Cadivier's Scourge

[C H E Y E N N E]

ooc;; Oh fuck, seriously? I'm sorry.

bic;; "I..." Ashley choked off, his eyes clouding as he let go of the halberd and stepped back, looking torn.
Elizabeth shook her head. "We're not married anymore, Ashley."
Ashley looked at her levelly for a moment before nodding minutely. He turned back to the pirates. "I'm following."

[Rogue of Night]

ooc: You didn't know. But seriously she's really annoying.

bic: "Che. No more momentary hesitations, got it? The captain is impartial to them," Merrina announced, leading the way after the others.

Sivatul and Selviana carried the instrument aboard the ship, Blake staring with wide, awe-filled eyes as it was pulled into the cabin Foriden had given her many years prior.
"That's...for me...?"
Foriden, now at her side, nodded. "It will keep you happy."
Blake moved away from him, following the pirates and the instrument, her fingers itching to play.

[C H E Y E N N E]

ooc;; The OC...? What was the pairing, da?"

bic;; Ashley looked at it, his piano (he refused to think of it otherwise), with the genuine ivory keys and the polished black surface, with the edges laced in gold...
Violet eyes snapped, almost feral, before the aristocrat got his temper under control.

[Rogue of Night]

ooc: OC = Original Character (just making sure we're on the same page....)

bic: "Who is this?" Foriden demanded levelly.
"The former owner of the piano," Merrina answered.
Blake stopped immediately, scowling as she whirled around to face the others. "You stole it then?!"
Amelia nodded. "Of course we did."
"Why?"
"The Captain told us to."
Blake shifted her glare to Foriden. "I don't know why you're still playing this game, but stealing a piano for me is not acceptable."
"We are pirates, sister," Foriden told her calmly. "We pilfer and pillage, take what we want with no regrets. Have you been so forlorn that you would have forgotten this?"
Blake didn't answer.
"I warned you," Charlie whispered to her as he passed.
Blake glared after him.
Foriden shook his head as he returned his attention back to the others. "Bring him to my cabin. Tenaiya, take hold of this man."
The brown-haired woman obliged, grabbing his wrists while the others went about their own business.

[C H E Y E N N E]

ooc;; Da ^^
AUGH
OH GOD
THIS MAKES NO SENSE
*shuts down her other tab with a shiver*

bic;; Ashley started lightly, his light frame making it so that his whole body jerked with the sudden movement. Really, the thought of him fighting was almost amusing - shooting, well, it was hard to tell.

[Rogue of Night]

ooc: ...?

bic: Foriden opened the door, entering the small space without a word. It was reasonably crowded, what with a bed, desk and chair, coat rack, countless other furnishings, a table for the maps, a few containers of loot...typical of a pirate Captain.
Tenaiya closed the door once they had entered as well, releasing Ashley so he could wander around freely.
"Give it up," Foriden told him simply, meaning the piano. "It belongs to Blake now."

[C H E Y E N N E]

ooc;; ... Oh, now I'm kind of... really... sad...
Damnit, America! You made England cry! FFFT GO AFTER HIM YOU TWAT.

bic;; Ashley whirled around. "No," he said, his voice sounding stronger than he felt. "I do not care if you are pirates - that piano is mine." With each word, his spine grew stiffer, the mask of a nobleman asserting itself until it became the dominant element in his personality. "That piano has more worth to me than my entire fortune."

[Rogue of Night]

ooc: -sweat drop-

bic: "Then it is simple. You will die, thus giving her the piano willingly. No one will know until it is too late, and we are halfway across the world," Foriden stated rather ruthlessly.
Tenaiya just stood at the door, watching calmly.
And then, there was music. Nothing elaborate or even beautiful, but it was music all the same, and it was that coming from a piano - THE piano.
Foriden sighed, closing his eyes a brief moment.
"She sounds unhappy, sir," Tenaiya exclaimed.
"Yes, I can hear that," the Captain replied.

[C H E Y E N N E]

ooc;; Also, dude, high school wrestling = porno with unitards.
Yeah.
MY BRAIN.
AUGH.
NEED. BRAIN BLEACH.

Also, whoa, Ashley really loves his piano. I'm scaring myself.

bic;; Ashley ground his teeth, shutting his eyes. His piano. His hands gripped his elbow tightly, almost cutting off the circulation, at least to certain parts of his arm.

[Rogue of Night]

ooc: ...
-hands brain bleach-

bic: Foriden moved toward the door, uttering something incomprehensible to Tenaiya before vacating the cabin. He promptly disappeared into the one directly across the deck, and the music ceased immediately.
Tenaiya grabbed Ashley's arm, dragging him out in the open. It was then revealed that the ship was moving, and that the town of Dalian was moving farther from them.
"What can you do besides play music?" the brunette demanded, giving him a harsh glare.

[C H E Y E N N E]

ooc;; Oh God, I love you so much for this.
*bleaches her brain* It should be illegal, you know. Very much illegal.

bic;; Ashley watched Dalian disappear behind him, unable to contain his shock at seeing his home for the past two years disappearing behind him. He willed himself to concentrate as the numbness tore through his body.
God, he was so bloody pathetic at times like this. Velten would have scowled and ranted about it for days.
"You know I can play. I can handle a rifle... relatively. I can also cook. Velten was always better at first aid, but if needed I can do that as well. I can also read and write."

[Rogue of Night]

ooc: Glad to hear it.
If I knew what you were talking about, maybe I would agree -shrug-
Don't know if I want to know though....

bic: Tenaiya contemplated this before giving a fierce nod. "Then you will be our new cook. Any complaints, and I'll throw you in the brig." She pulled him toward a flight of stairs close to the other cabin, and promptly went below deck. She showed him around the kitchen, where everything was, and then left him to do what he wanted.
Shouting could be heard topside.
"Take it back!"
"I got it to make you happy, Blake," came Foriden's smooth voice. He obviously wasn't shouting.
"A damn piano will not make me happy!"
"Playing it brings back memories, does it not?"
"Yes, but I don't want memories!"
"Then what do you want?"
Silence.
"Sir, we should leave her alone."
"Not now, Tenaiya."
Silence.
"Blake, what is it you want? Name it, and I will get it for you."
"..."
"..."
"I..."
"Go on."
"I...want...."
"Yes?"
"I WANT HIM BACK, DAMNIT!"
Slam!
Foriden could be heard sighing, though in the next moment, he was barking out orders to his crew.

[C H E Y E N N E]

ooc;; WHAT KIND OF NAME IS "Eric Griffin" for a RUSSIAN?!
*shoots fanfic writer*

[C H E Y E N N E]

Ashley listened to the commotion upstairs before moving over to sit on the small cot. From within his coat he removed a small book, lightly flipping through the pages. He remembered writing in another book, identical with its cover, when he was young - after he had been beaten in another fight, and Velten had carried him home once again, shouting all the way as child!Ashley smiled naively.
When he moved, the piano had been the only thing he took with him, against the wishes of his parents and the rest of his family.

[Rogue of Night]

It was nearing mealtime, and when Merrina entered the galley, she frowned. "You have been told to start meal preparations. If you need an assistant, Tenaiya gave strict orders for you to tell her so."
And with that, she was gone.