Black Ninja

The Orb of Mysticism - 1x1 RP between May and Black Ninja

It was fairly obvious that Will was upset. There was a bit of anger in his body language and tone. Roger frowned slightly knowing that whatever it was, it was serious. No doubt it was tied to their departure. The man had said something about them not being able to leave earlier and that it might take a bit longer and now, the fact he was outside with Rebeca indicated that it was probably worse than initially thought.

"What is it?" Roger asked.

Part of him worried sabotage. Thieves. Or maybe something worse. But he dismissed that. His overactive imagination, combined with the threat of what happened to Bea's father made him a bit paranoid. And true to that, the captain confirmed that they still wouldn't be able to leave just yet. Much as Roger had initially guessed.

"Do we know how much of a delay this might be?" Roger asked. He didn't want to delay Bea's journey any longer than it needed to. Not to mention, if they had to wait a day or two, she'd have to go back to Ms. Mortimer's boarding house and the woman would continue to harangue her, using this mechanic issue as a 'sign' that she shouldn't go.

Roger glanced at Bea before looking back at Will. "Is there anything I can assist with?" He was really mechanical but if there was something to help speed the process, he was willing to try.

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You knew it was bad when she slipped into muttering in Yiddish. The man was an imbecile, a schmock. He called himself a mechanic? She had seen better mechanics from children. Okay, that might be taking it a bit far. Still...

Estella lay on her back, under the engine trying to put it back together. Fredricks had told her to take another section apart in this area but she wasn't going to. It didn't take her that long to realize that there was no purpose in his commands. It was almost as if he was purposely trying to make the job harder. Either way, she had started to ignore him while she repaired this one section. Of course, as soon as he found out, she'd undoubtedly get an earful and even probably kicked out. But she wasn't going to take anything else apart unless she had a need too.

"Are you done removing the capacitor?" Speak of the idiot. "What the .... are you doing?" The man's face peered down at her. "I told you to remove the capacitor. Are you as deaf as you are stupid?"

Patience. Tranquility. It only could go so far. Getting out from under the engine she glared at him. "I'm stupid? You're the one who's," she rattled off a string of words in a combination of Yiddish and Danish, the tone pretty much indicating what she thought. "You're making this worse by taking every," another string of Yiddish "apart." She crossed her arms and glared up at him.

Fredricks' face turned purple with rage. Shouting obscenities he pointed toward the door. "Get out of here you ---. When the captain finds out how much trouble you're causing me he'll kick your sorry..."

Estella cut him. "Let's go talk to him then." She shot back. "I'm sure after some explanation he'll gladly sort this out."

Fredricks frowned slightly. Pride kicking in, he shot her a lock. "Fine!"

Pirate X-Over: The Mysteries Of 'Black' { Ninja & Angel }

He was truly despicable, cold and heartless. Abigail felt the chills run down her spine at his look. It wasn't just the fact of his eye - no, though that was a bit creepy to her. No, it was the coldness, the complete lack of emotion or good. He wasn't good and he was fine with that. The only reason she was alive was because he willed it. The only reason she wasn't touched by the crew was because he had coldly calculated her value being untouched. He....he just was wrong.

She watched his gaze turn back to her medallion. She would never get it back. It was lost for good. But she would never stop thinking of it as hers. She glanced toward the window at the cry. Land? Her heart skipped a beat. Where they already at the Carolinas? She dismissed that. No. They hadn't traveled that far. But then again it was hard to tell when she was locked below deck.

When the boatswain came for her, she didn't fight him. She went along, allowing herself to be lead into the boat and rowed toward the shore. The sea air smelled good - a whole lot more than usual but that was probably due to the fact she had been inhaling stank air the past however long.

It was dusk when they landed and started to set up. Abigail found herself, with some privacy, in her own tent. Though, the chain on her ankle chaffed slightly. She found she couldn't wonder far - the pirates had done a decent job securing the other end of the chain.

Still....

Sitting down, Abigail removed her shoe and stocking and examined the cuff. She tried to slide it down a bit, wondering if she could get her foot free. She winced as it caught at her ankle. She tried again, wiggling her foot a bit. Still no good. Hearing someone coming closer, she quickly used her skirt to cover the removed shoe, stocking and her foot, gently spreading her dress to make it look like she had just been sitting her, innocent.

The Orb of Mysticism - 1x1 RP between May and Black Ninja

Lol I did. But now the notifications seem to be working again so :)
And no problem. I can wait
I hope your move goes smoothly

Pirate X-Over: The Mysteries Of 'Black' { Ninja & Angel }

It was very difficult to keep looking him straight on. His appearance unnerved her. It wasn't that she was judgemental or anything - in fact, she had a very good heart. Still, there was something...eerie about him. She kept her mouth shut as he talked about her father. Of course, the man would know who Lord Ashe was. Her father was well known for being extreme anti-piracy. He frequently tried pushing in harsher laws - including executing caught pirates immediately without even a trial. If you were caught red-handed then there would be no mercy. Abigail didn't really keep on top of the politics but she could see that every pirate would know him - and probably hate him. In fact, if it hadn't been for the fact her status might keep her safe, it could have also backfired.

She kept her face straight, body rigid as he leaned in. She refused to cower despite the urge to. She swallowed slightly as he spoke. His words made her skin crawl. A slight glance up and she knew he was completely serious. He was mad. Insane. He could slit her throat right then and there and he wouldn't even feel it. He would have no regrets. Her fear came back intensified but she fought to keep it controlled. He wouldn't kill her. Not yet. Not until her father either refused to pay or after he paid. She doubted this pirate would hold his end of the bargain. But it was better than being killed right away.

She was pretty sure her father would pay. The man might be extremely against piracy but he wouldn't leave her to die. That was not his way. Though, he would make sure that the pirates who caught her were personally hunted down.

As Captain Low backed away again, Abigail nodded. It took her a second before she trusted her voice before she spoke. "Crystal clear." Gathering her reserve she looked up at him, face closed. "Is that all?"

Delta (18+ Preferred)

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The Orb of Mysticism - 1x1 RP between May and Black Ninja

@May Sorry - I didn't even see this.
And yes. He is a bit oblivious lol

Either or works for me.
Probably if we skip to them coming back - that would work.

Pirate X-Over: The Mysteries Of 'Black' { Ninja & Angel }

Being complemented by a pirate was not really the best thing. As a young woman amongst enemies, having one's beauty noticed was actually more detrimental. Thankfully, no one had yet to press her. Her jaw clenched slightly at his comment of trade. Her father was very strict about dealing with pirates. However, for his daughter, he would undoubtedly make an exception. Possibly. He just would be a bit annoyed.

Her eyes fell to the trinket that the pirate was using. Her heart skipped a beat as fury hit her. That was hers. Taken roughly from her, the slight impression in her skin of where the chain had been pulled, still not yet faded. She moved her eyes back to the man. It was no use demanding he give it back. In fact, showing sentimental value might make him more inclined to keep it. Still, there's a was a sense of loss. She had kept that necklace, that pirate coin, for years - most of her life really. Having found it washed on shore she had grown a bit attached to it. Though, she didn't know why. The man across from her would undoubtedly spend it or something else with it. He didn't have the attachment she did to it. Not that he would care. He was a pirate.

"What is your plan for me?" She asked turning her mind to a more pressing matter: herself. "I presume you'll want to hold me for ransom - though I warn you, my father won't take kindly to any harm coming to me." She forced herself to meet his gaze. She would not cower. Would not run. She would not let him intimidate her despite the fact she was terrified.

Delta (18+ Preferred)

The headlights cut through into the unknown night. The only light you have other than that is the stars. Your miles from anywhere with still a bit of distance to your uncle's house. You glance in the review mirror. She's asleep. In this moment, it's hard to believe what you know. It's hard to see the eleven-year-old as a ruthless killer. But you know the truth. The dossier on her sits there on the passenger seat. Even though it is closed, you've read it enough times to practically have memorized it.

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Name: Delta
Rank: 2
Age: 11
Hair Color: Brownish-ginger
Eyes: Hazel
Height: 4'8"
Weight: 80 lbs
Kill Count: 13

The dossier continues, going into details of each assigned mission. The various disciplinary actions taken and training forced upon the child.
Though it says the girl killed 13, you know that number has since increased. Thus why you were here, on the run.

You were far enough away to not worry about a tail. Besides, currently, those in Shadowfade were a bit preoccupied with the Feds at the moment. But not all of them would get arrested. Besides, the Feds were not that great either. No doubt they'd take the girl away. A feat of experimentation, there could be a lot they could learn. And even if they weren't going to do tests, they still would probably remove her. She was a danger. But not to you.

The scientist had promised that you would not be seen as a threat. She would listen and obey. Besides, if she didn't you had the secret phrase which when spoken would knock her out.

You turned your eyes back to the road and contemplated your predicament. You hadn't even known about Shadowfade until recently. All of this had been thrust on you. Should you just turn around and turn the girl over to the Feds? They could handle her. If the dossier is right, she is a danger. Or do you use this opportunity for yourself? Using the girl's skills you could no doubt build a little secret empire of crime. You'll constantly stay on the move so no one can catch you but who will stand against you when you had her? Or was that what you really wanted? Would that be what is best for the girl? Your uncle had a place in small, out-of-the-way town in the mountains. You could both start a new life there and no one would be the wiser. The kid had seen enough sorrow, why add to it?

Either way, the decision was yours. As you drove along that empty highway you knew that whatever the decision was, your life will be different.

Hi,
So been thinking about this for a bit and thought this might be fun to bring up again to see if anyone is interested.
You'd basically be playing the driver. Who you are, what your past is - all of that is up to you.
How you proceed is also up to you. And everything - the choices you make will have consequences (which could be good, not all are bad).
Even turning the child over to the FEDs is an option (that won't kill the story - i.e. cooperation. The child will only obey you so you're still going to be dragged into it mwuahahaaa).

I'm open to some alternatives as well (no fantasy please).
For example, A Federal agent who the driver goes to.
We can discuss.

About Me:

• 27 male
• Mid-Casual, low-advanced pending the story, scene, number of characters and a bunch of variables.
• Rules: m/f relationships only; Fade to black - I have no issue referencing adult themes but I won't write explicit; No one liners. 18+ (I'm 27. Not only are some of the themes darker but I'm not comfortable doing anything romance-wise with underage kids)
• Post Frequency: I don't always post every day. Sorry. But I do try to get replies frequently.
• OOC: I'm open to it but at the same time I won't push you. I don't like to be a bother to people but if you're willing to chat - then awesome.
• Romance: I'm open to it. This particular story due to the theme doesn't have any initially. But I can look at bringing in someone to partner with your MC. I can write either gender so no issues there. m/f relationship only.
• I prefer PM only.

Send me a message if you're interested.
Thanks for checking my thread out.

Pirate X-Over: The Mysteries Of 'Black' { Ninja & Angel }

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Pirate X-Over: The Mysteries Of 'Black' { Ninja & Angel }

The ship swayed back and forth. Back and forth. Being deep in the belly of it, Abigail huddled in the corner terrified. Not that she would show it. After the initial protest, she had been firm - stern almost - lecturing them on who she was and what trouble they'd find themselves into. She hoped her bravado would keep her safe though she was a realistic enough to know that it wouldn't get her free. If anything, they'll hold her for ransom. That was actually a far better fate than she could imagine. As it was, she still half expected more than the rough handling she had been given. Her hair was in disarray, clothes torn - yet not to the extent where she was exposed.

She heard the footsteps coming and rose. Brushing her arm across her face, she made sure no loose tears were visible. She lifted her chin as the man unlocked the cell door. She hung back - though not cowering. "The captain requests does he?" Her words were far more courageous than she felt. Not that she'd refuse. She wasn't stupid. She went willingly or she'd be dragged. She stepped forward, and nodded, indicating him to lead on.

Years of experience as a nobleman's daughter kicked in. Her posture was impeccable, her chin level. She didn't cower or quake along, despite the fear in her heart. If anything, she would be brave for Elizabeth. She had yet to really think about her cousin's death, pushing the emotions and thoughts back for the time being. There were more pressing things to be worried about.

Upon the deck, she ignored the stares and leers as she was lead to the Captain's cabin. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up and her skin crawled but she didn't give it away.

Finally in front of the captain, she eyed him coldly. "Yoo've made a terrible mistake." Her chin lifted slightly. "My father will have you hang from the highest yardline."