((An even better collab post between Nancy and Nancy))

Ann's mind drifted off after Camille had responded. Ann had such a cloistered life that she hardly experienced life outside of a few small towns and Los Angeles, and sitting next to her was a girl, appearing around half the age of Ann, who seemed to have everything. Ann had to admit, she was jealous of that snot-nosed individual but it wasn't near enough to dampen that feeling of camaraderie that Ann was feeling with this girl. Sure, there was Aya, Jake, Owlman, and the many others who Ann had just barely gotten to know over the past week but Ann felt that Camille was more around her age. A certain trust and bond was being built but then agian, they had only just met and Ann wasn't all that ready to open herself up completely.

"No, I've never heard of it." Ann responded to Camille's question of Carcassonne as she passively experimented with the sand and the surf. She was completely unaware that there had been a sound of cannonfire that rang out from someone else on the island. But she definitely heard the next wave of cannonfire. She jumped up on her feet from the fright of a loud volley of bangs. A pirate ship, complete with  a skeletal crew, had begun firing on the beach. Chunks of some type of material came flying towards the beach dwellers and they were hard to track as they flew across the bay. But almost immediately in response, a massive wall of green plant material stretched from behind the all the beach dwellers and quickly tangled itself in a weaved-wall. The speed at which the vine tendrils grew was unbelievable but they grew just in time  to deflect the foam cannon rounds. The rounds smacked against the wall, sticking to it. 

Ann glanced around, curious on who had conjured up such wall and found that a blonde woman was now patting her wall as if it were her child, congratulating it on a solid defense. Ann turned right back around and faced Camille. She took a deep breath as she would probably regret this but she felt like she owed Camille at least one adventure. "I... Think we have our adventure." She said reluctantly.

Before Camille could start her little history lesson about her home town, which would have made her a little too happy for anyone's taste, the combination of events that occured didn't screw up in capturing the kid's attention. Cannons were shot, tentacles were running rampant and a big wall of whatever was formed. This was... AMAZING! Her eyes glittered in awe as she witnessed the developing chaos before her, both hands on her cheek as she contemplated the different initiatives she could take for the heck of it. 

"[b]Oh. My. GOSH! Ann!!!!!!! You are a genius! A new adventure!!!!!![/b]" 

The kid bounced up on her feet, causing an inevitable splash at Ann's direction, and she took the same gloious position as before. But it didn't last as long this time as her expression faded to genuine worry, she didn't want to get shouted at again. 

"[b]Erm... You're actually agreeing with ça, right?[/b]" 

She asked, maintaining her pose but without the extra edge it usually had. 

Ann felt a little elevated after recieving such an exicted praise and a splash from Camille. Maybe it was the elated feeling or maybe it was guilt but she turned to Camille and gave a faint smile. "Yea, I'm agreeing with..." She stopped thought about that weird sound Camille made for a second before shaking it from her mind and simply nodding.

"[b]... OKAY! Let's go then! CHAAAARRRRGE![/b]" 

Camille release her warcry as she sprinted through the agitated sea, her body slowly sinking as she speed deminished greatly. After a few meters of exxcessive splashing she started to swim toward the pirate ship, swimming at a below average speed for the superhuman standards set by pretty much half the cast here. From doggy paddle to front crawl, she never gave up in her endeavor to reach the intimidating ship. The water's current wasn't in her favor either, making this a rather silly attempt altogether. 

"[b]All.. *glooopgloop* most... THERE! *gloopgloop*[/b]"

Her passion and devotion was clearly there, though, but the ship was not. 

Ann hesitate for a moment as she watched Camille charge into the incoming wake, but a few moments of working herself up, she charged in right behind Camille. Ann apparently had to have been a good swimmer in a previous life because her breast stroke had quite a bit of power behind it. She very quickly caught up to Camille and eventually passed the struggling ten-year-old. The churning sea certainly made an attempt to slow Ann down but she had a very deceiving strength to her strokes. She managed to push through and the ship wasn't too far now. She'd call back to Camille but she was too afraid that the pirates were going to gun her down before she even made it.

Camille's relief would come in the form of a giant sea turtle, looking like something straight out of the Jñānarāja, the turtle had a small little island on its back complete with a palm tree and a layer of grass. The turtle had suddenly decided to surface right underneath Camille, forcing her up and out of the ocean completely. It would almost certainly come to Camille as a surprise but with a little bit of investigating, Camille could probably notice a very enthusiastic individual, waving happily back on the beach. "Good luck out there, hun!" The individual shouted as she sat on top of her plant wall.

The turtle would then personally deliver Camille to the ship, just before Ann would reach it.

Camille's face turned red in embarrassment and anger as she was being beaten by her friend despite having a head start. Not matter how much she struggled, she wasn't really an adept of swimming, or running, or anything too physical apart from beating people up. Swallowing her pride, she tripled the effort, but all of it was vain... Until a miracle happened! Camille was on the Zelda: Majora's Mask turtle for some reason, belly flat against the rising Goliath. She stood up, puzzled by the random event, even though it wasn't too extreme compared to everything else. Turning around as she investigated, she noticed a dirty-blonde woman waving. Camille could easily deduce that the tree and the grass on the turtle's back were similar to the wall that was produced earlier, so it must have been that weird lady. 

She waved up, looking over at both sides to see if there wasn't some lame prank being prepared in tandem with this rescue. Once the turtle beat Ann to the finish, Camille stood tall with her arms crossed, giving an air of superiority toward the exerted Ann. 

"Teehee~ Devine qui a gagné?!"

She asked in provocation, a smuggy grin forming on her already annoying face. 

Ann wondered why she was still swimming as hard as she was. She'd just wait for Camillle to charge up the ship first... But much to Ann's surprise, and honestly to her annoyance, Camille rode a giant sea turtle to beat her to the ship. Although Ann couldn't understand the young French girl, everything about her posture gave away her intent. Annoyed, Ann bubbled a curse underneath the water, her face scowled and then raising her mouth above the water, she hollered. "After you then!' Secretly hoping that a pirate would push her off the pirate ship.

Camille looked up, more or less testing the waters for lurking pirates. There didn't seem to be any peering down to her direction so it seemed okay. She ducked for a second, appearing as though she was maybe warming up for something or did an improvised squat exercise, but as she unflexed her legs, a buzzing sound could be heard coming from her being. One second she was on the turtle, the next her feet were on the ship's sail, much higher than what was anticipated. 

"[b]Whew, that was tough![/b]" 

She commented, Ann being left out of the conversation she was having with herself because, well, she was down there. Camille looked around and took notice of the small looking pirates running around in reaction to their assault against the Patel Squid. She signaled the O.K for Ann to come up as no scurvy dog was patroling the more sensitive areas. 

Ann was waiting expectedly as she saw Camille curl up. What on earth was she doing? But Ann would get her answer before she could even voice her question. She appeared to vanish but she might have just moved really, really fast. Ann looked around and noticed a little figure on top of the ship's mast, inside the unmanned crow's nest. She watched as Camille's little head poked out from the crow's nest, sizing up the crew of the ship. Then she gestured to Ann, which probably meant it was time to attack.

Ann reached up and managed to grab hold of a ladder that would be on most wooden ships to allow those that fell off the deck, a way back on the deck. Ann climbed quietly, the butterflies in her stomach fluttered rapidly about as she finally peered onto the deck. 

Skeletons were wandering about. They weren't scary but rather cartoony as they were just bare bones and wore very stereotypical pirate gear. An actual cartoon was with them and finally a man appeared to lead them. Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, she mustered up enough courage to leap up onto the deck and charge. Ann, a small sixteen year old girl, charged a group of skeletons who were milling about a cannon and tried to push one over the railing. To her surprise, the bony figure flew off with such a force that his femur detached.

Shocked, Ann stood there for a moment, mouth agate, before turning to the other two skeletons who appeared equally as shocked. Panic quickly set in and Ann hastily tossed a cannonball, that was lying at her feet, and pelted one of the skeletons right in the skull with it. Comically knocking it from its spinal connection and flying away from the bumbling body.

Surprised by her friend's ability to pretty much beat the shit out of anything, Camille had second thoughts in joining in the fall. After all her aging abilities would be quite boring without flesh on them, they're just break down into a pile of dust. She sat on the crow's nest she had snatched from the crew and used the pair of binoculars set next to her to locate the potential captain of the ship... Well at least she tired, the focus was way too strong and all she could see was a pair of breasts following Ann's movements. They weren't big, but they were a hell of a lot bigger than Camille's. Once again, she blushed in embarrassment, cheeks puffed in denial over her true age. 

The binoculars suffered the price as she dropped the pair from the top of the sail, letting it crash down on a random skull, causing the pirate to fall in a pile of bones. Arms crossed, she took her time in looking for the boss of the archaic rig. She had time to kill and steam to release, so it was all good. 



TL;DR --- Ann and Camille assault a pirate ship. [@Archmage MC] [@RaijinSlayer]