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Fantasy SuperWing Heroes

Looking at Katie " hey are you bored to" with a little kid look on his face trying to start a conversation.
 
Katie gave the guy an unimpressed look. "Not... bored..." She turned away, looking out over the edge of the ship. "Maybe just a little anxious." She rested her palms on the edge and leaned out a bit. "Name's Katie. You?" She stole a glance at him, forcing a bit of a smile in an attempt to seem friendly.


She stretched a little, arching her back and letting off a small groan-sigh. "This ship is amazing..." she muttered, half to the guy and half to herself. "Guess it's not called a 'Super Wing' without reason, huh?"
 
Siting on the edge of the ship with his back against the wall with hood over eyes. "My names Aqua and yeah this ship is pretty amazing" stretching his arms and cracks his knuckles (looks pretty funny because his age and height).
 
"Aqua?" Katie smirked, raising an eyebrow. "Don't tell me you were born with that." She grinned to herself and let out a deep breath, closing her eyes as a soft breeze blew across her face and through her hair. She looked back over at Aqua and made a bit of a face. "And what's with the hood? You some kind of a street thug?" She smirked again. "That's a joke, by the way."
 
Aqua looked up at Katie and said "nope I named myself so people won't know my name even I don't remember my old name" and looks at her and laughs sarcastically saying "no I'm not a street thug I'm the person that always starts fights on this island and why do you think everyone that knows my name on this island is scared of me" looking at her
 
Katie gave him a confused look this time. "Oookaaaaay...." she muttered, turning away a little. "Well, not to burst your bubble or anything, but 'Aqua' doesn't seem like a very threatening name. Maybe you should've gone for 'Blade', or 'Killer', or 'Skull'." She shrugged and smirked at him. "That's me, though, I guess. To each their own."


She raised an eyebrow at him. "Besides, I've never heard of you. And I think street thugs are the people who always start fights..." She rolled her eyes, smirking at him, albeit a little fondly. So maybe this guy wasn't so bad. He wasn't exactly the best at first impressions, but then again, who was? He was growing on her, though she wouldn't be one to admit it.
 
"Hey Aqua/water was the first thing I saw when I woke up 12 years ago so I took it as my name" Aqua looking at her and takes off his hood revealing his Aqua colored hair and his black and blue eyes "and my master liked the name to" looking at her with his mask on "and maybe I am a street thug that you never heard of but I'm still feared by most of the island" while smiling under his mask and snickers.


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"Ah, so you're the kind of amnesiac-can't-remember-jack-squat-about-my-past-for-dramatic-effect kind of guy. Another joins the ranks." She smirked again and leaned against the wall, crossing her legs at the ankle. "Hair's nice. You dye it?" She didn't press about the master thing. That just seemed too personal (and weird) to ask.


"And if you're so 'feared'," she challenged, emphasizing the word 'feared' with air quotes, "how come I've never heard anything about you? Very infamous, that you are." She grinned sarcastically at him.
 
Chyanne looked around the docks seeing if anyone was looking for an assassin or something like it but to no luck she didn't find any. Luckily there was a big sign that said any skill set wanted. "Better than nothing." She let out a bit of a sigh "Guess I should get to it then." She headed that way for a while up until she got to the boarding ramp for the SuperWing 'what the hell kind of name is that, never mind that, what kind of crew is this, all well I'm already here'
 
Connor held his breath when the kid came over, hand outstretched. He didn't want to talk to that one, he had a strange feeling coming off of him. And when he turned around for some unknown reason or another, was when Connor let his breath out. Then he spotted the other old timer. Waving to get his attention, he motions to a spot jext to him, even scooting over a little bit. Finally, someone else that looked like they knew what they were about, unlike these greenhorns who look fresh off their mother's apron strings.
 
Lyon stood limply on the deck, watching his potential crew. Fine start this was, sixty seconds of having a crew and he'd already lost control. "Uh, guys, could you listen for a second?" Lyon said weakly, flicking hair out of his face. "Uhh... Guys?"
 
She walked past the docked and joined the rest of the people waiting to see if there was any kind of orientation but it looked like it was already under way. She just stood as far back as she could but still able to hear the 'captain' try and get everyone's attention, luckily she was already praying attention 'this should be interesting'
 
Connor could barely hear his captain, so who knew if any of the others heard him? Putting a single finger up, saying 'give me a sec', and stood up on his seat, a wooden crate. "Oi! All you greenies clear out yer ears! Yer cap'n got somethin to say!" Finished, he gave a stern look around at the assembled crew, and with a satisfied nod turned his attention to the true captain.
 
Lyon stared at Connor. "Thank you." He whispered. "Okay, my name's Lyon. And in case there's anyone else who's still confused, I'm the captain of this ship. Uh, wait a second" Lyon quickly hoisted himself up onto a crate, having just realised that half of these people were taller than him. Sitting perched on the edge of the crate, he continued. "So, can you guys introduce yourselves to me, one at a time, and then we can get going! If there's enough people, that is."
 
Chyanne looked around to see if anyone else was going to introduce themselves but she went ahead "Well my name is Chyanne, and I'm an assassin for hire, that's all." Her voice was distorted from the gas mask she was wearing.
 
"The name's Charles Horn. I'm a pilot." Charles took the cigarette out of his mouth and blew the smoke in the air "if you want to get this ship going, i'm the man for you." He said, trying to look somewhat professional and what youngsters could call this day 'cool'. The looked around, taking in all of the new faces, mostly of youngsters. He could bet that they all weren't prepared like him, except for the other old guy, he was obviously experienced in whatever he did.
 
Smithy woke up in the back and herd some one yell "I'm up" leaning on the wall bored he took out a cigar with a gold wrapping around it looking for his lighter then sighed and grabbed the candle at his table and lit it then sat it back down and ate the bread that was there joyfully "Just an engineer on a ship" finishing his bread he leaned back in his chair and stared at the door
 
Chyanne walked past Smithy and accidentally smacked the back of his head with her sword hilt not paying attention to how far back he was leaned in his chair. She stopped for a second before looking back at him waiting on him to say something dumb.
 
"Awesome." Lyon grinned. "I was worried about finding a pilot. They can be hard to find. Who else is here?" Lyon looked around, hopping back up on the crate. Wait, had he just used the word "awesome"? Idiot. Just when he needed to be taken seriously... But now there was someone else here. "Hello, what's your name? Actually,wait a second, were you asleep? How did you get here?"
 
Smithy looked at Chyanne and stood up reaching into his third pocket on his right leg and pulled out three cigars same as his with the gold wrapped around it "Care for one?" Looking at Lyon he smirked "I walked, heard this ship needed an engenieer, well now you got one" looking back to Chyanne waiting on her to take one of the cigars
 
She looked at him for a minuet through her gas mask "Why not, we're all going to be on a ship together." She took one and pulled back her hood showing off the long jet black hair she had and pulled off the mask, tossed the cigar in her mouth and lit it with the same candle that smithy had used, took a deep breath in and started blowing a bunch of little rings out of boredom. "Thanks."
 
Katie raised her hand up, a little nervous as she stepped forward. "I'm Katie," she smiled sheepishly. "I'm pretty good with anything as long as it's not fleshy." She pushed a loose strand of dark hair behind her ear, examining the appointed captain.


Nervous. He was obviously nervous. She could almost hear the mental war ravaging on inside his head. No wonder. He barely looked older than a kid, and gee, she thought, highschool must have been the pits for him. She smiled at him, sensing his unease and anxiety, and hoping perhaps to ease it, even by just the tiniest bit.
 
Smithy nodded and put the other two back in his pocket "Second best kind from where I'm from, names smithy"/


Holding out his right hand while wiping out the bread crumbs from his beard with his left the then stared into Chyanee's purple eyes " What do ya do 'round here? Gunslinger?"
 
"Well they are pretty good if you ask me." She spun it around in her fingers a second to knock the ash off the end before taking a couple more hits from the cigar "We like I said just a second ago, I'm an assassin, not a gunslinger, who knows when someone like me will come in handy, some times, all the time, or maybe never. What is it you do old timer, other than be an engineer, black smith maybe?" She looked over for a second before returning her attention back to see if the captain had anything else to say.
 
"To you I'm only in my late twenty's" putting his hands in his pockets and he looked at the captian leaning on the wall and let out a huge puff of smoke grinning then took a wrench out his pocket and tossed it in the air and catching it over and over and over boredly
 

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