Post by RK on Oct 25, 2015 21:08:44 GMT -5
Hades stopped in his tracks and looked back at the ship he had jumped from. It looked so small from up here, however, perception is a cruel mistress, and depth perception wasn't exactly something the comedian was very adept at. Hades placed a hand up to his ear and began using his power to wind-up his ear. This should supposedly help him hear whatever is going on on the ship. The winding of his ear was certainly a strange feeling, Hades was only really used to winding his limbs. The funny man was still unsure of the uses of spinning his other body parts, even though he was certainly able to. Hades' ear clicked back into its standard position, and the red vested reveler fell onto the ornate sides of the wall. The pain in his left ear was hellish. He could hear an intense scratching noise, one he'd always heard before coming from his other body parts, but not this close to his ear. Hades, through the pain, turned his ear towards the flagship. The scratching noise wasn't getting any less distressful, but through it Hades could hear a voice. The deep, somewhat soothing, at least compared to this hell, sounds of his superior, Ahn. He seemed to be talking to someone, but the wind-up man couldn't quite make out the exact words. Hades then used his power again momentarily, spinning his ear a bit more. The noise grew louder, but so did the distance he could hear, which at this point, unbeknownst to Hades, was extremely far away.
"Small Fry,you take some of the men and target the armory. Mister H.O. will assist you and you both will take over the ammunition stores of the Marines. This will stop them from rearming and effectively force them to ration supplies or come at us with fists and swords."
W-what!? What was Ahn telling that guy to even do? What was his name...uh, starts with an M.
Hades was on the verge of remembering the guys name, but it seemed as though Ahn was still talking...this time to Ms. Ayano.
"Miss Koketsu,you and I will make our way into the fortress' main building and find the Captain of the barracks and dispatch him. Our targets are the Captain, his Lieutenant, and the acquisition and capture of the traitor known as Timberwolf. We may come across them in varied orders... but our plan is the same! If you come across a challenge too great, fall back to the ship! If they pursue you to here, call my name! Today... we will fall upon our foes as a mighty Sequoia tree upon a colony of ants!"
At that moment, Hades' ear sound shrieking, but his hearing returned to normal. Exhausted and sweating profusely, the Wind-Up man panted as he tried to make sense of what was going on. Ahn certainly wasn't trying to kill Hades, that'd be crazy. The Comedian walked over to where he had landed, he had run towards the side of the wall that was destroyed, and was going to jump down onto land from there, but that wasn't exactly seeming like the best idea at the moment. "I think...until I'm completely sure as to whether or not I'm acting like an idiot, I'll take the trap door over there."
Clear as day Hades could see a dark, wooden trap door, clearly visible against the stone of the wall. It seemed to be calling to him. It was so perfectly square...as if that mattered. Hades trotted over to the trap door, his curious hands lifting the lid. "This is no doubt one of the ways these marine soldiers are even able to get up here." Orion's voice echoed inside the mind of Hades. The Olympian was certainly correct, as when Hades opened the hatch, he could see the face of a tiny, quivering marine man. "Whale, whale, whale. Looks like this marine creature has come up for air." Hades grabbed the marine by the collar and lifted him up into the air.
This man...really wasn't tall in the slightest. He seemed to be about 4'6" inches tall. What a squirt! "What are you, the runt of the litter, piggy?" Hades mocked the tiny marine man, holding him above his head with one arm. "So uh, why don't you get an early start on being my new best friend and tell what you've got hidden away in your hidey-hole there." Hades voice sounded very old timey, like he was in a film set in the 30's, he did this most likely to keep the situation at ease, as startling this man would most likely cause him to pass out or something. "W-w-what?" The marine's voice flapped out his mouth like a baby bird trying to fly for the first time. He was certainly terrified, but he still didn't give a clear answer. "Ooh, one strike Joe, try again." Hades' voice didn't falter as he stuck with his old timey sounding voice. "N-n-nothing..."
"Nothing..." Hades nodded as his voice returned to normal, he seemed to be wearing a face that blended shades of both disappointment and confusion. "So uh...you're telling me there is absolutely nothing down there...at all?"
"It leads to the g-g-grounds."
Hades blinked quickly, seeing his chance to get down to the ground without being a sitting duck. However the validity of this man's words could always be false. Hades looked this man deep in the eyes, and upon further deliberation, decided that this man probably couldn't lie even if he wanted to. Hades placed the man back down on the ground and dusted him off. "Listen here uh..." "I-i-ishmael." "Right! Ishmael! Why don't you just...uh, wait here until this whole battle blows over...maybe when this is sorted out and we take over the base, I can convince my superior to let you walk away...you don't seem fit for a battlefield." Hades turned away and was about to make his way down to the ground floor, when suddenly he heard the familiar voice of Ishmael speak up behind him.
"You r-r-revolutionaries think you can just waltz in a-a-and just take our b-b-base? W-w-winchester will never be taken hostage by you p-p-petty outlaws, and you certainly wont be t-t-taking over the island..."
Hades turned around, and without a shred of doubt or hesitation, he stood up and walked directly up to Ishmael, staring him down. "Yes we will. I've seen what the man I follow can do, I've seen him attack people merely on the very possibility that they're a snitch. So far he hasn't been wrong. If you want to stop us here and now, you're going to need a lot more than just big words and foreboding speeches to break down the will of the revolutionary army. I may not understand the cause much myself, but its something to fight for. All you marine dogs can make sure your first thought when you heard the word 'revolutionary', is my face. I am Hades Orion, and if these marines think they can really beat us now, then they should have done so before we broke their wall. Besides, a house with only three walls is gonna get cold sooner or later." Hades stopped talking just as quickly as he had begun. The Wind-Up man turned around and descended into the trap door. The ladder leading downwards into the darkness would serve to give him time to think.
"Thanks for the big worded, foreboding speech, Tartarus" Hades chuckled as he spoke aloud to the voice in his head.
"My pleasure."
"Small Fry,
W-what!? What was Ahn telling that guy to even do? What was his name...uh, starts with an M.
Hades was on the verge of remembering the guys name, but it seemed as though Ahn was still talking...this time to Ms. Ayano.
"Miss Koketsu,
At that moment, Hades' ear sound shrieking, but his hearing returned to normal. Exhausted and sweating profusely, the Wind-Up man panted as he tried to make sense of what was going on. Ahn certainly wasn't trying to kill Hades, that'd be crazy. The Comedian walked over to where he had landed, he had run towards the side of the wall that was destroyed, and was going to jump down onto land from there, but that wasn't exactly seeming like the best idea at the moment. "I think...until I'm completely sure as to whether or not I'm acting like an idiot, I'll take the trap door over there."
Clear as day Hades could see a dark, wooden trap door, clearly visible against the stone of the wall. It seemed to be calling to him. It was so perfectly square...as if that mattered. Hades trotted over to the trap door, his curious hands lifting the lid. "This is no doubt one of the ways these marine soldiers are even able to get up here." Orion's voice echoed inside the mind of Hades. The Olympian was certainly correct, as when Hades opened the hatch, he could see the face of a tiny, quivering marine man. "Whale, whale, whale. Looks like this marine creature has come up for air." Hades grabbed the marine by the collar and lifted him up into the air.
This man...really wasn't tall in the slightest. He seemed to be about 4'6" inches tall. What a squirt! "What are you, the runt of the litter, piggy?" Hades mocked the tiny marine man, holding him above his head with one arm. "So uh, why don't you get an early start on being my new best friend and tell what you've got hidden away in your hidey-hole there." Hades voice sounded very old timey, like he was in a film set in the 30's, he did this most likely to keep the situation at ease, as startling this man would most likely cause him to pass out or something. "W-w-what?" The marine's voice flapped out his mouth like a baby bird trying to fly for the first time. He was certainly terrified, but he still didn't give a clear answer. "Ooh, one strike Joe, try again." Hades' voice didn't falter as he stuck with his old timey sounding voice. "N-n-nothing..."
"Nothing..." Hades nodded as his voice returned to normal, he seemed to be wearing a face that blended shades of both disappointment and confusion. "So uh...you're telling me there is absolutely nothing down there...at all?"
"It leads to the g-g-grounds."
Hades blinked quickly, seeing his chance to get down to the ground without being a sitting duck. However the validity of this man's words could always be false. Hades looked this man deep in the eyes, and upon further deliberation, decided that this man probably couldn't lie even if he wanted to. Hades placed the man back down on the ground and dusted him off. "Listen here uh..." "I-i-ishmael." "Right! Ishmael! Why don't you just...uh, wait here until this whole battle blows over...maybe when this is sorted out and we take over the base, I can convince my superior to let you walk away...you don't seem fit for a battlefield." Hades turned away and was about to make his way down to the ground floor, when suddenly he heard the familiar voice of Ishmael speak up behind him.
"You r-r-revolutionaries think you can just waltz in a-a-and just take our b-b-base? W-w-winchester will never be taken hostage by you p-p-petty outlaws, and you certainly wont be t-t-taking over the island..."
Hades turned around, and without a shred of doubt or hesitation, he stood up and walked directly up to Ishmael, staring him down. "Yes we will. I've seen what the man I follow can do, I've seen him attack people merely on the very possibility that they're a snitch. So far he hasn't been wrong. If you want to stop us here and now, you're going to need a lot more than just big words and foreboding speeches to break down the will of the revolutionary army. I may not understand the cause much myself, but its something to fight for. All you marine dogs can make sure your first thought when you heard the word 'revolutionary', is my face. I am Hades Orion, and if these marines think they can really beat us now, then they should have done so before we broke their wall. Besides, a house with only three walls is gonna get cold sooner or later." Hades stopped talking just as quickly as he had begun. The Wind-Up man turned around and descended into the trap door. The ladder leading downwards into the darkness would serve to give him time to think.
"Thanks for the big worded, foreboding speech, Tartarus" Hades chuckled as he spoke aloud to the voice in his head.
"My pleasure."