Posted 23 February 2009 - 08:38 PM
An eerie silence hung over the ship, as you look down from your perch upon the rigging. A large black shapes moves slowly in the night.
A shadow detaches itself from the wall, and slips down, where the whispered conversation sinks through the drunken fog and into your brain.
"So, at last I meet you, my nemesis"
The first shape says nothing. There is silence for a moment, and the flciker of a frown can be seen upon the cultured features of the assassin.
"Do you have nothing to say to me? No final words? So like the others. Fools" the word is laden with contempt.
Still the cloaked figure faces the back of the pirate.
"Do you not dare face me, coward?!" The whisper raises to a shout, but no one pays it any heed. Drunken shouting is common, aboard this particular ship. Even so, the ninja is careful to hush his voice, as he speaks his next, venom filled words.
"So be it. I will look into your eyes as you die, scum, and see your fear, your fear that paralyses you, even now. The stench of it is thick on you."
A knife is raised high in the night.
The figure, with his other hand, grabs what seems to be the shoulder of the pirate. It is oddly cold, a thought that drifts through the back of his mind briefly before dissapearing.
The man stares into the face of his prey.
Except his prey is not a pirate.
His prey is a thirty pound cannon.
A defeaning crash rips through the serenity of the ship. Even the most drunken of pirates are roused, and stumble blindly onto the deck.
Their is a look of sheer astonishment on the face of the man who seems to hang there for a moment, before tumbling down into the icy water. A monkey pauses to look, and chuckles silently to himself, before returning to his business with a spare wooden leg.
The silence returns, reigning over the cold night. Smoke billows across the gentle waves, and for but a moment, it seems to form a word which pauses in the air, as it dissipates under the soft push of the wind.
Wtfpwned...
And then it is gone.
Just a quick effort, im sure someone else can do better, if you don't like, don't use.
Cougar said:
Grief, FFS will you do something with your sig, it's bloody awful
worry said:
Grief is right (until we abolish capitalism).