Pirates 3 pt 3
(Characters Princess Ragini N Mohua used courtesy of Eagleton)
I was holding the very lovely Sadie in my arms, wondering how my ship. Would be able to survive adding Sadie, to pirate Megan, Starbear Steph, and the brat sisters Laurie Breeze and Lil Sara. Yet I was pleased to make the attempt.
Michelle had just rounded the corner, slipping off between alley way buildings. When a commotion breaks out, from that direction.
"Promise lass, I will be back for yee." I quickly inform Sadie, before hiding her back, inside the barrel.
Then drawing pistol, and cutlass. I rush ahead.
I soon find Michelle in a pitched battle with two blondes, from the tavern.
The duo, basic tavern wenches, scantilly clad. One was slender, and athletic looking, with subtle curves.
The other buxom, and leaning towards having extra weight, showing in her age. Yet still an attractive woman.
Michelle's clothing, was torn in places, helping to reveal. The brunette beauty, had an even more curvy, and enticing figure. Head to toe, Michelle pleasing in every way.
The beautiful brunette had the more buxom of the blondes gasping for air on her back.
While Michelle and the more slender blonde, tore at each others garments, and flesh. Throwing hard punches.
The blonde on the ground, trying to grab, and immobilize, Michelle's leg. Gaining a nice boot to her bely from Michelle, for her efforts.
I knew Michelle was a pirate, and a stunning woman. Now I could see the lady could handle herself in a fight as well.
She was gaining the upper hand, against her standing opponent. While the other lay curled, and whimpering by her feet, on the ground.
Michelle lands a quick combination of moves. As the other woman jerks, and topples to the ground. Michelle standing fists clenched, ready for more.
"You nasty whore, ruining my working girls." "Guess you will have to work it off on your back." A gruff mans voice speaks. As a long bearded, and large man voices, while stepping out from a doorway.
His attention on Michelle, as the two blondes scoot away, slowly rising, to stand out of the way of fire. None of them yet realizing, someone else had entered the ambush point from behind them.
The blonde duo having taken notice of Michelle. Maybe looking to earn favors or coins. Reporting her to their handler or slave master.
Who figured to rob Michelle, before trying to whore her out. Not knowing how well the lovely brunette could handle herself.
Michelle standing proudly, chest heaving, and partially bared.
As the bearded bully, stands with pistol now focused, and levelled at Michelle's nubile body.
"Give us your coin, and come to my chambers tart, maybe you will live." He says, smiling a gap toothed grin of lust.
"Kaklitch..." The second pistol sounds, as it is cocked, and placed barrel first, against the side of his head.
"Now why do you want to damage a piece of goods like that matey?" I ask, as Michelle smiles, as the blondes turn, eyes widening.
Now they were the ones in the trap.
"Now you low end piece of wharf trash." "Lower yer pistol, before I blow a whole through yer head." "Large enough to sail my ship through." I advise him.
"I can kill her, drop yours and we can talk." The other man counters.
"They call me good time McGinty." "Shall we talk business?" He asks.
Michelle standing tensed yet not moving. Knowing any such motion, could get her shot at this point.
"I've taken a shine to that lass over there." "She has business of mine to tend to, so let her walk, before I burn you down." I reply, nudging his head hard, with my pistol.
"She will die first." McGinty warns.
"Yee spill one drop of her blood." "I will skin you while alive." "Feeding yee a piece at a time to the crabs savvy?" I reply, enjoying his change of body language. The image of his own long suffering demise flashing before his eyes.
McGinty nods, dropping his weapon. "Twas just funning with the lady, I didn't know she was spoken for friend." He answers, trying to show compliance.
"Phoebe, Trixie, leave this woman be." he orders them.
"Now apologize to the lady, you ass." I order.
Michelle saunters closer, as the blondes back off, and McGinty stands smiling back at her.
"No harm done right lady?" He asks hand held out.
"Not yet, you bastard." Michelle replies, before driving her knee up into his groin.
McGinty cries out, before doubling up, while heading to the ground, whimpering, cradling himself.
Michelle stoops to pick a decent sized money pouch out of his coat pocket. "Here figure he owes you this for your beatings." Michelle says, tossing coins towards the blondes. Who gather them up, before rushing away.
Michelle adding the rest, to her gathering finances. "Thanks again, seems like your my guardian angel captain." She says. Michelle not liking being indebted to anyone. Yet for now it was, what it was.
"Just go make ready to take your ship." I reply winking.
Soon as she was gone, I would properly warn McGinty what would happen if he bothered her again. Michelle fought well. Yet a bullet or blade, could turn the tide against any unarmed fighter.
A quick nod of her head, and Michelle was gone. Some new clothes, a few hired crew. Then waiting for the distraction to come.
Sadie was mumbling, as Storm lifts her from the barrel, into his arms again. Her eyes opening slightly, as she smiles up at him.
"Mmmmmm hi sweetie, was it good for you?" She mumbles, before to his surprise. She rises up, to kiss him firmly on the lips. Before snuggling to him, and drifting to sleep again.
"I don't envy yee the headache to soon follow lass." Storm says softly, before carrying her away.
He would leave her sleeping, in a safe place, near the docks. Making sure to gather her up, before heading out.
Storm could just imagine the damage Megan was doing to his stores of rum by now.
This port, soon to be left behind, as he was making enemies fast.
Yet first the aiding of Michelle in taking a ship for herself.
It was later in the day, as Storm saunters along the port byways, to an unpleasant part of the town.
Even being a pirate. Some of the things that went on here, went against his grain.
To his surprise cheers, and noise of possible combat began coming to him. Maybe something to aid in his distraction.
As Storm steps into the opened area of the slave markets.
"Don't let those harlots touch steele Mes amis." A very fanciful looking frenchman says. Watching on, as two dusty skinned beauties, struggle, and fight to reach weapons.
They were trailing ropes, from where they had been bound.
Storm's eyes also taking in some fellow pirates among the crowd. Seafaring pirates, looking to see if shipmates. Were offered as slaves, before heading back to sea.
Men like Rochelle willing to prey upon their own brethren for profit.
The crowd wagering, and calling out to the fighters.
"Time to turn this into a riot." Storm softly says, making his way through the crowd. Properly times words, spoken by the right onlookers.
As fellow pirates soon stand ready to join in. Rochelle spread money, into the right pockets to buy friends.
Yet now Storm had eyes watching, and hands ready to fight as well.
Rochelle was sipping from a expensive looking glass. As Storm slipped close enough to gather some blades.
"Rochelle no matter how you dress it." "A swine is still a swine." Storm calls out, before tossing blades over towards the struggling ladies.
Their eyes take them in, as they clatter to the ground. Eyes finding him, smiles showing on their beautiful faces, as they grasp steele.
"Now it be a fairer fight, don't you think?" I say grinning at him, as he spits out wine, just sipped.
"Kill them, take the loss just finish them!!" Rochelle cries out, as he rises. His face reddening in rage.
Panic moving through the crowd now, as blades clash, fighting erupts in a grander, and louder scale. Pistols being discharged into the air.
The distraction was going very well indeed.
Storm quickly seeing, even though they seemed half starved from captivity. The poorly dressed duo, handled blades expertly.
Still they were outnumbered, and crewman of Rochelle's began trying to track them with pistols.
Storm seeing the frenchman having to many hands close by guarding himself. Began cutting his way towards the dusky skinned beauties.
"AHOYYYYY JOLLY ROGER!!" Storm calls out.
Soon eager pirates begin joining in to the melee. Some enjoying a good fight. While others had friends to free from the slave market. This providing them the best chance to do so.
Now it was a riot indeed.
Michelle smiles, as she motions. Soon with her newly hired crew, they slip onto the ill wind. Freeing the captives still below. The pirates Rochelle knew better than to try and sell at this port. Arming them, and quickly taking the vessel, from the small crew aboard guarding it.
Gun fire from the town, and the rising sounds of chaos.
"The man knows how to make a distraction." Michelle admits, as they hustle Rochelles crew over board.
"The ship is ours captain Michelle." A mate informs her.
"Then lower sails, and lets be away." She orders, most of the captives eager to stay, and set sail out of port.
A few taking chances ashore. Yet Michelle had a full enough crew now.
First they would slip out to sea.
It would take weeks of salt water scrubbing and fair winds. To cleanse the stench of the ship. Yet it was hers now, thanks in major ways to Storm.
Michelle had her father's legacy to try and claim. First she would get her crew properly outfitted and fed.
"Begging yer pardon captain, a matey onshore." "Asked me to give yee this when we made sail." A man says, handing her a letter. Before heading off to ships duties.
Michelle peeks at it, seeing it is from Storm. Having found one of her newly hired crew. He had kept conversation with her in secret.
Later in her cabin, she would find out about the mystery.
For now it just felt wonderful, having the wind in her hair again.
Princess Ragini, and Mohua had almost given up hope. They would die, before serving as common slaves.
Yet fortune seemed to have found them. Just as all looked ill. Someone not only got weapons to them. He was actively fighting his way to their side.
They did not know him, yet he was proving to be an ally.
Things had fallen into an all out battle. Bells began ringning out, and troops began making the scene from the better parts of town.
Rifles begin firing into the sky, as kings soldiers began quieting things, and restoring order.
Savvy pirates silently sneaking compatriots away, that had been captive.
As an officer begins yelling for order.
Rochelle struts forward, "That man tried stealing my property." He accuses, pointing to Storm. Now standing by the princesses.
The officer gives the french man a distasteful look. "Yes I do know who you are sir." He states, showing he did not care for the man or his line of work.
"Is this true?" The officer asks Storm.
"My pardon captain, we just got caught up haggling for fair price." I reply calmly, and respectfully. It could not hurt, having this man on my side.
"Is this true Rochelle?" The military man asks.
"You wish to buy them both?" Rochelle fires my way.
"Aye, here be my coin." I answer tossing a very small coin pouch his way.
Rochelle's face hardens, at the weight of the small pouch. Yet also knowing not all in power favored him or his trade.
At times small profit, was welcome over no profit.
"There you see, we can be civilized." "Those two more trouble than they are worth, take them from my sight." He says, pocketing the pouch.
"Sir may I ask when you will be leaving port?" The captain asks Storm.
Just as the first shouts of ship theft begin coming to his ears. Michelle had gotten away!!
Now to use his own to hamper any chase attempts, trying to leave the harbor. He had to get to sea before them, and innocently get in their way.
"Just need to gather my effects, than I am gone captain." I reply.
The two ladies joining me, after he dismisses us to further discuss the scene with Rochelle.
Once we are out of view. The ladies confront me.
"We owe you debt, yet will not work as harem girls." Ragini states calmly.
"Yee be free, and open to join my crew, but we need to leave now." Storm states in reply.
"Then our blades will be lifted for you, as our captain for now." She replies, as again things sound like more trouble brewing.
"Need to get someting else, then we need to get crew on board and cast off." Storm answers back.
Ragini, and Mohua exchanging glances. Before nodding heads, and following him. Baldes in hand, eyes watching carefully.
"You came back for your Sadie-kins!!" Sadie cries out, leaping into his arms, as he retrieves the pretty sandy haired blonde.
"Ummmmm Pssst who are the party poopers?" She asks seeing the lovely, yet deadly duo now with Storm.
Storm had left her to recover in safe hands. Warning of terrible vengeance if harm came to her.
During the hours he had been getting ready to aid Michelle's escape.
Food had been forced into her, and she had been very sick.
"Owwww.. head... owww hurts a lot, need something to drink." Sadie ads.
She had some sleep, some food, and some panic. Sadie worried she had been left ashore by both Michelle and Storm.
It would take another night, and some of the day. Before she would feel right again.
Yet for now Sadie could enjoy. The warm glow she felt deep inside. As Storm honored his promise, and came back for her.
"No time to chat lass, we are heading out to sea." Storm informs her, as she gathers her few meager things.
Then they head for the docks, and the BloodStorm. Not aware of the antics happening currently on board.
LexiBabes heart was hammering, inside of her chest. The stunning, dark haired beauty had escaped.
Lexi had been part of the crew on the Princess Mila's Revenge.
Yet when they made port, they had been betrayed. Captain Milla Jovovich, and most of the crew taken captive while on leave.
Lexi herself barely escaping. After being attacked by another woman, at a tavern.
Lexi was very smart. Soon piecing together a few more things.
Milla had become suspicious of a few things going on, in these waters.
She had shared some things with Lexi.
Now Lexi had just a few priorities. Escape the port, and with Milla's wishes. Locate and seek aid from pirate captain Storm.
