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Current Kind of going through a breakdown. Some personal stuff is getting mess.. Thanks to some idiots who not only left the fan on but threw shit right at it!
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"Yeah." Jasper nodded. "I think we're good." He chewed on his cheek. "I have a friend who said she'd take some of the soldiers, as many as she could to a bar on the other side of town and get them drunk. Most should've gone, because this is such an outside area the navy doesn't keep a lot of strict tabs, but there might very well be those oddballs who don't want a drink, or act when their guts tell them something's fishy." He thumbed back the way they came. "Plus we left one marine conscious and intact back there. Hopefully he'll stay still and not raise the alarm, but you never know with those types. It's the guys who are desperate and scared you gotta watch out for." He paused. "Either way, let's get going. The sooner we start the sooner we'll finish."

Letting shade have her pride he didn't offer to carry her again. He started walking, and before long they made it to the harbor. Which seemed clear.

"Which way is it?" He mumbled, trying to remember what Miria had told him. "Damn it." He winced. His head was pounded from the earlier drinks and it made remembering a bit difficult. "Hold on." For a moment his body flickered and his face looked odd, shifted. He took in some quick sniffs and turned to his left. "Okay. It's this one, over here, come on." Without looking back he headed towards the end of the harder where a single lowely ship rested.

"Ahh. Here we go." He pointed at the ladder to get on board. "Get on. I'll untie the rope and cast us off."
Hard as it was, Rintin managed to suppress a wince. The flesh under her shackles was going to take some time to heal, but that wasn't what he was worried about. Her knee looked pretty bad. He doubted she'd be able to walk at a steady pace, much less be any good in a fight. So hopefully they wouldn't find one.

"Of course, there's nothing here worth expanding any more energy on." Jasper took the lead and started down the prison's halls. "Luckily nothing happens in this little nowhere town so most the marines, including the ones who should be here, are out." He led Shade through the prison and out the empty doors. "See what I mean, it's amazing anything happens at this place at all." He shook his head. "The navy is a joke."

He paused to look at Shade. "Are you sure you can walk on that thing?" He pointed at her knee. "Our way out is on the other side of the town. Which is my fault. I didn't think there'd be such a high level of structural damage."
"Indeed" Rintin arched an eyebrow. His sight moved through the man, drilled through him like a scalding flathead bit through warm butter. "And I suppose it takes three of you strapping gentlemen to do nothing to a chained lady?"

The large stranger's vision turned to the man who slapped the prisoner. "I see, and of course someone happens to come in and see you acting like this the one time it slips out, huh?" Frowning Jasper strolled up to the perpetrator. He stopped in front of him and stared down at the little man.

"Look" the marine began, but stopped when Jasper's hand wrapped around his and there was the eerily loud crunching sound of dozen little bones being pulverized into dust. The pain in such a flash the marine didn't even have time to scream. He just went white and flopped down on his knees. All of him would've crumbled if not for Jasper retaining his hand.

"So which one of you outstanding navy marines has this young woman's key?" He held out a hand and the key appeared. It was from the one soldier who hadn't been mauled.

"Good. Glad I didn't have to ask again."

With that he dropped the lead marine on the floor as a wet heap and moved to unlock the prisoner.

"Look." He whispered as he got rid of the first shackle. "I know what you're thinking and I don't blame you, but remember there's a lot of soldiers here and it won't be long before the whole place comes down on us."
I could see that.
Yep and we could have some form of corruption like maybe the knights are taking advantage of the peasants, or the king is over taxing the workers? There's threat from a neighboring sea kingdom attacking? Supposed sorcerers? Dragons?
Yeah. That's a good question.
Medieval theme so it could be like those places were people eat while watching people joust? Plus there can be knights and a king.

A cruise ship could be more interesting, especially if its a huge one, similar in scope to Moriah's ship, but maybe with a different theme?
Sure. That would work.
How would you like to bring her in? What did you have in mind as far as settings go?
"There's no such thing as a death that wasn't in vain. If you die then you don't get to see things get better." Jasper whispered on his way out.
***
Miria's arms remained folded as Jasper made his way towards her. "Depends just how long are you planning to stay here? Different inns have different expectations for guest."

"Oh. A day, at the most. I doubt I'll be here for anywhere near twenty four hours. Really, I just want a place to sleep, and rest up. I've got a busy night tonight, lot's to do."

"And this stuff y ou've got to do, is it more of the kind of stuff someone who doesn't want their neck to part from their head wouldn't want to know about?"

"The very stuff, indeed."

Miria snorted. "Yeah. Sure. I know a place. It's right on the edge of town. Come on I'll show you."

"Lead the way Miria." Jasper gave a small and low bow.
*****
The inn Miria led Jasper to was a cheap shanty place at the edge of town. Which wasn't a problem. Jasper stood over six feet, was built out of bricks, and could throw a punch without worry over breaking his wrist. Plus, it was right next to a bar. Which was a double edged sword. A few drinks would ease the tension he was feeling, and guilt, but if he went over he'd miss his cue and Shade would be as good as dead. So he limited himself to a few small drinks before his nap.
***
"I don't want to get up." Jasper stared bleary eyed up at the fan, making lazy circles over him. Despite the pitch black night between him and it, he could see it as clear as day. "But there's not any choice in the matter now, is there?" With a sigh and a groan he propped himself up and shook his head. "Damn it. HOw did it all get to this point?" Reflection was a no go. The haze of alcohol made it impossible to look back.

"Never mind. Not important. Time to get to work."

Jasper didn't wear his red tuxedo, despite his love for the look. tonight he settled on all black, and kept his things in a black sack he kept on his back.

With a frown he left his room, and snuck the key under the inn's office before starting towards the prison.
*******
There weren't any guards by the door, a bad sign. Jasper had seen enough prisons with female prisoners nearing execution to know what was going on. What the men did when there was a bound woman in chains who wouldn't have a chance to say anything about the night's was the worst kept secret in the Navy.

"The question is to outright kill them, or make them suffer." Jasper clenched his feet and rushed inside.
************
The large former marine wasn't sure if the men heard him barrelling up towards Shade's cell, and he didn't care. The only thing on his mind was letting them know they had screwed up, royal.

The three of them stood in front of the prisoner. They still had their pants on. So he wasn't too late. Without a word he hurried to the group, grabbed the young man nearest the door, and threw him across the room, burying his head deeper than the punch hole Jasper had left next to Shade.

"Now then." Shade growled. "I had been hoping to get through this without hurting a soldier, doing their job, but now all I want to do is hurt marines."
Jasper nodded after the woman finished speaking. "Yeah. That sounds like Walsh." With a sigh he shook his head. "Though that doesn't make any any easier now does it?" The large former marine chewed on his cheek for a moment before he stood up and stepped closer to the pirate.

His fist shot out and a hole appeared in the spot next to the woman's head. While the sound of the impact was still echoing through the cell he leaned over and whispered. "Be calm and rest up. It's going to be a busy night."

With that he gave a curt nod before head towards the cell doors. "Let's go."

"Sir." His escort snapped a saltue and quickly opened the gate.
He closed it before they left.
****
The warden was busy eating when they returned to his office so Jasper was led back to the entrance.
***
"Well?" Miria arched an eyebrow.

"It went well." Jasper admitted.

"And?"

"And by chance do you know of any inns in the area that have a vacancy?"
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