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Space Piracy (with Crazycake)

Sedgewick knew two things with absolute certainty. One was that he was incredibly bored.


The Prince was upon a high class vessels of the Casstale armada; supreme spaceships manufactured for luxury and security. They where much like the massive cruise ships, though only for about eight people in total. Eight guests mind you, the amount of workers on board were far too much to keep track of. In absolute seriousness, the abundance was disgusting. So much credits used for so little people. Wick never could understand why being a Royal meant so much to so many.


Either way, he remained in his private room, reading an old book about adventure and tragedy and all sorts of excitement.


Secondly: He was on his way to his grandfathers on Valon-X9 . He would arrive there and begin a tutelage of how to be a ruler of the long line of kings and queens. Although he was prepared to take the title one day, he didn't know why so much fuss was required. The old ways where so slow and difficult, when one could simply download all the files and process them mentally. Old tradition was like pulling teeth.


Regardless- time did indeed pass, and the massive ship docked near the planets moon. It would remain there for the few years the young man had to stay to learn. Simply for the fact that it held all of his medical needs and specific diet. Indeed, life of a royal was pampered, though it was also so very strict. Arriving at the original kingdom of Casstale, Sedgewick underwent all the required meetings and rituals and ceremonies. As night set on his first day, he looked out into the sky. " There must be more for me. . . More for a prince to do...."


@ erikaleeanne
 
Charlie's day was a boring one, although she would never admit it. She had grown tired of her crew; none of them took her seriously, which was not new but extremely annoying all the same. She sol her larger beauty of a vessel to her crew for a heart price. She then used that money to buy a better vessel; a smaller and faster one at that. Now, she sailed along the aura of Valon-X9, as bored as ever.


She peered over the side of the ship, where a large kingdom came to view. Charlie decided then that somewhat of a tour wouldn't hurt. She quickly docked her ship and approached the outskirts of the kingdom. She glanced from shops left to right, contemplating a bit of splurge shopping as the coins loosely strapped to her belt jingled. No, she thought to herself, you don't have a lot of money in the first place. None of that.


Her thoughts drifted to her crew again, and she sighed. She needed adventure. As a pirate, adventure was something that was usually pretty attainable, but she wanted more than that. She wanted to be bewildered for once. She wanted to feel amazed.


Charlie then realized that she was standing at the edge of the kingdom's palace. Engraved into a stone sign near the palace read something along the lines of Casstale. She sighed, thinking of the extravagance that the castle held. Extravagance. Such a nice word on the tongue. Feeling almost as defeated as she had before, she slowly turned away from the palace and began admiring a food kiosk that stood in the market close by.
 
There was a ruckus. Down the way, in a slummy alley just off the market place. A group of rather thuggish men, had a figure whom was wrapped up in various bandages pinned up against a wall. The figure had they're hands up, the one visible eye portraying that they could be smiling from under the various wraps.


" Eye no u tuuk et, ah filty blighta. AWN IT ET!!" The figure seemed to wince, either from the stench of this poorly spoken portly figure, or the fact that he had hardly no actual idea what he'd said. " RIGHT! Right right I... well if you could describe what I did Sir I could- " " IS A WUMEN!!!" Making an audible shocked sound, the wrapped being blinked rapidly, trying to recover. " Uh, yes my apologies.... youuuu....." Rummaging in his pockets of the shambled robe like cloak he wore, he produced a piece of paper that was rolled up. One of the other figures grabbed it and opened the parchment. There was a flash and the paper exploded, sending the being back through the adjoining wall. " Yea- if I was given time, I could have warned hi- her? About that..... "


The remaining two snarled at the figure, who promptly cowered.
 
Charlie heard noises from a not-so-distant alleyway. She turned from the food kiosk and took a few steps to the left, peering downward. She saw a few figures surrounding a smaller figure, who seemed to be cowering. There was crashing and crumbling wall about the ground.


She adjusted the knife strapped to her belt to where it was now behind her back. Charlie couldn't exactly place why she felt the need to help; for all she knew, the attacked figure could've been a mass murderer.


Yet, she quietly made her way down the alley, staying close to the shadows of the wall. When she was about a foot away from the scene, and fully aware of her inconspicuousness, she cleared her throat. "Oi," she said, arms crossed, "You guys are making a lot of noise. What's going on here?"


 
@Crazycake
 
The bandaged figure jumped and yelped, thinking this was yet another brawler come to dish out pain. Covering his face, he was surprised as he was let go from the wall. The two remaining portly figures looked down at this girly, sneering at her. " Eh zit teh ew ,den, eh?" Said the main... individual, wiping their nose against their sleeve.


Slowly tilting to the side, that one visible eye looked to the person, whom soooort of looked like a vagabond. Maybe a high class vagrant. That bandaged head slowly tilted back behind the large figure, as the second being punched it's open fist, running at this stranger with a fist raised high. They where coming right for her. At full speed and everything. which was rather underwhelming since it was clear this person had no dea what they where doing.
 
Charlie, eyebrows raised at the charging figures, quickly hurled herself to the left, where she slid between one of the figure's legs and came out the other side, panting softly. She then practically hopped onto one of the figure's backs, swinging him around by his head to face the other figure. She drew the knife strapped behind her back and knocked the hilt of it against the free-of-woman's-back figure's head. He crumbled to the ground.


Charlie then knocked the hilt of the knife against the other man's temple. He crumbled as well. She then hopped off his back, and planted a foot one's chest, and pointed the tip of her knife at the other. "My god," she muttered, "did no one teach you to respect a lady? No? That's fine; would't expect it, anyway." She turned to the bandaged figure. "You alright..." she eyes him up and down, "Mummy boy?"


 
@Crazycake
 
Having seen the spectacle, the 'mummy boy' shook his head free of the stare he'd been locked in, slowly standing up and dusting himself off. " Well yea, till you showed up. I was doing a thing.... jeeze..." Moving over one of the beings, he laughed loudly. " How pathetic!" The being under the mystery womans heel groaned, causing the figure covered in bandages to jump back against the wall.


Calming down, he rolled his shoulders. " I mean...... Better you get your hands dirty...... then..... me and my... fists... Ahem" Giving a short nod, he started on his way, then stopped as three more of the oversized figures appeared in the alley way. " Hmmmm........" Seeming to stop and think, the odd figure suddenly dashed through the hole in the building next to him. It was connected to an indoor section of the market. " Thanks for the help ladddyyyyyyyyy"
 

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