[h3][color=fff200]"Wee-Hee-Hee-Hee! Somebody's standing up to the Silver Slugs!"[/color][/h3]

Came a voice from inside the ship that was impossible to ignore as Zypha safely landed on the vessel.  Zypha's face twitched a little as she looked at the enemy crew.  [color=662d91]"Please tell me you aren't really called the Silver Slugs.  Like really?  Like me commend you captain on his naming sense."[/color]  She would have started a slow clap if she weren't in combat and needing to hold onto her weapons.

One random crewman looked slightly embarrassed but the rest were too busy following their captain's order to start firing at her and Abigail.  Zypha dove to the deck as bullets wizzed overhead and scrambled to take some cover so she could find the right timing to attack.  Meanwhile she got to witness her crewmate go airborne as she started her assault, but she kind of miffed the landing and rolled into one of the pirates.

[color=662d91]"Well that's one way to fly into action."[/color]  She mused before detaching a scythe, checking its balance, and then flinging the scythe from its handle like a boom-a-rang.  She had been working on the balance for quite some time and while it still it wouldn't exactly come back like a boom-a-rang, it still made for a decent projectile weapon that could curve in midflight.  She aimed it at one of the pirates aiming for Abigail, gritted her teeth as a bullet grazed her shoulder, and took cover again, waiting to hear the sound of the scythe hitting home.