The Ultimate Organization II

Vexneah murmured something to herself as she watched the ambush on the Dutchman, keeping her head low and squinting her eyes, trying hard to stay alert and not get distracted. If by slim circumstance any of the grotesque members of Davy Jones' crew made it onto the ship, she would be ready. Her back ached a bit from carrying heavy cannon balls, which she'd already loaded into the nearby cannons with much strain. Albeit Vexneah was almost positive that no one would need her help, luck always blessed the prepared...

 

Geryl appeared behind her. Hi there. He said leaning against a cannon.

 

Pummeling the nearby soldiers, and tossing them overboard, Xegreny retreated to the back of the ship, when he found himself in pursuit by the entire crew, and it's captain. Beating back the immediate soldiers, he muttered, "Well.. I've probably been stuck in worse situations."

 

Her concentration abruptly interrupted, Vexneah quickly jumped up and summoned her shield in a flash, prepared to face the enemy. But it was just Geryl. "Oh... H-Hi..." she smiled nervously. "Sorry. I thought you were one of them. You're gonna give me a heart attack one day... Metaphorically speaking."

 

Hey don't blame me. It was their idea that they want me to protect you whenever you get kidnapped. He said and stoop us straight his wings sretching.

 

Ripping a fence post off the railing, Xegreny brandished it, like a half-sword half-club."Incapacitating" most of the regular soldiers, he faced death itself now. "Just you and me, now, squiddy!" he said, confidently.

 

"I thought it was just for that one time..." Vexneah pouted, slumping back down to her earlier position, her shield hitting the ground with a clunk. "Hmph. Like I need a babysitter!" she thought out loud.

 

Like I need to be a babysitter. He said and sighed. I was expecting only that time also but guess not. He added and looked at teh feather he was holding up.

 

OOC: Could someone take control of Jones for me? ._.

It'll make the fight more.. uh.. of a fight that way. XD

BIC: "So, Jones. Who's got their hands on your Heart nowadays? The U.P.A? Or someone else?" Xegreny said, in mock conversation.

 

"Glad I rank below a feather." Vexneah smirked, noticing Geryl looking at his feather when, or so she thought, his job was to watch her. "Y'know, you're probably better off helping the others fight those pirates. You could tickle them all to death with your feathers." she stifled a laugh.

OOC: I'll give it a try, Xeg. For now, anyway.

BIC: Jones didn't hear Xegreny enter, as he was playing an organ rather loudly, although the tune was somewhat sorrowful...

 

OOC: I guess I can. So for Jones, I just plunder and pillage?

Geryl didn't laugh as teh feather just was there between his fingers white from teh cloudy night.

 

Whistling, he said genuinely, "Wow, nice organ. Though, it'd be nicer if you played a happier song." Hopefully, he won't turn around and try to kill me with that claw hand of his. He'd much rather have Xardius do all this "fighting death" bit. I mean, the guy was invincible. And even if he died, he'd just come back again, by some time paradox. But, he got the short-stick this time around.

 

Xane swam up to the ship as the others arrived to do battle. Attacking a few of the fish-people, he reached the others.

 

Davy Jones stopped playing immediatley, slowly turning around to face his intruders. The air in the room became tense and hostile. Although it was hard to see through his tentacled face, he was glowering. "Who might ye be?" he hissed under his breath.

OOC: Just so you know... Me + pirate speak = PHAIL

 

Geryl turned to teh cannons. Shouldn't you be firing them? He asked Vex.

OOC: -_-;;

 

"Xegreny Meion. Number Nine of the Ultimate Organization. But seriously, if the U.P.A. stole your heart or whatever, tell us where it is, we'll go get it. We have no interest in controlling you or this world. We only boarded d your ship, because we were attacked by a U.P.A member, claiming to be aligned with you." Xegreny said, trying to negotiate a truce, or peace, or something like that.

 

Vexneah shook her head. "Last time I suggested firing these things, it was a stupid idea, 'cause we didn't know if there was anything worth saving at the time. Same situation now. If I ever open fire, it'll be on a signal. For now, I'm trusting the others."

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Jones was still scowling at him suspiciously, but his expression was also thoughtful. "Aye, they have my heart. I don't know where it is." he grunted angrily. "If what ye say is true, bring me my heart." he demanded.

 

Xane watched as the squid-like captain of the Dutchman turned to face Xegreny. The god Wukong watched silently atop the Crow's nest, as well.

 

Geryl stood there silent and sighed as he sat down and looked at The Flying Dutchmen.

 

"Alrighty! One stolen heart, coming right up!" Xegreny said, leaving the room. As soon as he was out of sight, and too far away for even the Dutchman to hear, he let out a huge sigh of relief. He wasn't sure how to kill something immortal. Calling Xane on his cellphone, he said into the speaker, "Hey, do you know where to find the Dutchman's heart? He says the U.P.A. stole it."