At first the spout moved right towards the ship. But that only lasted for seconds, before it started to move to the starboard side. And then it kept on moving in that direction. The winds were picking up even more, as they were still getting closer to the waterspout. People started to just hold on to anything they could, as with these winds it was close to impossible to keep on working. Then at the 100 meter mark the giant funnel started to move away from the ship. "Hah! I was right!" Ceres exclaimed, even though no one could hear her at this point. She then turned her gaze to Octavius, a sly grin on her lips. Almost as if she was telling him 'I told you so.'
After another minute or two of holding on for dear life, the worst of it was over. The waterspout had moved away far enough that the winds didn't bother them any more. Now it was just a regular storm again. The sailors all got down from the masts, trying to figure out if Ceres was either mad or a genius. Probably more mad than genius in her case. But they had survived, and compared to the wind of the waterspout, the current wind felt like a breeze to them. That just left the waves and the pouring rain, but rather than being nervous, the sailors looked focused to get out of the rest of the storm alive as well.
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I have been actively roleplaying for around 18 years now, since age 15. Which, as you might have guessed, makes me 33. I've done most of my rping on forums, averaging 2 to 4 paragraphs. Though I also LARP, and have played D&D for about 17 years. Real life has become a larger part of my life though, so my activity has lessened. Even so, I don't think I'll ever stop rping. :)
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The winds were picking up, and the waves were quickly getting higher. It wouldn't take long for this windy rain to turn into a full-blown storm. Yet all Ceres did was to chuckle loudly, her sounding excited rather than anxious. "Captain Cuttlam, you came to join us after all!" The woman yelled. "It seems our luck is being put to the test already! Good thing I've always been lucky!" Ceres turned the helm to the left to diagonally break through the waves. She seemed rather focused for someone whom had probably drank half a barrel of beer just moments ago. For her it was a matter of experience. Both in drinking and in sailing. Actually being the one standing at the helm was a new one though.
The storm came only minutes later. Thick, dark clouds. The wind was strong enough to blow you off of the ship entirely. Which was soon demonstrated by one of the sailors climbing the ropes, being lifted up and ending a foot or two from the boat in the water. "And this is why I don't like these weaklings." Ceres grumbled to herself. After all, what proper sailor or pirate couldn't handle a little storm after a few drinks? Yet the worst was still to come. About 20 minutes into the storm something happened that even got Ceres a little nervous. A massive water spout was forming about 300 meters away from the port side. "Now that's a challenge. Even for luck..." The woman muttered, quickly turning the ship into the exact same direction as where the waterspout was forming. It was maybe a 50/50 chance, but from what she could see in the clouds, it looked like it would move from left to right. Still though, if she was wrong... "My luck against nature...let's see who wins." She mused, grinning a little again.
(It's shitty, yea. But hey, you can't just have awesome superpowers right? No fun in that...there has to be a weakness. :) )
The storm came only minutes later. Thick, dark clouds. The wind was strong enough to blow you off of the ship entirely. Which was soon demonstrated by one of the sailors climbing the ropes, being lifted up and ending a foot or two from the boat in the water. "And this is why I don't like these weaklings." Ceres grumbled to herself. After all, what proper sailor or pirate couldn't handle a little storm after a few drinks? Yet the worst was still to come. About 20 minutes into the storm something happened that even got Ceres a little nervous. A massive water spout was forming about 300 meters away from the port side. "Now that's a challenge. Even for luck..." The woman muttered, quickly turning the ship into the exact same direction as where the waterspout was forming. It was maybe a 50/50 chance, but from what she could see in the clouds, it looked like it would move from left to right. Still though, if she was wrong... "My luck against nature...let's see who wins." She mused, grinning a little again.
(It's shitty, yea. But hey, you can't just have awesome superpowers right? No fun in that...there has to be a weakness. :) )
(Yea, complete with the vast difference in power between her and the other sailors. :P Also, you can't use your devil fruit powers under water...did I forget to mention that?)
The sailors were all for celebration. Or rather, the drinking part that came with it. Several men quickly went downstairs to start noting down all of the inventory, while Octavius decided to do his own thing. Something with the swivel guns. He looked like he knew what he was doing so Ceres just let him be. She in turn took herself on a tour of the whole ship, figuring that now was as good a time as any to get to know this ship a little better. After about half an hour she was done. So it was time to get a party started, while keeping an eye on the wheel of course. And a party it was, with Ceres out-drinking everyone else almost two to one. Despite her slender and young looking body she could actually hold her liquor better than most men.
The party went on until dusk came, with a second barrel being opened halfway through. By then i had gotten quite cloudy. And now it was even starting to rain a little. "Ah crap..." Ceres mused, feeling quite tipsy by then. "Seems the party's over boys! All hands on deck, storm's a comin'!" Several sailors were too drunk to get up, and were instead quickly carried into the hold. There were still plenty left though. "Reef those sails and prepare for a storm!" Ceres commanded, having noticed that the clouds looked awfully dark and were moving faster than with normal rain clouds.
The sailors were all for celebration. Or rather, the drinking part that came with it. Several men quickly went downstairs to start noting down all of the inventory, while Octavius decided to do his own thing. Something with the swivel guns. He looked like he knew what he was doing so Ceres just let him be. She in turn took herself on a tour of the whole ship, figuring that now was as good a time as any to get to know this ship a little better. After about half an hour she was done. So it was time to get a party started, while keeping an eye on the wheel of course. And a party it was, with Ceres out-drinking everyone else almost two to one. Despite her slender and young looking body she could actually hold her liquor better than most men.
The party went on until dusk came, with a second barrel being opened halfway through. By then i had gotten quite cloudy. And now it was even starting to rain a little. "Ah crap..." Ceres mused, feeling quite tipsy by then. "Seems the party's over boys! All hands on deck, storm's a comin'!" Several sailors were too drunk to get up, and were instead quickly carried into the hold. There were still plenty left though. "Reef those sails and prepare for a storm!" Ceres commanded, having noticed that the clouds looked awfully dark and were moving faster than with normal rain clouds.
Are you still there? :o
Are you still there? ;o
Ceres shrugged, moving to take over the wheel from Octavius. A captain should either sail themselves or have their first mate do it after all. She was terrible at finding her way, but she at least knew what island she wanted to go to and how to get there, even if it had taken several days of planning so she was sure she knew where to do. "I'm not expecting anything in return you know. Well, okay, there's one thing. I'd appreciate it if you didn't attack me if we ever met again after this. If I don't get in your way of course." A deal that was heavily in Octavius' favour. It was basically just a truce. And he would get cargo worth a thousand or two gold pieces in return. Plenty to pay for crew and get things started with his own ship. "Anyway, if you change your mind before we leave, you know where to find me."
What Octavius did next was up to him. She had never been a captain before, but knew that a true captain only wanted to give orders, not take them. And if the stories were true, Octavius was a true pirate captain. So unless he was needed, he would be treated as a guest on her ship, rather than a part of the crew. After looking at the compass she turned to starboard a bit. Once she was satisfied with their direction she tapped the first sailor that walked past her and put him in front of the wheel. "You're my first mate for now." She spoke with a smile. "Keep the ship heading South-East until I come and take over again." "I'm not your--" The man wanted to protest. He was stopped when Ceres smacked him against his head though. "I'm the captain of this ship. We all want to get to our next destination safely. You're free to follow Captain Cuttlam when we arrive, but right now you're doing as I say." The man was a bit taken aback by Ceres' forcefulness. She didn't have as commanding a presence as Octavius, but it was close enough for the sailor to stop going against her for now.
Ceres in turn made her way to the deck, where some sailors were still working to tie up ropes and the like, though most weren't doing anything at the moment. And who could blame them? The marines were out of sight, and the weather was still pretty nice. The woman then found one of the sailors that had sailed this ship already, and gave him an assignment too. "You. Get another guy and make me a full inventory list of what this ship has. Afterwards, bring the barrel I cracked open already and as many cups and tankards as crewmen. I think we should celebrate Octavius' and my regained freedom~" Booze was there to be drank.
(No cue disaster just yet...but next post it will happen! :P)
What Octavius did next was up to him. She had never been a captain before, but knew that a true captain only wanted to give orders, not take them. And if the stories were true, Octavius was a true pirate captain. So unless he was needed, he would be treated as a guest on her ship, rather than a part of the crew. After looking at the compass she turned to starboard a bit. Once she was satisfied with their direction she tapped the first sailor that walked past her and put him in front of the wheel. "You're my first mate for now." She spoke with a smile. "Keep the ship heading South-East until I come and take over again." "I'm not your--" The man wanted to protest. He was stopped when Ceres smacked him against his head though. "I'm the captain of this ship. We all want to get to our next destination safely. You're free to follow Captain Cuttlam when we arrive, but right now you're doing as I say." The man was a bit taken aback by Ceres' forcefulness. She didn't have as commanding a presence as Octavius, but it was close enough for the sailor to stop going against her for now.
Ceres in turn made her way to the deck, where some sailors were still working to tie up ropes and the like, though most weren't doing anything at the moment. And who could blame them? The marines were out of sight, and the weather was still pretty nice. The woman then found one of the sailors that had sailed this ship already, and gave him an assignment too. "You. Get another guy and make me a full inventory list of what this ship has. Afterwards, bring the barrel I cracked open already and as many cups and tankards as crewmen. I think we should celebrate Octavius' and my regained freedom~" Booze was there to be drank.
(No cue disaster just yet...but next post it will happen! :P)
Haha, no, that'll do. Now at least I have a better idea of what you mean by disaster.
Any idea for a kind of disaster they could encounter? =/
Question...how would they not blame the disaster on her, 'proving' she's bad luck? >.>
As soon as the ship was turned the right way and had some proper distance between the dock and itself, the sails took over. That was probably the fastest disembarkation the marines had ever seen, as Ceres could see most of them looking confused, and some starting to scramble to their own ships. They were too late though. Caravels were made for agility. The larger marine ships wouldn't be able to accelerate enough before they were already out of sight. So Ceres finally let the water go, reforming her arms. And right after that she collapsed, panting softly. She figured that the wave through the street from before had been her limit. But this time she definitely felt even more tired. Was this the limit of her newly found powers then? Or could she go even further...
The crew cheered, both for Ceres and for Octavius. As most of them almost had a heart attack after realizing what was happening. Ships weren't meant to be sailed that way. Yet they had managed to pull this stunt off coming out unharmed. And now that the worst danger was over, and people had stopped panicking, everyone just started to do what was supposed to be done, amidst a few introductions since quite a few people didn't even know each other yet.
They were still sailors, after all. After taking a minute or two of rest, Ceres managed to get up again. She headed for the helm and smiled at Octavius. "So, I think it's time to divide the loot. This ship is carrying quite a few riches you could sell, or use. How does fifty fifty sound?" Technically all of it was hers, as it was her ship's cargo. But she wasn't a pirate for the money, so apart from needing some funds to start her off she didn't care for it really.
The crew cheered, both for Ceres and for Octavius. As most of them almost had a heart attack after realizing what was happening. Ships weren't meant to be sailed that way. Yet they had managed to pull this stunt off coming out unharmed. And now that the worst danger was over, and people had stopped panicking, everyone just started to do what was supposed to be done, amidst a few introductions since quite a few people didn't even know each other yet.
They were still sailors, after all. After taking a minute or two of rest, Ceres managed to get up again. She headed for the helm and smiled at Octavius. "So, I think it's time to divide the loot. This ship is carrying quite a few riches you could sell, or use. How does fifty fifty sound?" Technically all of it was hers, as it was her ship's cargo. But she wasn't a pirate for the money, so apart from needing some funds to start her off she didn't care for it really.
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