"Get outta my way." Oriel punches a pirate, sending him flying while he is still burning up. She snaps her fingers and the fire disappears.
"Uwaaah, nothing but fodder around here, huh? How boooring. Well, at the very least, I got myself a nice fucking ship." Oriel smirked and continued making her way through the ship, with the very same smirk in her face. She punched anyone who came across her, and the pirates weren't even trying to retaliate anymore. It made things boring. They kept saying things like 'The captain will handle her'. Well, if the captain was so much of an awesome fighter, Oriel couldn't wait to see him. She passed her tongue through her lips as if to savor something again.
"I hope he is a jucier prey than every other piece of idiot that's come across me. You should really employ guys better than these shitheads."
She stood in front of a big door, probably the captain's chambers. Perfect. She kicked it open and went inside, only to find the captain sitting in front of his desk, facing the window while caressing a single doll.
"Uwah, so cliche. Though I think the other guys use a cat rather than a creepy ass doll." She approached the desk and slammed her hand on it.
"Listen here, darling. You will take me outta this place in the ass of the world and to Crocus, or I'm gonna pound your ass around."
The guy behind the desk laughed.
"My, my, don't be so hasty, why don't you take a seat? I'm sure we can work something out." He turned around and motioned towards a chair. Oriel was a bit surprised about how calm the guy was, she had just made her way through his pirate army, after all. She took a sit, nevertheless, and looked at him with expectant eyes. The guy himself didn't look dangerous, but there was something about him.... Something that told her taking him head on would end badly for her. It wasn't his ability, neither his magic, but something else... Maybe the creepy doll he was holding?
"Great, we can talk this through. I would have hated if I had to clean your insides from the deck later today."
"You can clean something else in your bedroom, if you want." Oriel said, half serious, half teasingly.
"Then, what you wanna talk about?" The captain smirked. She was rowdy, and maybe a bit of a slut, but he didn't mind it.
After the talk
Yeah, I'm too damn lazy to write everything up, so you'll have to do with the explanation that comes afterwards, just like in every anime
"So, I get rid of these guys and you give me my ride to Crocus, right?" Oriel said, making sure she got what the guy said. The pirate captain merely nodded.
"And these guys, 'Craftoriad', and the other guys who just got to the island, they are after your ass, huh? You should've done something real bad if all of those people are after ya."
"Oh no, don't misunderstand. They are after a, what would you call it? Family relic that is currently in my possession? Yes, that would be the perfect way to describe it." The pirate answered her. It was fishy, but well, if it got her out of the damn island, what more did she care?
"Spare me the tearjerkers and useless descriptions. I know what I gotta do, and I'm gonna do it. There won't be a fucking ash left of those guys. She slammed her fist into her open palm, before standing up and walking towards the exit.
"I'll be back in a bit. Make sure the anchor is up by then." She lazily waved at the captain goodbye, and the pirate did the same.
"Yes, they'll be up. As long as I don't have to use him, that is. Otherwise, the seas will be too rowdy for us to leave.
For some kind of miracle, Oriel found one of the targets she had been assigned. That guy said something about a witch, and damn, that gal that was fighting sure looked like one. She was fighting against another girl (Aria), and she was probably a part of Craftoriad. The first one that would down in Oriel's list. The wind was fucking crazy, but Oriel could handle it. She ran full speed at the witch and dropkick-ed her right in the face.
"DYNAMIC ENTRY! Always expect the unexpected, bitch!" Oriel shouted after her surprise attack landed succesfully. She then turned to the other girl fighting her and gave her a thumbs up.
"Don't worry, I'm on your side. How about we turn this witchy into a pile of shit?" She took her tonfas out of god's-knows-where and equipped them on, before snapping her finger and engulfing them in fire.
"The name's Oriel, by the way, and yours?"