Narrow escape
Characters: Kentar, Kluner, Crew(spoof)
Location: Bluddwave: Main Deck, Ocean, Shore
Kentar has been tied to the mast, getting mocked by some of the crew. He's quite good at ignoring them. "What do you say to someone when they've heard you say it all? It's an awkward conversation, in a most peculiar way...How did we get from saying I love you, you I'll see you again some day..." he sings to himself quietly.
Kluner is up on the rigging of the main sail. He lays on his stomach, looking down at their new entertainment. He watches and laughs if the crew throws something at the stoat. During the parts when they're just jeering him, he chews at the tip of his tail. He cant hear what they're saying, and wishes they throw more stuff. He is kicked in the rump by another crew mate beside him. He rubs at that area and says, "Why ya gone and done dat for, i was just resting me eyes, stupid" The other crew beast, a ferret kick him again, forcing him on to the rope going down, "Lazy bum' ya are... git to da mess, git some vittles for me... and be fast!" He aims another kick at the weasal, but he is already halfway down the line. Kluner lands on the deck, and is immediately shoved almost overboard. He holds on to the rail for dear life, and come back up grumpily.
Kentar looks over the crowd. "Come on, your too soft. Call yourselves vermin! Bah. You should be throwing hard, sharp objects. Bah, let me go and I'll do it myself" he smirks before looking over at Kluner. "You have a lousy sense of balance."
Kluner's skinny appearance, and short stature doesn't make him intimidating at all, but he tries to jeer the stoat "Und ya have a lousy sense... of faces!" He laughs, but is shoved again by crew mates thinking down on the joke. He rubs at his chest, and gets closer to the stoat, when the crowd begins to clear a bit. he tosses a bit of a rock, "Got ya a name stoaty, i tink ill call ya, target practice" He laughs and tosses more tiny rocks, but only a few actually hit.
Kentar winces every time one of those rocks actually hits. "Kentar is my name, and you'd do well to remember it, weasel." he says before smirking. "You're not doing so well there with the aim. Keep it up." he smirks.
Kluner frowns, as his small collection of rocks, disappear. He stamps his foot down in frustration and says, "Shad up, tent-tar! I... I got bedder tings to do, then trow rock at yeh..." He really doesn't have anything to do, that ferret has probably already fallen asleep, "And i norra Wessly... I'm a Kluna... terrar of da sea! You best do as Kluna says... Or ill cut yah... wit me blade!" he taps his sword, which is greatly oversized for him, and laughs.
Kentar chuckles. "Sorry Kluna..." be grins before eyeing the sword. "Go on then. Cut me. Maybe its better then your aim." he nods, testing to see if the weasel can actually use the sword. "Or are you a coward?"
Kluner growls, "Kluna is norra coward! I is cut ya!" He draws the sword, and is quickly overbalanced, and falls backwards. One of the crew beast, a rat, who had been watching, takes the sword and sheaths is in his belt, and hefts the weasel up by the neck, "Kluner you Stupid kid... go about ya chores... are will throw ya overboard like last time" Kluner growls and makes a snap at the rats face. The rat clocks him, and throws him to the railing, "Next time... itll be in the water!" He laughs along with his buddies, and they go off doing better things then watching stoats and hitting kids. Kluner is laying near the railing, unmoving, but you can still see breathing.
Kentar doesn't laugh. "Shouldn't do that, rat! You may need him some day." he calls out before looking at the weasel. "Hey Kluna. Wake up. I've got an offer for you."
Kluner slowly awakes and sits up, rubbing his bloody nose, "Owd... Id hated... himnd..." he places his thumbs on the side of his shnoze and pops it back into place, like this has happened to him, many times before. Then he wipes his paws across his eyes, and looks to the stoat and says, "An offa? Whats n' offa?" he walks closer, tilting his head.
Kentar grins. "I'll help you kill him and any others you don't like if you help me out here...I can make you a very rich beast." he grins.
Kluner grins and looks around to see if anybeast is looking. Just his luck... nobeast is. He bobs up and down on the balls of his paws, whispering, "Rish! Ya can make Kluna Rish!" He laughs and nibbles at the end of his tail, taking it out to say, "Kluna wonder what the Tent-Tar wants...if ya help-ed me to get rish..." The killing part he is not interested in, the rich part, makes him very happy. When ever there was a raid, he never even got to touch the gold they stole. But this stoat can change that, he thinks to himself.
Kentar grins. "Well. You and I would have to steal a long boat. Row away from the ship. Find my own ship. And when we do, I can give you lots of gold, a spot on me crew..." he nods. "If you want. But first you'd have to untie me, and drag me somewhere in this ship that's hidden." he nods.
Kluner chews the tip of his tail, thinking. He mumbles into it, and looks around to make sure nobeast is still watching. He comes to a conclusion, and mumbles out of his tail, "Kluna... Will help ya... Hidden place, dats easy... But nota now... to many beastees aboot." He looks around some more, and shoves the tail in his mouth. A passing rat, kicks the weasel to the deck and laughs. Kluner gets back up and dusts himself, "Kluna... Be back lata... nighty-time, is okays?..." He wipes another tear across his eyes.
Kentar actually feels extremely sorry for that weasel. And the stoat is actually thinking about going through with what he promised. Provided they find the ship and everything. "Yes. Its fine." he nods. "Here...check my left pocket. I think there's something you might like in there." he says. "They didn't search me when I came aboard so it should still be there."
Kluner looks around gets closer to the stoat. He waits a bit, before jumping a little to reach the stoats pocket, and pulls out a large gold ring to him. He goes wide eyed at it, and rolls it around in his paws. He says quickly, "goldie! ooo Goldie!" He puts it in his pocket quickly before any crew sees the gold. He grins, "Tanks Tent-tar! HeeHee!" walks back quickly and says, "Kluna be back lata... Kluna, will" He goes over to where the stairs led to the helm, and waits. A passing group gives him cover, as he slips into his hiding place.
Kentar watches the weasel's reaction and chuckles a bit. "No problem." he nods, watching as the weasel goes away. He closes his eye and sighs. 'I'm sorry I did that Garnet...but seeing as how we no longer have a use for them...I...I'm sorry." The stoat talks to himself quietly, a tear falling from his eye, unable to wipe it away. "I'm sorry I failed to protect you...I'm so sorry."
Night falls upon the ship, and most of the crew is sleeping below deck. Those who are still up, are the Helmsbeast, a few guards, and the forward watch. Kluner slides the plank exposing his hiding place, And looks around and slowly creeps toward the stoat, saying quietly "Kluna is returned...Be still, or i well cut ya on ac-sa-dent" He walks around the mast and takes out a small knife and slowly cuts the ropes.
Kentar had fallen asleep while thinking about his love, the stoat slowly waking when Kluner comes back. He stays still and when the ropes are cut, he steps forward slowly, rubbing his arm. "Thank you Kluna." he says quietly.
Kluner nods quickly and says, "Come on... Hidey place... Then we can go to da longer boat... and leaft from here" He looks around again, and crawls back to the open plank behind the stairs, and disappears.
Kentar follows quietly, keeping his eye open for anyone who may see him. He then vanishes with Kluner, the stoat unable to believe that a beast on this ship actually wanted to help him out, even if it benefited them greatly.
The 'Hiding place' is actually a place in the back of the weapons storeroom. The barrels make excellent cover, and if no one is looking, totally hidden. After the Stoat comes in, the weasel slides the plank back, and sits down, "This is Klunas bestest hidy hole...HeeHee" There is a lit candle, lighting the small square fort of barrels. Random assortment of objects strewn the ground. From fish bones, to flint tips, small pictures, and other assortment of things. He picks up some of his 'valuables', with his tail stuffed in his mouth.
Kentar looks around and sits down, nodding with a bit of a smile. "Its nice." he says with a nod. "Thank you, Kluna, for helping me."
Kluner frowns, "I want to get... get outta here... I hated da crew... i hated da com-a-door... i hated dis ship... Und Kluna cant get away on his own..." he attaches his bag of 'valuables' to his belt, and It almost drags to the floor.
Kentar nods slowly and sighs. "Well, I guess we can try. But we cant out run this ship if they come after us. You do realize we'll need to wait until we're closer to the shore before we can leave. And I've got no idea where we are."
Kluner is put down, and scratches his head, "I know... Da ship is close to da shore already... we is raidin' the shore... need to be near... But we can take a looks..." He drops the bag, "Ifa we climba the mast, we can see far away!" He holds his paw up high as he can, to emphasize it.
Kentar chuckles a bit and nods. "Do you think you can climb the mast? I cant with one arm." he says.
Kluner holds his chest out with pride, "Kluna da best climber on dis ship... Better din some tree-rats, least i tink so..." He licks his claws and puts out the candle, "Are ya is coming?" he asks in the darkness.
Kentar shakes his head. "I'd risk giving you away. I'll stay here." the stoat says with a sigh. "Unless you want me to come with you."
Kluner chews on his tail, and rubs his eyes, "Oh ka... You watch from in here... help Kluna if i is caught... Not suppos to be out afta nighty... Be backs soon..." He slids the plank out of the way, and lurks out slowly, looking around.
Kentar nods. "I will help if your caught." he says, before peering out after the weasel has left, keeping his eye on his every movement.
Kluner sticks his tail in his mouth to keep it out of the way. He runs to the mast, and slams against it. He looks around some more, and quickly claws his way up the mast. He was right, he is a fast little climber. He slides down the rope, and runs back to the hiding place. He huffs and puffs, "da shore... is not dat far away... Da crew may be wakin' soone... da light on da shore, if its sawed, itsa raiden time..."
Kentar watches and then vanishes into the darkness, leaning against some barrels now. "Alright. Then I guess we should take the long boat and go." he nods. "Are you ready? and are you sure you want to do this?"
Even though its complete darkness in the hiding place, the young weasel can still find his bag, and attach it to his belt, "Kluna was ready... seasons ago... Kluna wants to git off dis ship" He nods a bit and sighs, "Kluna is now able to leaft, i wants to goes..." He almost starts to cry, "let us go... fore they wakins.." He turns and heads through the plank.
Kentar follows and nods. The stoat moves quickly and quietly towards the longboat, getting it ready to be lowered down.
Kluner looks around, keeping an eye out, as the stoat works. He is chewing on his tail, and bites down when he hears beasts start to move, "Hurry Tent-Tar!" he whispers, and he starts to bob on his feet.
Kentar keeps going but its quite hard with only one arm. He manages to do it though before pushing the long boat over the edge, it now hanging by rope. "Get in. I'll lower it down." he says quietly.
Kluner nods quickly, and does as he says. He climbs into the boat and falls into it. He stands on his tip claws so he can peer over the side, and continues to keep watch.
Kentar grabs one rope in his mouth, and the other in his paw as he slowly lowers the boat into the water. He does his best to keep it level but it tilts to one side after a few moments. "Mmmh..." he mumbles as he lowers it some more before setting it on the water. "There..." he lets go of the rope before grabbing it. He scales down the side of the ship and then gets into the boat. "Get rowing. I'd help but its hard with one arm." He says. Good excuse.
Kluner whohs, as the boat is set into the water. He looks to the stoat, then to the huge oars. He blinks a few times, and sits on the bench. He reaches for one oar, and had to use both paws to help him row it. He grunts, as he puts his whole weight into moving it backward and forward. He doesn't know much, first time rowing, but he has seen others do it, and tries to mimic them.
Kentar helps out by taking the second ore and rowing as well, the stoat and the weasel making it work and the boat move as they head for shore. "Lets hope they don't miss this boat."
Kluner laughs, "Kluna hopes not... or else da would be a shottin at us..." he grins, as he works the oar, enjoying it actually.
Kentar watches the ship move further and further away from them, the stoat grinning. "That fuzz ball of a commodore isn't very smart." he laughs. "Well Kluna. Thank you for helping me. I'll make sure your greatly rewarded."
Kluner smiles and says, "Ooo! With gold coins and jewels and stuff! I like dat... dere shiny!" He thinks about is, and chuckles, "Pretty!" as he moves back, and Thock! as an arrow plants itself in the spot where the weasel was just standing. Kluner screams, and jump back, placing his paws on his head. A few more arrows hit the boat, but the majority are hitting the water. The weasel, says, "Da is coming for us... Kluna gonna die!" His normal bravado, shaken by the near death.
Kentar chuckles. "Yeah. Well. Mostly just gold, but there will be a few jewels." -And a huge bloody debt for me- he thinks before blinking at the arrow. "What in the...Great...Kluna, can you swim?" He asks, taking a few of those arrows and tossing them overboard. "Can you!?"
Kluner nods quickly, and screams out from his position under the bench, "Aye! Kluna can swim!" He eeps as another arrow pop just above his head on the bench.
Kentar nods slowly. "Give me the bag with your things then jump out and swim for shore. Go now!"
Kluner takes the bag and hands it Kentar, while still under the bench. He is shaking, as he climbs up the side and stands on the top. He looks to the stoat then to the water a few times, not entirely sure of his ability. An arrow shoots right over his head, and that forces his mind as he falls into the sea. He breaches the water, and after some waves crash over him, he gets it, and swims slowly to the nearing shore.
Kentar rips the sleeve of his tunic and ties the bag tightly before clamping it into his teeth. The stoat then dives into the water and swims to shore. He climbs onto the beech and pants, dropping the bag and coughing out sea water.
Kluner was already on shore waiting for the stoat. He had little, too no trouble, getting to shore. He sees him and runs over to him, saying, "Is Tent-Tar alright?" he doesn't know what to do. He looks to the bag, and picks it up slowly, "Tent-Tar... ya not losted my stuff..." He smiles, "Nobeast... has ever done dat before... da would have just droppeded it..."
Kentar rolls onto his back and coughs again before smiling weakly. "Its what friends do." he says before standing. "We need to get up those cliffs as soon as we can." he starts to walk.
Kluner looks to Kentar as tears begins to fill his eyes. Nobeast has ever called him friend before, or even like him. He reattaches the bag, and wipes a paw across his eyes as he makes after the stoat. Finally catching up too him, he asks "Can Kluna be friend to ya?" He has to run slightly to keep up with the stoat.
Kentar keeps going up the steep and rocky path. The stoat isn't entirely sure if he is only being nice because he pities the weasel's lack of brains, or if he really does consider Kluner a friend. "Of course you can be a friend to me." he smiles.
Kluner claps his paws together, "Oh yah!..." Then he frowns, "Err.. Mister Tent-Tar... What does a friend do?" He slips on some rocks and falls to the ground, but it doesn't phase him at all, as he scrambles up to keep up with the stoat.
Kentar stops and helps up Kluner before walking on again. "A friend is there for when you need help with anything, somebeast to talk to or have fun with. A friend would do anything for a friend." He explains. After a while of traveling up the cliffs and climbing, they set up a campsite and Kentar starts a fire. Kluner just falls asleep and snores. But Kentar has been getting sticks and carving them into pikes. His fury for Anba has not died down and has only gotten worse. The fear of losing his beloved having been made a reality for him for the second time in his life really made him go insane. Kentar's mind is no longer fully intact and he'd even kill Kluner to get that fox back. "Sleep in fear tonight fox. Because Captain Kentar is coming for you. The souls of those you have murdered will rest in peace when your time comes." He continues to carve the wooden poles into proper weapons, eye glowing against the fire with more then just rage. When your heart breaks, it can grow back twisted and black. And Kentar's is more then just twisted and black. A fiery rage burns deep inside him that he struggles to keep to himself. He looks to Kluner and smiles a bit before laying near the fire, falling asleep himself.
