the glowing heavy machete from the deck, he follows three feet behind her, grinning.

His war cry would have just sounded stupid and reedy with these tiny child lungs, so he settles for a gleeful scream and charges for the closest pirate.]

[baby_baz]

You too. Try not to make trouble.

[Meanwhile, Bazett's attacks are silent. She mostly aims for the legs. Some continue to stand because the wounds are not deep enough. Others hop on one leg. A few unfortunate ones fall to the deck and crawl because they can no longer stand.]

[destructiveprinciples]

Trouble? Not for anybody on OUR side, sure!

[The undead crewmen are pitted a tiny, tattooed boy bent on stabbing them in the knees and the neck, the ears and the eyes. He doesn't bother with defense, only dodging the attacks as he mows through the pirates, laughing at the stupid looks of frustration on their faces. He stomps on their toes for spite, too. When they're close enough to the side, Avenger just shoves them overboard.

But small as they are, eventually they'll start tiring from the battle. They're fighting zombies; zombies don't get discouraged by loss of limbs or stabbing.]

[baby_baz]

[Huffing and puffing from the exertion, Bazett steps so she is back to back with Avenger.]

How many are left?

[She knows this might be a stupid question. There are enough left to surround them. There are enough left to overwhelm them. This is a battle that they are unlikely to win.]

[destructiveprinciples]

[Avenger's legs are shaking slightly from the stress he's putting on them to keep fighting. He doesn't seem to notice that as Bazett backs up against his back. Airily, bring his daggers up to a guard position;]

That's a silly question, boss. Way too many.

[He's untroubled by the numbers of enemies surrounding them. Sure, it was a situation where they stuck on the losing side, but. It was a common staple of one of the time loops ending. On the bright side, it seemed they were intent on capture, not murder.]

[baby_baz]

[She sweeps her eyes across the ship again. A few children are still fighting, but others have been knocked out and restrained.]

In other words, we will be unable to even retreat from here?

[destructiveprinciples]

[Where would they retreat to? Avenger can't swim, he has no clue how to. The ship is festering with undead enemies, as is the cabins, the mast, the back and front. He tenses up, readying himself.]

Bingo!

[baby_baz]

Damn.

[She looks around, but cannot see Lord El Melloi. She would rather have him make the call on whether they should continue fighting or if they should give up and conserve energy for later.]

Then, would you rather continue as we were, or would you rather we conserved energy until we found an opening?

[destructiveprinciple]

I thought you were the brains of this operation here.

[Sorry, he's already forgotten about the little snot that was Waver trapped under one of the pirates' bodies. He shrugs. He's gotten his fight. Swell.]

I say we give up and wait for a good opening.

[baby_baz]

[She has already resigned herself to the fact that she would be quickly defeated if she fought alone, while she might have lasted a little longer cooperating with Avenger. Therefore, if he wishes to resign this battle, she has no choice but to also surrender.]

I would have appreciated an order from my lord...

[In other words, Lord El Melloi is the brains of the operation.]

...But now that he is unavailable, I have to find the option you would whine about the least. I would be unable to properly plan if I had to take time out to listen to you complain.

[destructiveprinciples]

[Even if their backs are to each other, Bazett would practically be able hear his eyeroll. Sadly if she expected Avenger to grow up and harden his spine a little, she would be disappointed. He still gives up too easily.]

Really~?

[Gosh, that's an exaggeration about how much he complains. And man, he'd preferred it when Bazett didn't have to check everything she did with her superior.]

Shutting up now then. Make up your mind fast, those pirates look like they're getting impatient.

[baby_baz]

[She takes a deep breath, drops her weapon, and holds her hands up in surrender. When a pirate picks her up by the collar, she does not struggle.]

[destructiveprinciples]

[He doesn't do so quietly, but he is grabbed without much of a struggle as well when Bazett surrenders, the weapon he had used clanking to the deck.]