Himekawa
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"Come, have a drink with me. Let’s have a chat." Captain Toga said. After ignoring her for so long, six days to be exact, he finally deigned to meet her once again.
They were in a bar in a port city. At the moment, the captain was still not letting her to go to the ship. Did her little comment of sinking the ship previously unnerve the captain so much? She didn't think much about it, but if the captain was offended, she was sorry.
The captain led her to the rooftop, a place where the bar patron could enjoy the open air of the port city. At that place, he pulled a chair and let her sit there. If this was a romance novel she had read before, this would be the moment that they spend the night, chatting about stuff as they eat with candlelight dinner. And, at the last moment, sometimes the protagonist would confess to the heroine.
She guessed that he was quite handsome by the human standard. Not that she was human of course, and not that she understood romance beyond what the library wrote. Though, when placing herself in the heroine shoes, his dashing roguish look really didn't appeal to her. She would have to question the heroine if that person choose someone with a personality like him. Nevertheless, she stopped her musing about the man.
He poured the wine into the glass, and gave one to her. He lifted his glass and said, "Cheers.", which she mimicked. Taking a sip, he then looked at the right, where the port city could be seen in its nightly glory. She looked at him, his gaze distant, looking beyond the city and to the ocean. After a few moment, he closed his eyes for a moment, turning his head to face her and opened his eyes.
She could feel his gaze at her, as he made eye contact. The focus in it unwavering, the brilliant light of sunset directly shone on his face. His eyes reflected the sun. He then began to speak, "What qualities do you think make a good pirate?"
She looked at the memory of her days. Her moments, when she looked at the five pirates she had interacted. She looked at the moment when the captain asked for her to save the captain's member.
"Bond." She answered. The bond between each pirates, each shared the same fate as the others. How the captain cared for his or her subordinates, how they get angered when their subordinates was threatened, even ignoring what the consequences would be when they let loose that anger, she thought that it was bond that made them do so. "A captain is not only responsible for himself, but also for his subordinates. Meanwhile, the subordinates will make the captain's vision come true. The bond between each member of the ship, as they can only rely on each other when they fall short."
"Even though a pirate will easily lie, cheat and kill?" He questioned.
"Can a captain do that? lie, cheat and kill his subordinates? To the outside world, maybe. But to the people under them?"
"..." He was silent for a moment, breaking his eye contact with her as he looked to the ocean once again. "Is it? Is bond what do you think is important?"
She nodded.
"Say, what is your creed? What do you stand for?"
Creed... a shared belief? She had none of it. She would protect them if asked. But she wouldn't go out of her way to do it herself. The only one that mattered in the group was her own. Even after she spoke of the bond, she couldn't feel any bond forming. They had not shared their hardship since she was alone most of the time. With that affirmed in her mind, she could confidently say,
"I stand for myself. I have my selfishness. You have yours."
"Selfishness? after your talk about bonds?" His expression looked like he had found this amusing.
She looked at him. "Have you truly accepted me being one of you? If I make an analogy from the birds, you are the one flock of migratory bird, flying around the world together. Yet, for me, I fly alone most of the time because you didn't let me join the flock. You lead the way, but I had to follow with my own strength, alone. For what reason you do this, I don't know. Between us, we did not have that bond."
"Alright, I concede that point. Then, why do you seek this way of life?"
"For revenge."
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"Show me your true form, o undine." He said as he drew his axe from his sheath. Undine, did he mean her?
"I don't know what you are talking about." She replied.
"Even though you showed him that form when you saved him?" He raised his eyebrow.
That. She realized what he meant. "Am I offending you if I want to stay in this form?"
"You don't trust me? Or do you think that I am too weak to fight against that?"
"..."
"Very well... if you won't answer, I'll force you to fight me seriously!"
With that he charged.
The axe was predictable in its nature. What the man brought into a battle was not finesse, but brute force. Her ice body would break in one hit, had she let him touch her with that axe.
She leaped back, transforming her left hand into a barrel and ice bullet. She aimed at the man and let her first shot fly.
She grazed him, but this just made him grin wider. He leaped forward.
She rolled to sideways to the left, as he arrived in her previous position, she was not yet finished repositioning herself. His axe hit the ground, and it shattered slightly. He lifted his axe, as she was able to face him with barrel aimed at him. Forming another bullet, she released it.
He blocked his vitals with his axe. But, her aim was at his thigh. She had to reduce his mobility for her to gain distance. As it pierced into his left thigh, she had him in check.
"Do you want to continue?" She said. If needed, she could just boost herself to leap high or hover in the air.
"Enough."
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"Why do you have to retreat so much? Much of the combat between pirates was on boarding action. You need to get close to ensure your kill." He said.
"Even with the bullet?"
"It's rare. Some of the wealthier pirate or merchant can certainly afford them. But I don't think bullet and gun will replace swords anytime soon. The reload time of what you can find here was that poor, that everyone who had them only regard them as sidearm."
She nodded at the criticism. She knew that her close combat skill was really poor. It couldn't be helped that her ice weaponry was that fragile. If she could find purchase in the opponent's body, she could initiate a phase change from ice to vapor, and let the heat damage them a second time. But, so far a parrying attack could mean that her weapon would be broken and had to be reformed.
Either that she need to start carrying a better weapon, or she had to increase her accuracy in any kind of terrain. Therefore, she made a note for herself to train again.
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"Come, have a drink with me. Let’s have a chat." Captain Toga said. After ignoring her for so long, six days to be exact, he finally deigned to meet her once again.
They were in a bar in a port city. At the moment, the captain was still not letting her to go to the ship. Did her little comment of sinking the ship previously unnerve the captain so much? She didn't think much about it, but if the captain was offended, she was sorry.
The captain led her to the rooftop, a place where the bar patron could enjoy the open air of the port city. At that place, he pulled a chair and let her sit there. If this was a romance novel she had read before, this would be the moment that they spend the night, chatting about stuff as they eat with candlelight dinner. And, at the last moment, sometimes the protagonist would confess to the heroine.
She guessed that he was quite handsome by the human standard. Not that she was human of course, and not that she understood romance beyond what the library wrote. Though, when placing herself in the heroine shoes, his dashing roguish look really didn't appeal to her. She would have to question the heroine if that person choose someone with a personality like him. Nevertheless, she stopped her musing about the man.
He poured the wine into the glass, and gave one to her. He lifted his glass and said, "Cheers.", which she mimicked. Taking a sip, he then looked at the right, where the port city could be seen in its nightly glory. She looked at him, his gaze distant, looking beyond the city and to the ocean. After a few moment, he closed his eyes for a moment, turning his head to face her and opened his eyes.
She could feel his gaze at her, as he made eye contact. The focus in it unwavering, the brilliant light of sunset directly shone on his face. His eyes reflected the sun. He then began to speak, "What qualities do you think make a good pirate?"
She looked at the memory of her days. Her moments, when she looked at the five pirates she had interacted. She looked at the moment when the captain asked for her to save the captain's member.
"Bond." She answered. The bond between each pirates, each shared the same fate as the others. How the captain cared for his or her subordinates, how they get angered when their subordinates was threatened, even ignoring what the consequences would be when they let loose that anger, she thought that it was bond that made them do so. "A captain is not only responsible for himself, but also for his subordinates. Meanwhile, the subordinates will make the captain's vision come true. The bond between each member of the ship, as they can only rely on each other when they fall short."
"Even though a pirate will easily lie, cheat and kill?" He questioned.
"Can a captain do that? lie, cheat and kill his subordinates? To the outside world, maybe. But to the people under them?"
"..." He was silent for a moment, breaking his eye contact with her as he looked to the ocean once again. "Is it? Is bond what do you think is important?"
She nodded.
"Say, what is your creed? What do you stand for?"
Creed... a shared belief? She had none of it. She would protect them if asked. But she wouldn't go out of her way to do it herself. The only one that mattered in the group was her own. Even after she spoke of the bond, she couldn't feel any bond forming. They had not shared their hardship since she was alone most of the time. With that affirmed in her mind, she could confidently say,
"I stand for myself. I have my selfishness. You have yours."
"Selfishness? after your talk about bonds?" His expression looked like he had found this amusing.
She looked at him. "Have you truly accepted me being one of you? If I make an analogy from the birds, you are the one flock of migratory bird, flying around the world together. Yet, for me, I fly alone most of the time because you didn't let me join the flock. You lead the way, but I had to follow with my own strength, alone. For what reason you do this, I don't know. Between us, we did not have that bond."
"Alright, I concede that point. Then, why do you seek this way of life?"
"For revenge."
---
"Show me your true form, o undine." He said as he drew his axe from his sheath. Undine, did he mean her?
"I don't know what you are talking about." She replied.
"Even though you showed him that form when you saved him?" He raised his eyebrow.
That. She realized what he meant. "Am I offending you if I want to stay in this form?"
"You don't trust me? Or do you think that I am too weak to fight against that?"
"..."
"Very well... if you won't answer, I'll force you to fight me seriously!"
With that he charged.
The axe was predictable in its nature. What the man brought into a battle was not finesse, but brute force. Her ice body would break in one hit, had she let him touch her with that axe.
She leaped back, transforming her left hand into a barrel and ice bullet. She aimed at the man and let her first shot fly.
She grazed him, but this just made him grin wider. He leaped forward.
She rolled to sideways to the left, as he arrived in her previous position, she was not yet finished repositioning herself. His axe hit the ground, and it shattered slightly. He lifted his axe, as she was able to face him with barrel aimed at him. Forming another bullet, she released it.
He blocked his vitals with his axe. But, her aim was at his thigh. She had to reduce his mobility for her to gain distance. As it pierced into his left thigh, she had him in check.
"Do you want to continue?" She said. If needed, she could just boost herself to leap high or hover in the air.
"Enough."
---
"Why do you have to retreat so much? Much of the combat between pirates was on boarding action. You need to get close to ensure your kill." He said.
"Even with the bullet?"
"It's rare. Some of the wealthier pirate or merchant can certainly afford them. But I don't think bullet and gun will replace swords anytime soon. The reload time of what you can find here was that poor, that everyone who had them only regard them as sidearm."
She nodded at the criticism. She knew that her close combat skill was really poor. It couldn't be helped that her ice weaponry was that fragile. If she could find purchase in the opponent's body, she could initiate a phase change from ice to vapor, and let the heat damage them a second time. But, so far a parrying attack could mean that her weapon would be broken and had to be reformed.
Either that she need to start carrying a better weapon, or she had to increase her accuracy in any kind of terrain. Therefore, she made a note for herself to train again.
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