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“That’s no problem. I don’t expect you to have to fight much, just wake us up.” Then Axel left to go to the mayor’s office so she had to run after him. Once there, Carina watched and listened to the whole exchange, proud of her first-mate for releasing the enslave mermaids. After obtaining a lead on their new shipwright, they young woman lingered back for a moment as Axel stalked off. The speedo-clad mayor was sweating bullets and she could practically hear his heart racing from where she stood. Her slight smile split into a toothy grin.
“I don’t blame you at all for being scared, Mayor.” The man turned to her with surprise, having not realized that she was still in the office. Carina continued, “He’s pretty terrifying when he wants to be,” she commented casually,”but you should know that I’m FAR more deadly than he is and I really have no attachment to this place.” The mayor’s eyes widened as his mouth dropped open. “What?” The question came out as a disbelieving squeak. She continued on, her toothy grin only widening. No wonder Axel liked doing this sort of thing. It was fun! “Yup! I could clear out the island in an hour, no problem. So, if your town could try to be a little more courteous to my first-mate, that’d be great.” Carina turned to leave, sashaying out of the door with a little pep in her step. At the last minute, she turned around, “Oh, and that’s the last time you call me a “bitch”, got that ya bitch?”
She scurried away to catch up with Axel, cursing under her breath his long legs. They finally boarded the ship, and Carina blinked thoughtfully at Axel’s story. “I’ll leave him all to you, then! So that’s why you wanted the swords back then. Sort of like a reunion gift? Oh, and what’s the deal with your brother? It sounds like he’s really high up in fishman society…”
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Carina nodded as Axel left to go help out Tanakami. “You’re in my crew, Axel. I’m not going to let her kill you.” She was vaguely troubled by his lack of faith in her, but then again this was their first contact with another Devil Fruit user. She made a mental note to ask when she got some time alone with him whether the first mate was afraid of Devil Fruit users. He hadn’t known about her power when he originally invited her to take up piracy.
The young captain listened to Tanakami’s modest assessment of her skills and then shrugged, “I don’t begrudge you the food or space. If you’d be willing to help swab the deck and take a shift of night watch to save us a couple hours of sleep, that’s good enough for me.” Her face turned a light shade of pink at the thought of the Kage Kage no Mi user’s other offer, and purposefully neglected to comment on the whole “physical contact” bit in an effort to maintain a bit of tact. What Axel did was his own business and to be honest she’d rather not know. “Assuming my first-mate has no objections.” Once all of the barrels were placed, she turned to Axel. “So were you going to give me a tour of your home-town or what? It’s almost night-time!”
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Carina looked up at Tanakami, momentarily taken off-guard by the sudden compliment. Her aggravated look cleared away with a blink, and she even flashed a small smile at the woman while Axel flipped through his journal looking for a particular entry. Carina watched her first-mate take shelter within the shadow of the tree while explaining the powers of the Kage Kage no Mi.
The young captain didn’t feel particularly threatened by Tanakami but took a step backwards into the tree’s shadow to ease Axel’s mind and err on the side of caution. “That sounds like an interesting Devil Fruit,” Carina exclaimed giving Tanakami an intrigued yet friendly look. Axel’s body language reeked caution and wariness, so the woman must be pretty dangerous. Maybe she was even as dangerous as herself? Accepting Tanakami’s reassurances, Carina watched the shadow take form and interact with Axel with interest. Her mind thinking about possible battle strategies for dealing with a creature immune to biological effects as she watched the being move. If her first-mate was feeling too agitated and distressed by the shadow, she would attempt to separate the two , but otherwise she didn’t intend to pick a fight. “Hey Axel, do you think she’s a navigator or shipwright?” The mysterious purple-haired woman had redeemed herself by having interesting powers other than being a shameless flirt. Getting the chance to have a friendly spar with her might even be worth letting her bum a ride.
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Carina was about to ask for some more information on the stalker prison warden when a loud roar sounded from beside her. She blinked in surprise as Axel threatened and intimidated the crowd into submission. The village truly was terrified of him. A smirk crossed her lips at the venomous glares the fishwoman cross-breed shot in their direction before leaving. If she was actually a viable threat to her crew, Carina never would have let her go. It was clear that these villagers were all bark and no bite.
“Really, you think they’d be more polite to dangerous people,” she noted with amusement. Then the word “bounty” caught the young woman’s attention. Quickly, she focused in on Axel and the no longer in distress damsel, tensing up and preparing for a fight in case she was some kind of pirate hunter.
As the conversation continues, Carina narrowed her green eyes at the woman. Her teeth clenched and short purple hair bristled with suppressed distaste at the way Tanakami’s eyes roamed up and down her first mate’s body, noticeably and unsubtly checking him out. What the hell?
“…Since you seem to have the advantage of knowing who we are, mind telling us your name?” Carina stepped forward and a little closer to Axel, joining the conversation since she didn’t like where it was headed. Especially since this woman “happened” to be headed to the same place they were. The woman was bad news whether a pirate hunter after her next bounty or just a very attractive and flirtatious woman who probably creeped on her first mate’s wanted poster.
Normally, Carina was perfectly happy to be overlooked in favor of her more intimidating partner, but at this moment it irked her to be ignored. She gave the mysterious woman a suspicious look, her guard fully up.
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Carina nodded and took in Raphael’s explanation silently, her mind whirring away as she took in as much information as possible. She was trying to get a read on what her first mate thought about his heritage. Arlong was a powerful pirate but also a low-down scoundrel and if his extraordinary size made Raphael stand out, then he likely had a pretty hard childhood. Would other mixed-bloods have been afraid to associate with him to avoid being labeled under the same roof as Arlong? It was a thought to take into account. ‘
She blinked in surprise as a tall, beautiful woman addressed Raphael as “Axel” and asked why he was back given his banishment from the island. Apparently, her theory about Raphael being some kind of outcast even for mixed-bloods was right on the money. Carina kept her mouth shut during the family reunion but fully planned on asking Axel about his name change afterwards, but when his sister directly addressed her she responded with a sheepish smile, “Thank you for your hospitality, and it was a little bit of both, I reckon.”
She and Raphael walked off down through the town of Cocoyashi, brushing off the glares of the angry townsfolk. “They won’t hear it from me. But don’t forget that you now have a poster and if anyone will have that information it’ll be a mayor.” The human girl tried to keep up with his long-legged gait by speed-walking but eventually resorted to short bursts of jogs and trots to keep up. They headed towards the middle of town despite the open hostility. “So… is there a story behind your name? Which one should I use?”
At one point of the town, a small group of villagers were acting aggressively to someone OTHER than her and her first mate. A small group of both average townsmen, concerned middle-aged women and obnoxious looking kids barred the path for a strangely dressed woman wearing mostly black and plenty of leather. The air was thick with tension and anticipation between the two forces, both waiting for the first hint of violence. The girl gave a callous laugh, “Hahah! Wow. People here aren’t too friendly, huh?” Carina’s green eyes twinkled with a mischievous light as took in the situation with her face frozen into an amused grin. She felt no need to step in one way or another. Mostly, she was curious as to how this stranger would deal with the situation since neither side appeared to be backing down.
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Carina quirked an eyebrow as Raphael kicked one of the thugs into the water before grimacing. “Aww, that’s unfortunate. We won fair and square, the least they could do is give us something.” She ceased prodding the unconscious thug and rose to her feet, stretching nonchalantly before accepting the swords. The lass held them carefully, taking the time to properly examine the glossy lacquered designs on the sheathes of the sword. The swords really would fetch a lot of money on the black market, but the likelihood of getting stabbed in the back seemed astronomically high. Unless you were a master swordsman, the fame and legacy surrounding the blades made them more trouble than they were worth. “I wonder who they were planning on fencing this to, ” she wondered out loud before noticing that Raphael had towed the ship back.
Carina climbed back onto the ship and handed over the swords to Raphael before hearing a commotion and several shouts, prompting her to rush to the railing in order to watch as the small island town began to grow smaller and smaller away. A small crowd milled about the scene of the fight murmuring nervously at the still forms of the the thugs. She snapped her fingers so that any remaining traces of her liquid poison disappeared. She wouldn’t want the civilians slipping in it after-all. Raphael began shouting at them to avoid getting contaminated causing the townsfolk to stand back and nervously run to fetch the village’s doctors and law enforcement.
The pirate captain quickly lost interest and grabbed an apple from one of the trees and munched into it thoughtfully as she considered a name for her crew of 1. It had to be a good name and preferably something acknowledging her first-mate since it might only be them for a while. She pondered the conundrum for a while before going over to her bags and finding the scrap of black cloth she had purchased. The King’s crew had been named by marines describing their Jolly Roger, right? Using a basic white fabric paint, she traced out the outline of a pirate skull. Carina stared at the skull wondering what decorations to paint on next. Shit, she really did need to come up with a name before they could be proper pirates.
Another huff, and Carina put the flag in process on hold as she hopped onto one of the stairs’ railing and took another bite out of her sweet apple, making sure to lick up every drop of sugary juice. When her first mate emerged, she agreed with his suggestion to recruit some more pirates. “Alright, let’s go to a new town and find some new shipmates. We could use some more hands so you don’t have to run the whole ship. Also,” the girl began to count on her fingers, “we could use a navigator and a shipwright as well.”
Carina consulted the map, “Well, let’s NOT come back to this island any time soon… Hmn, we could still go recruiting around these northern islands. The King’s navigator came from Cocoyashi, maybe we’ll get lucky and find one for ourselves! Or at least get some good equipment. I bet the town’s gone nuts for navigating! ” The girl winced as soon as she finished her musing as she remembered her first mate’s history. “Erm, if you have… bad history there that you don’t want to revisit I’ll understand that too. It’s out of our way and it’ll take some time but we could try recruiting around the Organ Islands instead.” While she really wanted to go to the historic town, Carina did not want to be the type of captain to pressure her crew to do something without a very good reason.
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“So that the pirate hunters come after me first?” Carina teased, even though she was pretty unconcerned about becoming a target for the World Government. She would defend her crew regardless of who attacked them, but was it cowardly to want to avoid the trouble she could? A sigh escaped her lips, “Well, I guess no one will join my crew until I get a real bounty anyways. Here I go.” The thugs in question growled angrily, “Don’t think we’re just going to lie down and take it, girlie!” They charged her with weapons raised and ready. Carina raised her arms in anticipation dripping gobs of purple noxious ooze at her feet. Once the thugs got in range she made the poison surge forward in an enormous tidal wave of poison. Her enemies fired their firearms futilely at the tidal wave; however the bullets became absorbed and suspended within the viscous liquid.
The young captain gave a toothy grin as the fluid washed over the three guards flooding them with a painful, paralyzing neurotoxin. The thug leader’s face dropped as he saw the sheer ease with which the young lady decimated his guards. “Now hold on for a second, maybe we can work things out.” The leader backed away cautiously, while stealthily reaching for a throwing knife kept in his boot. His large feet made a soft splashing noise as he stepped in a puddle of poisonous goo. “What the-” A glance down at his feet showed that he was completely surrounded by poison. Carina’s grin widened as she flicked hand at the thug leader. The poison settling within the cracks of the floorboards of the dock surged into the sky and then covered the the leader, slamming him down onto the hard ground while seeping into his system by coating his nose and seeping in through his mouth. His legs and arms flailed about as the thug began to have a series of spasms on the ground before falling unconscious.
Carina grinned, “And this round goes to….us!” She turned to Raphael with a triumphant look of victory, ” Hey, we should create a team name! Something awesome so you don’t have to explain who we are to idiots like these all the time. I mean, wow. Those guys really sucked, do you think they have anything interesting on them?” The girl prodded one comatose body with the tip of her boot, listening for any jingling of coins in his pocket. “Also, let’s get out of town in case someone heard the noise!”
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Carina grinned as her first mate threatened the thugs. When he put it like that, they were actually pretty scary! “Haha! Yeah! I’m the most dangerous!” She gleefully coated herself in a thick layer of viscous purple poison and joined the fray as Raphael took advantage of her little distraction to devastate the group of thugs. Turning her attention to where the thugs crowded together to surge upon them en masse, Carina took in a deep breath and began using her “Doku Doku No Chloroform Ball” attack to stop the rush in their tracks. The small purple bubble hit the leading outlaw and popped, spreading toxic gas throughout the whole group. The thugs taking the brunt of the blast promptly fell to the ground unconscious while those behind them tripped over the fallen bodies and then screamed about the burns appearing on their exposed face and arms before succumbing to the poison as well. After this fiasco, the thugs quickly scattered away from the group, taking pot-shots and making sure not to stand too close to one another but now no longer able to attempt to overwhelm the pirates by sheer numbers.
More bubbles of noxious gas fired at the dispersed pirates, and a few more got taken down as Carina’s accuracy started to improve. One thug donning a red bandanna fired a volley of bullets at Raphael and Carina and then stood his ground as the Devil Fruit user promptly targeted him. As soon as he saw the bubble coming towards him, he hurled himself to one side to dodge the attack. The expression on the girl’s face furrowed for a moment as she then cocked her head to the side, causing the bubble to turn and follow the thug. He scrambled to his feet and began to flee the dock, but the bubble continued to track his movements. Carina giggled with amusement watching the older man scurry around before turning to another thug and continuing her assault.
“Are you doing okay, Raphael?” She asked her first-mate, slightly concerned about the bullets. By now there were only a small handful of thugs and the leader. A few more turned tail and fled the combat, their boots stomping through the dark alleyways. Carina casually blew a number of bubbles to pursue the cowardly thugs and then turned to the remaining thug leader with his three guards: muscle-heads each wielding a rifle and enormous clubbing weapons embedded with vicious steel spikes. “Time for something flashy, eh? Do you want to do the honors or should I?” The captain asked Raphael with a cheeky grin.
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Carina’s eyes widened when Raphael told her the swords were the genuine article as opposed to well crafted copies. No wonder they were being followed. Even without being attached to the name of the greatest swordsman ever, just one of the legendary swords could probably sell for millions of berries. She nervously continued eating after Raphael taunted their stalker. Although higher-caliber enemies would pursue them for the swords, the main problem was location. If they decided to attack now in the crowded restaurant there would be little room for her to user her poison abilities without accidentally hitting the other customers or Raphael.
Once they finished their meal, they headed back towards the ship. The sun was just sinking beneath the waves on the horizon and the sky was rapidly becoming dark. They had just made it back to the docks when they saw a large group of thugs and hoodlums milling about around their ship. There were about ten on the docks, and some were brandishing lit torches. Carina noticed the rank smell of some chemical wafting about in the air coming from the ship. She bit her lip trying to place the exact smell but noted the slightly oily sheen glossing the deck of the ship. As soon as the duo became visible, the thugs grinned evilly. The man stalking them in the restaurant calmly caught up to them from behind. “Don’t move,” he hissed in a grimy voice, “We’ve got three rifles trained on each of you,” he threatened with a nod towards his marksmen flunkies crouched on the tiled roof of the nearby warehouse and ship garage with their guns aimed at the pirates. “So don’t try anything tricky. Hand over the swords now or else we’ll blow your heads off. Cooperate and we’ll only burn your ship. Can’t have you two chasing after us once we’re gone.”
Carina stared blankly ahead at the thug threatening them, her gaze seeing right through him as though she were shell-shocked. She was concentrating on silently and subtly emitting a toxic yet colorless gas from her body and directing it towards the riflemen on the roof to choke and blind them. Since she couldn’t physically see where her poison was, the act took more effort to control than her normal purple colored poison mixture.
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“Excellent,” Carina exclaimed at the announcement of dinner time. Strolling along the streets, as the sun began to sink under the town’s tiled roofs, she looked for a restaurant and upon finding one that had no line and looked to be serving decent food she pranced over and secured them a table for two against one of back walls of the establishment. A waiter showed up with two glasses of water and black leather bounded menus for the both of them, looking a little nervous around the oversized man with three swords. The girl quickly scanned through the list of items choosing a dish with plenty of roast vegetables and noodles before snapping shut the small booklet and grinning at Raphael.
“I got a pretty good deal from the jewelry guy today. I think the stuff was actually worth only about 10,000 but I wheedled him out of twice that amount!” The pirate girl grinned at the memory of the vendor dripping with nervous sweat as she haggled him out of his precious gold coins. “So, what’s with the swords? Are you a swordsman too?” Carina leaned around her seat, almost slipping out entirely to get a better look at the three sheaths on Raphael’s hip. She noticed the intricate pattern on the hilt of the brilliant white sheath. “Hey, those look like really high quality copies of the Master’s swords. They even copied his Meito? That must take some skill! Good eye!” At this point, the waiter came back to take both of their orders.
Meanwhile, a few rough looking men swaggered into the restaurant taking a seat in one of the corners. One blonde-haired man with a ragged scar across his nose made sure to constantly keep an eye on the swords at Raphael’s hip. Their remaining companions had already hidden themselves away on the duo’s ship, ready to spring an ambush.
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“Who said I was useless?” Carina asked cheekily, before dragging the bag of loot down into the ship’s hold and stashing her smuggled book somewhere hidden in her quarters while Raphael started a more thorough investigation of the ship. When he came back, they had already set sail to the nearest island. She watched the navy ships warily, but it seems like they weren’t giving any chase, and their brig slipped right past them.
Carina followed a little ways behind Raphael taking her time in really looking around the city. The wanted poster was a little worrying. Hopefully, nobody on the island would recognize Raphael. It’s not that she was worried about having to fight their way off, but it would be a shame to have to wreck the town before getting their goods sold. The wanted poster picture had a pretty detailed portrait of Raphael, but luckily the poster failed to mention his immense size. There were a variety of other wanted posters plastered on the walls, and she quickly took them all to peruse later in search for a big-name pirate to take down. A so-called gang of “Shadow Pirates” seemed to be called to the front of marine attention with Raphael close behind. To Carina’ surprise, she had her own wanted poster. The drawing was the same one she had to sit for upon joining up with the marines and featured her still in the uniform. Her eyes widened at her bounty listed. 150 Beri!!?
She stashed the papers in the knapsack she liked to wear when exploring in the town, and rushed over to the nearest vendor, a food merchant. “Hey! Hey, mister! What can I buy for 150 Beri?” The man gave her a strange look and then began searching through his wares before finally holding up a stick of blue colored rock-candy. Carina gave him an unamused look. “Really? This is it?” The man huffed, losing his patience with the impudent girl. “Yes, now are you going to pay up or run back home, kid?” Carina flushed red with anger and hurriedly handed over the money from the coin pouch she looted from the pirates and snatched the stick out of his hand. She stomped angrily back to Raphael, munching furiously on the candy and continued to look at the different stall-owners.
On the island, Carina started looking for jewelry store or some kind of weapons merchant to fence their stolen good off on. One stall which caught her attention was that of an elderly, pot-bellied man shouting at pedestrians to buy a “nice present to impress a lady”, and displayed a variety of silver and copper pendants and earrings. Carina tugged at the corner of Raphael’s shirt to get his attention, and gave a pointed glance towards the jewelry vendor. “I think I’ll be able to sell some of the gems and accessories I picked up over there. Can you handle finding someone to buy the pistols?”
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Since it seemed Raphael wasn’t going to try and prevent her from looting the sinking ship, Carina immediately used a Venom Road to reach the windows of the captain’s cabin. A well placed gush of corrosive poison ate away at the wood and glass of the window panels. She quickly wormed her way in through the aperture as soon as it was large enough instead of waiting as the poison continued to eat away at the ship and create a bigger hole. Inside the captain’s cabin, the floor pointed down at a steep incline and all of the furniture which was not bolted down to the floor had slid and crashed against the far wall. Shards of broken wood and littered papers covered the floor. Brimming with curiosity, Carina stooped to pick up one of the papers. Her eyes squinted as she struggled to make out the tiny cursive loops of thick black ink and then threw the paper into the air with disgust. Who has time to write this drivel anyway?
Instead, a trunk tossed against the far wall of the room caught her interest. A lock threatened to bar her way so instead Carina simply used her poison to corrode a few panels of wood from the top of the trunk. In addition to a coin purse full of gold and silver coins were a few rare gems and pieces of jewelry likely taken as spoils of war. These all got thrown into her looting bag for later divvying up and pawning for Beri. The trunk also contained a fresh change of clothes for the captain which Carina gleefully ran through, looking for trinkets left in the jacket and pants pockets. She found a few spare sticks of tobacco left in the right pocket but otherwise nothing of interest hidden among the clothes.
“Too bad I never got to meet this captain,” Carina lamented upon pulling out all of the clothes from the sea chest. The outfit was so garish, there was even a fully ornamented captain’s jacket! The young pirate immediately tried on the garment and then let out a joyous laugh when she found herself practically swimming in it. Discarding the jacket, she continued to rummage through the belongings finding a brace of beautifully decorated pistols with pearl inlay among the handles. She suspected that they were primarily ornamental as opposed to functional but placed them in the looting back gingerly nonetheless. There were a few more spare maps which she took in addition to a leather tricorn hat and a beautiful golden astrolabe.
“Hat!” Carina exclaimed with delight upon finding the hat and immediately jammed it onto her head. The hat was too large, so the brim sunk down shadowing her eyes. She giggled with delight for a moment, looking at her reflection around one of the floppy in one of the remaining window panes. Having taken all of the worthwhile treasure from the room, Carina moved on to open the door leading out of the captain’s cabin and into a corridor leading to both the top and lower decks. As she stepped outside, the ship lurched under her feet as the vessel continued to sink into the ocean. Once she regained her balance, Carina made a sharp turn down further into the belly of the ship looking for the hold.
The air was humid, warm and musty in the lower decks. The crew’s sleeping quarters were slowly beginning to take in water. A glance down the stairwell to the hold showed that the hold was close to becoming completely submerged with one noticeable air-pocket by several wooden crates. Humming with curiosity, Carina extended a large trail of venomous poison down through the stairwell into the hold and over towards the air pocket. “Well it seems I can move my poison through the water,” she mused to herself. This discovery prompted a series of questions. If she sent herself through an underwater Venom Road would that count as being submerged by water? Would she make it through the other side or pass out mid-way and drown? As tempting as it was to answer these questions, she turned away and went into the crew’s sleeping quarters. She had no safety net in case she did, in fact collapse midway through the Venom Road. Also, the water was already begin to slowly and silently creep up the stairs while the air pocket diminished with the increasing pressure.
The room was a forest of hammocks slung from all manner of surfaces, crossing each other every which way. There were a few sea-chests or odd trinkets and possessions stashed around the hammocks, which Carina gleefully looted. Although the pirates seemed to have very little in the way of money, small pocket-sized knives, compasses and whittled trinkets seemed to be stashed in nooks and cubby-holes and all sorts of places. There was even a small book which Carina flipped through the slightly damp pages. Her eyes took in the contents of one page before she promptly snapped the cover shut with a muffled noise and slipped the book into the waistband of her pants and under her shirt hoping that it didn’t show too much. There was also a small reed harmonica which would promised excellent fun. Carina promptly produce some pure ethanol to disinfect the musical instrument and then slipped the harmonica into her pants pocket. At this time, a trickle of water had begun to enter the sleeping quarters.
“Time to go!” Carina grinned cheerfully and headed over to the door leading to the stairwell. The water was trickling in faster now and was racing up the stairwell. Giggling happily to herself for her decision to leave while she still could, the young pirate traipsed up the stairs back towards the captain’s room and her point of exit. By this point, the salty water began to slosh about the room and lick at her ankles. She took a moment to take off the tricorn hat and stow it at the bottom of the bag. It was only for special occasions, after-all. Then, as Carina made to leave she noticed her large, partially filled looting bag and the small girl-sized hole in the window she had managed to wiggle in through. “…Drat.” The Devil Fruit user spat more corrosive poison onto the window, tapping her feet impatiently as she waited for it to eat away at the window and wood while the water continued to rise.
Finally, she had a large enough hole to get the bag of money through as well. Choosing a non-corrosive poison to keep the bag intact, Carina created a Venom Road and burst out of the sinking ship and back onto the deck of their own ship. “Bangarang! I got the booty!” She gave a proud grin as she showed off the spoils of war as the captain of her own ship, returning triumphantly.
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Carina smiled at Raphael, grateful that he pulled up the anchor which she had completely forgotten about in the excitement. While he continued to enjoy his meal, she steered their ship towards the rapidly sinking wreckage of the enemy vessel. The finishing blow had cracked the ship in half, causing the bow side to sink to the ocean floor while the stern of the pirate vessel jutted out from beneath the rolling waves. This was an ideal set-up for the windows to the captain’s cabin in the stern were plainly visible and accessible from the outside. She quickly tied off the steering wheel so they would remain moving in the same direction towards the wreckage and then began to quickly scarf down the remainder of her still delicious meal before scurrying around the deck looking for a coil of rope and a bag. “Alright, as the captain I’ll investigate the ship. If anyone comes trying to steal our own ship, just give a shout, okay?” As they drew closer to the wreckage, small bits of flotsam could be seen floating above the waves while any loose valuables the pirate crew had in addition to many of their weapons littered the sea-floor.
“There has to be something good down there, I just know it!” Carina emphasized with a level of enthusiasm akin to that of a child entering an amusement park while she waited for the ship to draw close enough for her to Venom Road her way into the captain’s cabin. -
“No worries, leave it to me!” Carina said with a winning smile as Raphael dove into the water and then turned her attention to the enemy ship. A thunderous roar accompanied a puff of white smoke as three cannonballs raced towards her ship. With a slightly wild grin, the young pirate chewed up a large wad of poison and began to blow some bubbles. Once the iron cannonballs got close, she fired large purple bubbles containing a noxious poison gas. Upon impact, the bubbles burst releasing the gas and dissolving the large projectiles. She could hear the rival crew shout amongst themselves to fire another round so she decided to take the initiative and return fire.
“Doku Doku no Chloroform Ball!” Carina let loose another poisonous bubble of gas towards the ship but frowned when it fell to the ocean waves about halfway away from the ship. The poison dispersed in the air just over the surface of the waves. “Hmnph. Guess my range isn’t that good,” she huffed and then prepared to defend against another onslaught of cannon fire. When this next wave had been successfully deflected, she squinted at the ship and decided to try attacking again. Shooting her poisonous bubbles horizontally like a bullet didn’t have enough range to reach the ship even if it was approaching. Using a Venom Road to clamber onto the crowsnest, Carina decided to fire her next package of poisonous gas at a 45 degree angle towards the ship./Like a bomb, rather than a bullet,/ Carina thought to herself. It would be a less accurate attack, but hopefully would at least reach them.
“Doku Doku no…Ghastly Poison Gas Bomb!” With that announcement, Carina fired off an enormous bubble of poisonous sleeping gas towards the ship. The bubble landed with a crash of waves just to the left of the enemy ship. “Tch,” Carina scoffed angrily at the near miss. At that point, the ship lurched and came to a dead stop before seeming to collapse in on itself. She watched as the pirates began to panic and quickly flee the sinking vessel in tiny dinghies and lifeboats.
“Hey Raphael. Looks like things went well over there.” Another grin split her face, “Maybe they have treasure! Go back to your meal, I’ll turn this ship around and take a looksie!”