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Why hadn't they done this before?

Last poddrop would have been much more tolerable parading around pretending to be pirates than just waiting for people to appear and guide them around the ship. Besides, there was a pretty good crew now, of course they wouldn't need a Wunderkind or and Overlord's help to do that all the time! They could introduce themselves in the coms later if they felt like it and leave all this free time that barely anyone used for the sensoriums. It wasn't like anyone they knew would wake up anyway...

As they had planned, they had spent the last hour with Pram outside to keep guard, not knowing what she'd been doing, engaged in a pirate battle. There was a huge ocean spanning as far as the eye could see, with two large pirate boats stuck in the middle, swaying around with each large wave. Both ships had taken damage, and Lash's deck had a few holes on it, but were still standing. Each one had sails with the colors of their occupant's; Lash's was a dark purple, her flag sporting Black Hole's symbol, with a metal figurehead of Flak as her bow. Zetta's sails were in dark red and black, a live buzzsaw as his figurehead, his pirate symbol (pirate and crossbones with flaming hair on top) flew as the highest flag on the ship . Rows of cannons waited below for her word as the Netherworld's hell-penguins struggled to keep up with her crazy demands of firing every few minutes. Sometimes she would violently take a Prinny and shove it into a new cannonball hole that had appeared to stop the water.

Dressed in what could never pass for proper pirate attire, Lash raised her cutlass, as she held on to the nearby rope, pointing her sword at the other ship before lowering it.

"Fire!"

Another row of cannonballs flew into the sky, accompanied with a prinny or two into the water to attack the ship below. Most of it was falling short of her target's ship, but causing large splashes of water to get sent to the other side. Lash was taunting him, really. The Wunderkind had never done a traditional ship battle, but her crew of Prinnies we getting ordered around like no one's business as she probably abused fake pirate words that would make Drake get angry with her.

"Arrr! Don't want t' give up yet? Next time I won't miss and you're ship will sinking into t' ocean! I'll be releasing my secret weapon!"

Terrible abuse.

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She recalled that time they had fought during the videogame stuff for some reason. And then the flaring up when he met Hawke... She had a feeling bringing those up would be more like teasing at this point so...

Of course she did.

"Okay then, Overlord. Why'd you suddenly flare up when I presented Hawke to you? You wanted to make sure he knew you had hair on fire and had good posture, right?"

To be fair, however, ALL Lash was seeing in this was Zetta being jealous of Hawke and not the rest of the emotions attached to it involving her. She knew Hawke was pretty good, but as far as making an Overlord jealous? That took the cake.

"I can't see why you'd be anyway. You said it yourself, right? The most badass freaking Overlord in the cosmos!"

"Exactly! You know that and I know that but HE didn't know that, right? I had to put my game face on!" But for whose benefit? Hawke's, or Lash's? "He -- he sounds like the kind of guy who always thinks he's the top of the heap, even if he doesn't make a big deal out of it. Well, now he knows he's not!"

Well, he'd gotten part of Hawke's character right, in any case. But this was still too funny to her.

"If you think flaming hair is going to intimidate him, you've got another thing coming, tee hee! You may have to up your game a little!" Okay now she was just teasing him.

"I'll kick his ass if I have to!" Zetta said a little too loudly, slamming one fist into the opposite palm. The teasing wasn't exactly what was getting him worked up, of course. Damn it, Lash, stop thinking of Hawke as anything awesome now that you had ZETTA in your life!

"A match between the both of you would be reaaally interesting," Lash said. "He fights quite differently than me. But well, can't just get him in a battle the day he comes back, right? Even if we're both from War's World, Birdy's got a lot of things to learn first. Not that I expect that it will take much time anyway."

Okay enough teasing him, she fell into the beach and stared at the sky. Didn't take too long for her to get bored at that too, but she was quiet for a few minutes.

"I think we can both agree that today was pretty weird. Or whatever counts as a day anyway."

"Really interesting if you like seeing him lose!" You better like seeing him lose, Lash. You better like seeing Zetta win!

He stood up, then, taking a couple of steps into the surf. The power swirling around his legs churned up currents that rippled outwards, cutting odd swaths through the curling waves.

"Yeah. Weird day. Damn shame, too. That pirate thing was fun."

Keep thinking that to yourself Zetta.

She didn't move from her position but grinned.

"Yeah! Especially since I was winning too." Yeah she had totally gone there. Totally. "Well it's not like we can't do that another day anyway. Maybe next time we'd better do it on a day that isn't pod openings, right? After all, who knows who might appear next. For all we know, Micky could have appeared, tee hee hee!"

Despite his best efforts to be grouchy, Zetta couldn't help but smirk at that one. "He'd have had a fit. 'Zetta, why are you beating up on that poor innocent girl?!'" Zetta could not imitate Mickey at all, by the way.

"The question is, would he remember that time we kicked his ass? Actually can you imagine how the entire ship would panic seeing him walk around with three personalities?"

If only Lash knew that Howard would freak out about dragons a while later, she would have found this even more hilarious.

"Yeah, but which would freak them out more? The flamboyent four-armed top, the screaming bitch of a middle, or the downright psychotic bottom?"

Actually, Zetta would probably have to kick Dryzen's ass -- uh, such as it was -- for hitting on Lash, if it came to that.

"I think they'd be trying to make head of tales which one is the boss of the three, tee hee hee!"

Laughing at Mickey; apparently a national pastime, and a good way to get the both of them distracted.

Well long enough for Lash to get bored easily again. She kicked off the shoes she had gotten from her own store and put them in the sand.

"So what do you want to do now?"

"...hell if I know, Lash," the Overlord said reluctantly. He really had kinda figured she wouldn't come back, so he'd gotten so wrapped up in sulking he'd totally spoiled his mood. "Conquer a Netherworld, but that's not exactly an option right now."

"Yeah, there aren't exactly any of those nearby anyway." As fast as Last knew, anyway. She raised one foot, watching the tiny grains of sand trickle down. "Hmmmm....I have a ton of silly ideas...or we could play video games, I guess."

As if on cue, her stomach grumbled. It had been a long day.

"...Seems your body has a couple of ideas of its own." Zetta glanced back at her, then lifted his eyebrows in a leer. "I'll be happy to.. satisfy your hunger."

And then they dropped the issue and forgot all about it entirely, making absolutely no emotional progress whatsoever. Just another day for Zetta and Lash.

"As long as it's not those spicy wings," she replied, the second hand comment completely going over her head again. "Then we could go skiing in your netherworld or something! That could be really fun!"

Maybe one day they'd make actual progress. ~~Just as Hawke walked in again.~~

Edited 2011-11-12 09:57 (UTC)

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