ic Explosions After Dark (IC)

[Poncho]

(Golden Star)

 

The ship slowly pulled to a stop, not heading towards the bridge anymore, as Vueriz sstopped it. It would need to get pulled back into the harbor, but it wasn't going anywhere fast right now at least. The fight might have been lost, but the battle was won; no terrorism or explosions were going to happen today. Michael, for his part, was clearly frustrated

 

"I...I'm okay." Michael mumbled. "We're both pretty shredded though." he said honestly, looking at the dimminuitive alien and himself. "How are you holding up?" He checked with her. He smacked open a few of the wooden containers to peer into them, picking out explosives and guns as he did so. He wasn't not paying attention to Vueriz, but he was definitely letting out some frustration at the box by smacking it open. "We don't look great, hopefully Mizuki had a better time...but I have no idea where she is." 

 

Meanwhile, Mizuki was slowly regaining her conciousness floating in the water.

 

"Hey. Mizzy. Are you okay?" The voice wasn't Vueriz or Michael. Sam was floating over her, looking concerned. "...You look like you got in a fight with the bad end of a boat motor. Do you need help?" Mizuki was a bruise and a little battered, but she wasn't in any serious danger herself; once she got herself moving again she'd probably feel better.

[The Sailor]

Torpedo Lass

 

TL looked around as best she could with a fully inflated life vest cradling her head. "Possible hostages and... explosives." She said, pointing to the yacht that was moving backwards in the water by now. "There was some... shark men..." She said getting her bearings before putting her slowly recovering energy into herself, pulling herself out of the water. "Well that's new... and a splitting..." She looked about, everything seemed brighter... "Umm... how long have I been out, It's.... Ohhhh I get it..."

Seems the stress of the fight turned on something... she'd have to explore it later her back now was screaming from multiple cuts. "Yeah some shark men were trying something shady on that yacht... com'on... I wager the others could use some help... and I don't think that yacht should be moving at all." She said starting to fly herself over to where V and Mike were, the sight of Torpedo Lass' torn and blood soaked costume told the story. When she hit the deck it was with a thud... seemed her head was still spinning a bit.

 

"Guys, there might be some people down below, those sharks were mentioning some people they "took care of". Once I get my bearings I'll bring the boat to a stop so law enforcement can handle the rest here... I know my way around a boat." She said, getting back to her feet. "Everyone okay?"

Edited Wednesday at 06:20 PM by The Sailor