[@Shiyonichi][@grandia20][@Crimson Lion]

The purple haired woman's head burst forth from the waves like a whale who was testing its luck and realized all too soon that the full air capacity of its lungs was nowhere near what he had expected it to be.  Face, pale, she sucked  in great heaps of oxygen.  "I'm definitely out of shape."  She shook her head, still breathing hard.  "Note to self, really have to work on my cardio."

"Hmmm?"  Abbygail blinked as she turned her attention to the white haired swordswoman.  It took her a few moments to realize the person in question was actually talking.  So she shook her head and made another mental note to remember not to pay such obvious attention to the woman's thighs.  "Friends?"  She shook her head.  Realization hit.  "Oh them.  None of us, are exactly friends, I guess, but that's probably not important, right? "  She turned her face to the approaching swordsman. "Not long.  One of them's already here."  She paused to listen to the man introduce himself and explain his comrade was on the way, but the man's friend arrived before she could respond.
"You."  Abbygail sighing, and telling herself to count to ten.  "I'm already not a fan of."   

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Before she could continue the men on the boat above them started shouting, briefly, before several men started firing, strangely enough though, none of their shots seemed aimed at the gathering forces beneath them.  

[@Noodles][@KillBox]
One of the legion pirates coughed as the smoke from the destroyed part of the ship choked his lungs.  He pulled up his mask and looked past the quickly approaching pirates, to some other pirates who were making their way to the ship via the sky.  His eyes went wide and he slammed the mask back down over his face.  "Crap!"  He shouted.  "Hey guys, we've got some more of them coming this way."  He pointed at the air.  

"What the hell is that?"

"Not sure who the first one is, but the one with the explosions coming out her ass is the girl with the spear."

"Don't just talk about it.  Fire away.  Anyone who has a rifle, let lose.  We don't want flyers on the ship, or the whole plan'll go to waste. Take them down."

With that a dozen men with rifles lined up on the part of the ship facing the boat, got into a firing position, aimed and let lose their first barrage of bullets.  

[@grandia20][@Crimson Lion][@Shiyonichi]
Abbygail tensed and started submerging beneath the waves, but paused when she noted that their enemies seemed to be firing at the last remaining members of their newly assembled party.  "I guess now's our chance to get on there."  Smiling, she dug her sickle into the side of the boat and began climbing up.  "So let's get to it."