Post by thormundsson on Jun 13, 2012 14:57:31 GMT -5
(OOC: this thread happens like 4 days after the departure from Roguetown, imagine or write however you want what you did for those 4 days and such, the first posts of this thread will be fairly normal and don't expect any fighting, unless you use the sparring room for a fight against someone else)
The sun was hiding it's face behind a thick cover of clouds, only piercing through on a few occasions, as if it was fighting to break down a wall that was too strong for her but she wasn't going to stop fighting. All in all it was a nice day to be out sailing and the breeze was blowing steadily in their course, speeding up the ship and saving them the trouble of putting out oars. The only downside was the bank of dark clouds out on the horizon, not quite in their path but it had been moving steadily closer and it was obvious that they would have to sail into and through the storm brewing beneath them.
Thor was standing at the steering wheel of the Orca, standing next to lieutenant Mian as he held onto the steering wheel. It wasn't so much that he was steering the ship as he was simply maintaining course, they were heading almost due north, as according to Thor's lead on Captain Udyr the traitor had fled to North Blue, apparently on a journy towards a new prison they had been building there, meant for prisoners that were waiting transfer to Impel Down. Thor clenched his fists as he thought of that bastard, he was going to take him down this time, there was to be no doubt of that. But Thor still needed some intelligence on his whereabouts. There had been a complete silence from the new prison facility for over a week, no reports had been coming in. Thor was willing to bet his life on Udyr having something to do with all of that. But they were still a days journey from the prison and Thor had some "training" to do.
"Keep her steady, Mian, I'll be down below for a short while but alert me if anything happens" Thor said calmly but firmly as he tapped the lieutenant on the back and walked off, down the stairs from the steering deck and down to the main hold. There was a small training room downstairs, big enough for about 5 marines to lift weights and do the usual routine of training. Beyond that one was a room that Thor had asked to be installed on the ship, a large room with an open mat in one half and a thick wooden floor in the other. It was a sparring room for the crew, mostly meant for the upper members of the division and not the common marine troops, those had to conduct their training out on the main deck. The hall ended in a large window that was at the rear of the ship, sturdy iron beams made sure that it wasn't a structural weakness but still let a nice flow of light inside the ship during daytime hours. Thor headed for one of the corners of the hall, sitting down on a metal part of it where people could store their weapons without harm. The iron was slightly cold to the touch but Thor didn't pay it much attention.
He whipped the concealed box from unders his coat and opened it, revealing the strange fruit withing. Thor grapped it in one hand and gulped it down in one dreadful swallow. The changes started immediately...
The sun was hiding it's face behind a thick cover of clouds, only piercing through on a few occasions, as if it was fighting to break down a wall that was too strong for her but she wasn't going to stop fighting. All in all it was a nice day to be out sailing and the breeze was blowing steadily in their course, speeding up the ship and saving them the trouble of putting out oars. The only downside was the bank of dark clouds out on the horizon, not quite in their path but it had been moving steadily closer and it was obvious that they would have to sail into and through the storm brewing beneath them.
Thor was standing at the steering wheel of the Orca, standing next to lieutenant Mian as he held onto the steering wheel. It wasn't so much that he was steering the ship as he was simply maintaining course, they were heading almost due north, as according to Thor's lead on Captain Udyr the traitor had fled to North Blue, apparently on a journy towards a new prison they had been building there, meant for prisoners that were waiting transfer to Impel Down. Thor clenched his fists as he thought of that bastard, he was going to take him down this time, there was to be no doubt of that. But Thor still needed some intelligence on his whereabouts. There had been a complete silence from the new prison facility for over a week, no reports had been coming in. Thor was willing to bet his life on Udyr having something to do with all of that. But they were still a days journey from the prison and Thor had some "training" to do.
"Keep her steady, Mian, I'll be down below for a short while but alert me if anything happens" Thor said calmly but firmly as he tapped the lieutenant on the back and walked off, down the stairs from the steering deck and down to the main hold. There was a small training room downstairs, big enough for about 5 marines to lift weights and do the usual routine of training. Beyond that one was a room that Thor had asked to be installed on the ship, a large room with an open mat in one half and a thick wooden floor in the other. It was a sparring room for the crew, mostly meant for the upper members of the division and not the common marine troops, those had to conduct their training out on the main deck. The hall ended in a large window that was at the rear of the ship, sturdy iron beams made sure that it wasn't a structural weakness but still let a nice flow of light inside the ship during daytime hours. Thor headed for one of the corners of the hall, sitting down on a metal part of it where people could store their weapons without harm. The iron was slightly cold to the touch but Thor didn't pay it much attention.
He whipped the concealed box from unders his coat and opened it, revealing the strange fruit withing. Thor grapped it in one hand and gulped it down in one dreadful swallow. The changes started immediately...