Scene #7913: Captain Morgan's Revenge

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Midway	Previously... On the Lost Light's bridge, a figure in a ragged black uniform raises one white-gloved hand, "That's more than enough. Take us down and get us out of here." That same hand lifts, pinching the brim of his cap and pulling it down, "It was a miscalculation to engage this force so carelessly." The bridge's lighting turns to crimson alongside the exterior lamps, marked by the ringing of the familiar dive alarm of a far different vessel. When various bridge hands announce the hatches have been dogged on all exterior bulkheads as well as interior bulkheads around damaged sectors, he gestures again and the black-hulled warship takes a sudden dip in the waves. Not quite 'sinking', but submerging in the same controlled manner as a submarine. It suddenly halts with a lurch and a groaning sound from deep below. The captain lifts his gaze to the dive officer, who reacts by twisting the dive plane wheel even harder. The vessel lurches again, the groan of straining Soulsteel growing more pronounced. Eventually, she relents, glancing over her shoulder, "Captain, we can't dive! Something...is obstructing us! It's like we've run aground!" "You have not," a resonant voice echoes within the bridge. The comms officer responds, bringing up a figure on the monitor. Though visibility is poor and the outline is tough to make out in the figure's murky surroundings, the glowing crimson eyes forming wide, perfect circles is unmistakable; an Abyssal Princess. "Your abuse of my territory has grown tiresome. I will no longer permit your utilization as a means of escape. You will win or you will die. There is no other outcome." The image ceases, cut from the other end. Standing from his chair, the captain bites his thumb in thought. Wisps of blue escape his eyes when he at last steps forward, weapons tearing away from their wall mountings to float beside him. Now... On the exterior of the stricken vessel, a gaunt figure in a ragged black uniform emerges on one of the bridge lookout wings, placing one white-gloved hand on the railing and vaulting it effortlessly. He drops to the main deck, both his descent and his landing as silent as a shadow. As he rises from where he landed, he reaches up to tug the brim of his cap down over faintly glowing blue eyes, as an ornate black-bladed sword floats down to hover beside him. The man who can only be assumed to be Captain Keelhaul now waits on the storm-swept deck of the damaged warship Lost Light.
Kukuru	LAST TIME Kukuru, having been thrown into the water at the conclusion of the assault on the ship, got a chance to recover from her wounds somewhat. Seeing a familiar face beneath their target, she gave them a bright smile and a hearty wave without revealing their identity. NOW There's the clang of metal on (probably ghost) metal as Kukuru pulls herself back onto the deck of the Lost Light, digging her claws into its surface to get just enough of a hold to fling herself up the rest of the way. She doesn't address Captain Keelhaul right away, though, as she takes some time to tend to her companions' wounds with the power of her healing tech cloud. It is very convenient for her to not know how any of that stuff works. Only after the healing work is done (or the captain interrupts her) does she finally address him. "Oh... Um. He-llo there. Are you the captain of this spooky boat? If you are, could you please not do the..." She trails off momentarily to gesture around vaguely. "All of this? It'd be super great if you didn't do this stuff. It's really inconvenient and rude, you know? And I bet everyone back home would appreciate it if you worked with them to do their fishing trading stuff instead." She doesn't follow that up with any threats or anything. Kukuru's even holding her claws together at waist level with a hopeful smile plastered on her face.
Arcadia	Without all the anti-aircraft guns firing Arcadia has a pretty easy glide to the battleship now. Though in approaching the stalled craft Arcadia diverges, swooping down to the water, so it takes her a few extra moments to arrive there. When she does it becomes apparent why, as the sphinx sets someone else down on the deck, then assumes her usual hovering stance there with the others. Crosses her arms over her chest, wings still spread behind her and faint glows coming from her arcane thrusters still at the ready. "Yeah, what he said."
Kotone Yamakawa	Kotone Yamakawa had been held up by one thing or another, she's made it by now and can lend her support to delaing with this. Thanks to Arcadia Kotone had a way to get on deck without risking the Bluenose. Something she'll owe Arcadia for. That favour can wait till later as she gets on the deck readying her weapon. It's not the normal SMG no it's some kind of minigun from the looks of it. "Time to deal with this." Said weapon is slowly starting to spin up...
Midway	The Captain lifts one hand, adjusting his white glove at the wrist with his eyes obscured, "I had fully intended to vacate this area. However, that is denied me. Now I've been given a command from a particular representative." His face lifts just enough for one eye to appear beneath the brim of his cap, glowing virulently blue, "Whether it is my carcass heaved overboard or I do the same with yours; it doesn't matter. The Sea demands sacrifice. Who am I to deny her demands?" Without hesitating, he takes one step forward and draws a pistol from within his uniform jacket. The gunshots aren't ordinary; producing a sharp metallic ring in addition to the ordinary explosion of powder. Each of the three rounds leaves a shadow-like tracer in its wake, nearly invisible in the stormy surroundings. His aim is also lower than one might expect. Rather than heads or bodies or even legs; Captain Keelhaul's target is instead the spaces occupied by his assailants' shadows. A gunshot that still hurts the body in the same location it strikes the shadow; but also something that threatens to anchor his victims during flashes of lightning when their shadows become visible.
Kotone Yamakawa	Kotone Yamakawa is indeed spinning her weapon up, yet her experiance has already told her? Something ain't right and starting to move a split second before she might have otherwise? Kotone triggers her thermotpic cloak and is moving the shadow vanishes with that. Still it's a near thing with the shot and she knows she won't be able to use stealth too much. Not has she caught on to the shadow being the thing, she thinks she's just fouled up his aim as she opens up with the old minigun. "We'll have to see about that!" The weapon roars sening rounds at the Captain, however this does give him a damn good idea where Kotone is now.
Arcadia	As soon as a weapon is drawn and beginning to fire Arcadia reacts, her exceptional speed applying to reflexes as well. Magitek thrusters release their stored charge and she bolts from the deck.... only to slam back first into it a moment later as her shadow is shot before she gets high enough to not cast on. "Oof!" She is quick to recover though, bolting back onto her feet. Gives one leg a tug, as if trying to pull it free of mud, but her shadow barely moves in the same way. "Oh, one of those kinds of monsters." She snorts. Must not be the first time she's had to deal with some manner of shadow manipulator. Glyphs cycle around one of her arms as she holds it up and out. "But that wasn't a smart move." Arcadia -hates- having her beloved mobility reduced in some way, any way, and this certainly counts. Hell hath fewer furies than a feline scorned. The arcane rings lock into place as her magitek arsenal syncs, and a burst of shots of arcane energy erupt from her outheld palm in the same manner as some rapid assault weapon might fire.
Kukuru	"Denied? But you can just...?" Kukuru starts, then stops. She strokes her chin briefly, then claps her claws together with another clanging noise and pleasant smile. "O-kay, that's fine, too. You're so thoughtful, so don't worry. We can make it sort of quick!" Despite her boast of a speedy fight, Kukuru's movements continue to be anything but fast when the captain begins the battle. She barely moves when he starts firing, although getting struck by it despite his aim being visibly off catches her by surprise. "Oh? That's a... What happened?" She asks as though she's actually expecting an answer, stumbling briefly while continuing her advance with the blood quickly washing off from the rain before healing back over once more. Her advance continues, and she takes advantage of the bullet spray from Kotone and the energy shots from Arcadia to time her own attack. Once she sees those shots getting closer, Kukuru flings herself forward with her claws to clear the gap between herself and Keelhaul. One claw comes crashing down at him with enough force to sound like she's put everything into it, but it's a feint for her to swing her other claw around from his side to try and literally hurl him into the sea as per his earlier terms.
Midway	Captain Keelhaul snaps his weapon up, giving it a brief moment to shine in the light of a lightning bolt; the body is a bright silvery metal that has a sheen almost akin to the surface of water, while the slide is the same vile, greasy black metal the battleship itself is made of. Small calibur rounds tear into him and he -- makes no move whatsoever to avoid the incoming fire. He braces one foot back, but that's about it. Even when Arcadia's magitech weapon splatters his blood across the deck behind him, the Captain refuses to evade. He does stagger, dropping to one knee, shielding his face with his free hand while magical rounds sear the back of that white glove. Pushing off with his back leg, Keelhaul lurches back to his feet. It's entirely possible he's fallen for the feint; as his intent is clearly to get too close for that overhead swing to be effective. Which ultimately leads to the man being swatted aside with a rather loud sound. That he moved messed up the trajectory, though, and he comes to a stop against the side of one of the Lost Light's main battery turrets. "These wounds..." his voice is low, barely audible above the rain pounding against the deck. Slumped against the oily black steel, he straightens his posture with a series of unhealthy pops and snaps until he's returned to his full stature, "...mean nothing." The sword floating beside him, idle until now, suddenly snaps around and thrusts towards Korone's veiled position as if catapulted from a rifle. He brings his handgun up once more, shadows dancing off the gross metal slide as he fires off another round; this time directly at Kukuru. Stepping away from the metal he had slammed against, his aim jerks aside and up, snapping another shot off at Arcadia as he walks. These rounds curve as they sail, and should they find purchase, release something of a mix between an acid and a poison. "I've already died once," the Captain states evenly, "Killing me again... That's not going to be so easy."
Arcadia	"That just makes it more of a challenge!" Arcadia retorts back. She flicks to the side with her movement, but the sidestep is not as effective as it normally would be as the Captain's shot bends through space to stab into her side. The protective ward her armor produces flickers as it's struck, holding back the arrow but not stopping the concoction that leeches from it. It's simply not designed to filter that sort of attack. She frowns, tail lashing as she's already become rather annoyed at this particular fight's beginning. "We'll just make you wish stayed dead the first time." She activates both arm weapons this time, which shimmer with flickering whisps and sparkles of red-orange as the magitek arsenal system alternates settings. Then ignite as she brings up her arms and unleashes what appear to be crackling arcs of lightning, but when they hit they also create a deep burning sensation from the heat the current generates as well.
Kotone Yamakawa	Kotone Yamakawa isn't about to let up on Keelhaul she knows it would be foolish to do so. This is also in the supernatural range, it could be an issue while they can hurt him can they make him stay down? Oh hell, he's going melee. Melee is a great way to mess with her cutting into her? Also cuts into her cloaking system and there's a flicker. She's far easier to track down now but she is moving fast and she'll keep shooting from the mini-gun, it, however, is running low on Ammo already. Also, these rounds what were they made to take down? Rhinos?! What did she hunt with these? She ain't talking, she is however still shooting and now she's air dashing...?!
Kukuru	"It's tough, isn't it?" Kukuru flinches as she brings a claw up to hold between herself and Keelhaul's handgun, once again inaccurately gauging the trajectory of his attack. The bullet curves around her guard and strikes her square in the side, drawing a pained noise from her as the mixture fights it out inside of her with the nanites that power her healing abilities and causing that flesh to burn and heal over ad nauseam. "It doesn't feel great the first time or any time after that, even if you get used to it. But... That's why you're fighting so hard, isn't it?" Kukuru asks as she starts following the Captain's voice,, one claw still raised to defend her from a direct frontal shot while the other is held up at her side to defend herself from another direction. "Why, though? Um... I mean, why are you out here doing all this stuff? With powers like yours, you could be pretty helpful, y'know?" It seems as though Kukuru's still trying to reason with him (sort of) even while she gets right back to try and kill him again, hurtling upwards abruptly with the force of her claws hitting the deck once again. Instead of falling at him from that dizzying height, though, she disappears into a cloud of darkness that opens up above her, and a similar cloud appears behind the captain. Moments later, Kukuru comes flying out of it from behind the Captain right at him. Her claws reach scrape against the deck as they swing upwards at him, once again with more punching than slashing force and aimed to fling the Captain up into her allies' incoming attacks.
Midway	Captain Keelhaul raises one hand over his face when Arcadia dive-bombs him with magical flame. The wind and rain of the storm might lessen that somewhat, but magical fire is usually quite suited to lingering in environs not usually condusive to burning. The result is a gaunt man in a singed uniform, surrounded by embers suggesting he's still on fire while not visibly so. As if something were ignited beneath his clothes. Not that he seems to care much. He gestures and the sword sweeps back from its attack on Kotone, returning to his side and spinning in place. This deflects a majority of the cyborg's large rounds, with only a a handful striking his body directly. He raises his handgun, barrel still smoking when Kukuru asks him. "Why?" His weapon snaps back and he aims it, "I am the Drowned Soul in the Frozen Depths. I served as first mate under a captain who pursued any frivolous whimsy that crossed their mind. A captain that ignored the mission given to those Chosen as we were." Rearing up to his full height, he glowers at the clawed woman, eyes ablaze with pale blue flame, "I am no longer a creature of life. My existence is death. The death of my masters, who long for it. The death of this world, which rots beneath us. The death of everything and everyone. The end of all things. That is what drives us." Lurching forward, he thrusts his free hand out, "And that woman would abandon this God-given mission to sate her appetites. All I have done after killing her was put us back on our intended path!" Out to sea... The White Dragon, while not participating in the battle on the Lost Light's foredeck, observes at a distance through the storm. A figure dashes past her suddenly and she recoils, planting a foot and shielding her eyes from the rain as she stares after it; a person in a tattered white uniform, one sleeve flapping and empty, racing across the waves as one would across sand. Something dark dances between the figure's fingertips, followed by the clattering of chains as they reel back. On the Lost Light... Lightning strikes, highlighting Captain Keelhaul's battered, enflamed form. Shadows lengthen, deepening around him. The cursed steel of the Lost Light groans in objection but not in strain as that greasy light pools around his feet, puddles of nothingness. Wounds on the world, like blood splattered after a violent murder. Lighting strikes again, amidst the clattering of chains. He meets Kukuru's teleport by whirling around on her, grasping at his sword. Scant centimeters from that cursed steel biting into her, she's launched him skyborne. Satisfyingly, the Captain lets out a surprised, frustrated noise when launched. It doesn't last long. Amidst the clattering of chains, a great black shape meets Captain Keelhaul in midair and immediately slams him into the Lost Light's deck with enough force for the entire ship to lurch violently down into the waves. Water crashes over the bow before the ship rocks back up. The impact creates a downright unholy sound, the ringing of steel and the wailing of countless souls trapped within. The hit was enough to dent that insanely tough hull, and the object that made it is easily made out in the lightning-blasted darkness: An anchor. The chain tied to its shackle is taut, going over the side, and each time the object is tugged against the deck it lets out the most hideous shriek. Keelhaul himself was not utterly crushed by the anchor's impact. Still alive, he lurches back to his feet, bones popping back into place in a process that's...going to take him a minute. Which leaves him open.
Arcadia	The long speech gets Arcadia to roll her eyes behind her visor. "Great," she grumbles, "Boo hoo, I'm dead, life has no meaning, the world only exists to be drowned in darkness and despair and end of all things. Why are the unliving always such nilhists?" And then a massive anchor slams into the deck, with enough force to lurch the ship and leave an obvious impression in it's surface. Arcadia wasn't in the impact zone because of her ranged combat attacks. But the powerful blow creates such a shockwave that it vibrates the air away from it, creating enough of a force to send the lightweight technorganic tumbling across the badly damaged surface, bouncing off damaged plates and smoldering gun remenants, before finally tumbling over the edge. But there's no splash to follow. Not as Arcadia rights herself, ignites her maneuvering thrusters, and launchs herself back up towards the top deck where the battle has been taking case. Though instead of rejoining the position on the deck she hovers just above it, deploying her attack options in formation around her. Then brings her wings forward at her sides as they spread into their energy projector array formations instead. "But fine. If you want the end that badly, we'll happily ablidge!" Bolts of arcane energy erupt from every option and weaponized port Arcadia has deployed. But the barrage doesn't just fire straight down on the Captain. The shots vector and angle mid-air, changing their trajectories to make sure they don't hit any of her allies, while at the same time homing in on the Captain to strike at him from multiple different directions at once!
Kotone Yamakawa	Kotone finds her weapon out of ammo there's a worrying clicking sound as the weapon is empty. She'll banish it back into her matter manipulator. She then pulls another weapon out it's about as big as she is and looks like it could be a rail weapon. "I really should get some rigging." She hears what the Captain has to say. "You could say I'm something like that I'm mostly a ghost in the machine but I have chosen life, not death. I know the reaper can't be stopped. Yet? I'm not going to make it easy for them!" She leaps again evading the attack leaping for the turret she'll level her weapons and line up a shot. Had that hit her? It could have torn a large part out of her body. She then pulls the trigger and there's a BOOSH as a rail round is fired at Keelhaul.
Kukuru	"That's your mission, yeah, but... What do you WANNA do?" Kukuru once again asks the Captain another cautious question, not holding a hint of accusation in her voice. It's more of a sympathetic, almost understanding tone despite her clearly not being intelligent enough to understand much beyond what's being said (and likely projecting way too much of what she wants to think she's hearing). Alas, there's not enough time for her to keep probing as the ship starts going down and Keelhaul is brought back down onto it with that ear-splitting crash. That screeching noise is what gets Kukuru to shiver and buckle again, and it's that moment that the crash knocks her around the ship's deck with a similarly painful crash coming when she slams into the side of the deck and nearly goes falling right off of it again. "Ow ow ow... I-it's not bad to have something you're devoted to, but you gotta... You can't be married to it you know?" Coughing up some blood, Kukuru holds a hand to her face to repair some of the damage to her neck, wincing slightly as she sits up and re-sets some of her own bones. "You need time for yourself, too, so...!" She kips up, then starts jogging towards the recovering Captain. A cloud appears in front of her to shorten the actual running time for her to get to him, but she's traveling in a straight line this time and waiting for the smoke to kick up from the impacts of Arcadia's magical barrage and Kotone's rail round. Once she's in range and the visual effects have reached maximum saturation, she closes her claws around the Captain and... Doesn't squeeze right away. Instead, she leans in close, keeping her voice down away from prying ears while going right back to that gentle smile from earlier. "Captain Keelhaul and his mission are gonna have to die today, but... If /you/ wanna live for yourself, blink twice. I'll take care of the rest after that." She's probably reading way too much into this. Either way, Kukru finally closes her claws in with all of her insane might, closing them in on Captain Keelhaul like hydraulic press.
Midway	Kotone's rail slug punches through Keelhaul's body as he's recovering, causing him to twist unnaturally on half-repaired legs and let out a grint. When Arcadia starts bombarding the deck where he stands, his mostly-intact arm raises to shield his face and hold his hat on, even as his broken body lurches from explosion after magical explosion going off around him. Whatever mystical defenses he had in place at last give in. Kukuru's claws are left a bloody mess. In those last moments, he didn't respond at all. Glowering at her through those burning blue eyes. It seems that little more than spite drives the man, and in this instant, that spite is brought to an end. His mangled corpse collapses, shedding some hideous, corroded light as it drops. Chains rattle and clatter. That godawful anchor lurches slightly where it rests, the chain only going slack when a white-clad figure alights on the Lost Light's railing. She balances briefly, then hops down onto the deck. The anchor's chain snakes to her and disappears into her sleeve-- and, effortlessly, this woman picks up the anchor itself by the shackle with her single remaining arm, hauling the weapon up and resting it over her shoulder. "Did me a right good service, lasses," the woman's mangled drawl is unmistakably 'Pirate'. Those who visited Ryukyuuden on the trail of the Lost Light likely heard Chains Knight talking about her; Captain Mina Morgan. "Here I was comin' out here ta do th' job myself, an' I find a jolly crew's beaten me to it. Least I could do was offer a hand." Her head dips, eyes hidden behind the brim of her ragged cap, "...It's all I've got left, after all."
Arcadia	Wings shift back to behind the sphinx as she sets foot down on the deck, needing to actually disengage her usual hover after that energy expenditure to give everything a chance to recharge a bit. The options remain in formation around her, until the new arrival proves to not be hostile towards them. Then they're recalled and shunted back into whatever subspace she hordes the magitek devices in when not using them. "It needed to be done. They were very much not pleasant at all." ... Oh. OH. She's talking like a pirate. She only has one hand, because the anchor is like her hook. It takes a few moments for Arcadia to get it. Then a few more to keep from chuckling too loudly at the realization because that might come off as rude.
Kukuru	Sadly, Kukuru's misplaced hopes don't lead anywhere, but pop goes the Captain regardless. She doesn't seem too bothered, at least, as she steps back from the corpse to get a better look at the lights coming out of what's left. She's getting ready for another fight, too, when the anchor begins to move, but the arrival of the new figure has Kukuru peering over with that same clueless, wide-eyed stare she usually has on. "The...? Oh, you're the person he was after?" She looks from the corpse pile to Captain Morgan, then back and forth a few times before shrugging lightly and letting her claws rest against the ground. "It was a good job to do, mhm. The people out here needed help, and a fr-" Wait. Nobody else knows who was down there, right? "-esh... Fish." Good save. "Still kinda curious what his job was all about, though." Kukuru just keeps going right on with her train of thought, tapping her chin lightly and not quite realizing that Kelelhaul's job might have also been Morgan's job at one point. "Anyway. Um.. What're you gonna do now? Do you wanna come back with us?"
Kotone Yamakawa	Kotone Yamakawa makes sure the Captin is down before she comes down from her perch, she'll banish her weapon then look to the Pirate who has shown up. "I'm not going to say no to a hand." Kotone isn't too paused by the lady talking like a pirate. "Kotone Yamakawa and I'm glad we just put this guy hopefully to rest for good." She thinks for a moment. "Kukuru? Arcadia? What are we going to do with the ship?"
Midway	After a moment, Captain Morgan hauls her anchor up and twirls it around. In some impossible fashion, the huge thing is shoved into her coat where it disappears completely, leaving only wisps of darkness for a few seconds where it has gone. "No better end for a mutineer, says I," is her only comment when asked about Keelhaul, turning her head aside and spitting over the railing, "That bilge rat stole me ship, me crew, an' me arm. An' they best not think I'll be forgettin' so easily." Her head tilts just enough to expose one eye to the upper works of the superstructure. Up there, one of the bridge officers gasps and ducks out of sight. "He probably told ye all about what he was after," she rummages around in her jacket, producing a pipe. Clamping it in one hand, she fiddles with a lighter, using her body to shield it from the wind until she can get the pipe lit. Once that's done, she crosses the deck to the mangled carcass, "Killin' th' world an' everythin' in it. Givin' th' gods what they've wanted all these years. Tryin' ta rush it along." Rearing back, Morgan drives her boot into the dead man's side, hurling him across the deck. The carcass strikes one of the railing supports with a sickening series of cracks and pops, wrapping around it bonelessly. As she speaks, the corpse slowly works itself loose, sliding more and more over the side. "Sod it all. Th' world's gonna end sooner 'r later anyways. No sense rushin' it. Tha's what I decided. All things die eventually, whether ya murder it wit' yer own two hands 'r wait fer age ta get it." Her one visible eye closes when she laughs, "He took exception ta' that. Led a mutiny on me." When Kotone asks about the ship, the woman whirls upon her, "This ship ain't yers to do with as ye please. I'll thank ye kindly fer returnin' what's mine. Payment fer a job well done is clearly due." Her gaze lowers, blue eyes taking on a crimson hue, "But I'll go back ta me old name an' drown everythin' ye know in a sea o' blood a'fore I lose th' Obsidian Hammer again."
Arcadia	"Everything has it's time, yes." Then Morgan explains a few more things, particularly the previous ownership of said ship. "Well then!" she remarks with a punctuating clasp of her hands together. "That saves us the concerns of cleaning up the mess then!" A pause as she glances over the deck, the broken weapon placements, and so forth. "A mess that only occured because he was misusing it. Entirely his fault. If he hadn't been an asshole we wouldn't of had to wreck pieces of it."
Kukuru	Captain Morgan's ability to shove her anchor away gets a light chuckle from Kukuru as the latter does the same with her claws, blood and all. "Betrayal's pretty bad, mhm. Trust is important for crews, companies, families..." She comments with a firm nod, following the captain's gaze up to the hiding bridge officer. Kukuru resists the urge to go up there and give them a firm scolding, largely because the Captain continues speaking. She purses her lips briefly at the pipe, clearly not fond of the smell. "Destroying the world's pretty reckless, too. Still, that doesn't mean you should be destroying yourself with that stuff." Yes, she's going to (gently) scold a captain about smoking. Yes, Kukuru's taking out a flask to take a sip of what is definitely water to rehydrate and nothing else after all that fighting. No, she doesn't realize the hypocrisy in that at all. "But... Yeah, don't worry. This ship's safe with you now. The Concord's not the type of people to do that sort of thing, anyway." Kukuru chuckles softly as Captain Morgan makes that barely veiled threat towards Kotone, then straightens up to dip into a light curtsey with whatever's left of her dress. "Oh. My name's Kukuru. Ku-ku-ru. Me and her-" She sweeps an arm towards Arcadia "-are with the Concord, so give us a call if you ever wanna work out something down the line."
Kotone Yamakawa	Kotone Yamakawa loosk to Captain Morgan as she speaks, she seems intent to pay attention. "Pretty much that's the gist of what he was saying during the fight, Captain." She watches the body as it's manhandled but at this point it's just dead flesh and she doesn't want to get in a fight over it. "Ah if that's the case I don't have an issue with it." She look to the Captain for a moment she stares and nods. "I won't be wanting to see that happen." Faint memories of something come back to her and she's not going to press it.
Midway	"Cap'n Mina Morgan," the white-uniformed woman reintroduces herself. Nonplussed by the admonishment of her terrible habit, a bit of humor has actually entered her tone, "Cap'n o' th Obsidian Hammer an' lady of many a terrible vice." Cupping her pipe with her lone hand, she puffs at it for a moment, "Yer not gonna be likin' it much on this ship. It ain't th' sort what agrees long-term wit' the livin'. So I'll set ye off at Ryukyuden an' be on me way." Her voice raises, an unmistakable bellow, "Hard ta' port, Wheel! Bring us ta bearin' 2-7-0 an' bring us outta th' storm!" Someone up on the bridge shouts in shock and surprise, followed by a wavering, "Aye-aye, captain..!" from the observation deck. Miraculously, in spite of its damage, the warship rumbles into motion once more as it turns into the waves. The ride immediately becomes more smooth, as the battleship resumes exerting its strength against the pounding waves rather than bobbing amongst them like a cork. "Yer mates would probably know me by another name." Eyes closing, she flicks her hand dismissively, "I stopped goin' by it. Pisses th' gods off, an' they can fuck 'emselves an' die mad about it fer all I care." Her lips curl into a wry smile. Across the deck, as the ship turns, Keelhaul's corpse finally dislodges itself and falls overboard with a dismal splash, "They're even already 'alfway there."
Kotone Yamakawa	Kotone Yamakawa nods to Captain Morgan for a moment, oh god how did this happen she'd never think she'd see her again. Kotone keeps calm yes lets not drive her to backslide. She looks a bit nervous heck she's squeaking though at one point. "I can get behind that. I think this life path is much better!" She never thought this would happen, oh lord she never thought this would happen. To see Crimson Sea again...
Kukuru	Captain Morgan's admission has Kukuru frowning a bit more, and she sighs softly before slouching slightly in defeat. "Mmn... Well, just make sure to brush your teeth properly every day. That'll help a bit. If you can do it before we get back, even better." That's about as much as she can come up with on such short notice. Hearing the commands being shouted upwards, Kukuru looks up towards the responding shout from the observation deck. She wobbles briefly as the warship starts moving once more, yet somehow she doesn't seem all too surprised at the ship moving in its condition. Instead, she moves towards the side of the ship to stabilize herself on the edge, then turns to face Captain Morgan once again. "Would they? But if you're not using it anymore, we don't need to use it, either." She nods once, then purses her lips once more at Captain Morgan before glancing around once more while the ship moves along back to dryer-ish land. "... Ah, there's no kids here. Still, language."