Post by devin718 on Mar 5, 2011 15:35:19 GMT -5
After resting for a while, Trent again hefted up the heavy golden throne and started to run as fast as the large object would allow. He didn't know what his captain was thinking wanting to get something like this, but this wasn't the time to ask. As he escaped, he heard the sounds of battle going off from the captain's room, and he grew a bit worried. Though he knew that Alek was strong, he couldn't help but feel at least a little concerned for the cyborg and he now wished he had stayed to fight......but this was more important at the moment.....
"Stop right there pirate!"
Trent stopped dead in his tracks and looked up to see that a group of gun wielding Marines that had obviously escaped injury so far was blocking his way out of the ship. "Surrender now, and we won't kill you." said one of the Marines standing in front of the others, raising his rifle and pointing it at the fishman. "Funny, I was about to say the same thing." Trent said, raising the throne like a club (with great difficulty due to it's weight) and pointing it in the direction of the group. "Get out of my way, or else." he threatened. Either undaunted or just stupid, the marines fired and Trent quickly dropped the throne and ducked behind it to avoid being shot up. After they ran out of ammo, Trent got up and shook his head in the group's direction. "You were warned....." he said and he picked up the throne again before tossing it at the group. They pretty much were plowed over by the heavy object, and Trent ran past them and retrieved the throne before heading the deck of the ship, now wondering what was taking Alek so long.
"Stop right there pirate!"
Trent stopped dead in his tracks and looked up to see that a group of gun wielding Marines that had obviously escaped injury so far was blocking his way out of the ship. "Surrender now, and we won't kill you." said one of the Marines standing in front of the others, raising his rifle and pointing it at the fishman. "Funny, I was about to say the same thing." Trent said, raising the throne like a club (with great difficulty due to it's weight) and pointing it in the direction of the group. "Get out of my way, or else." he threatened. Either undaunted or just stupid, the marines fired and Trent quickly dropped the throne and ducked behind it to avoid being shot up. After they ran out of ammo, Trent got up and shook his head in the group's direction. "You were warned....." he said and he picked up the throne again before tossing it at the group. They pretty much were plowed over by the heavy object, and Trent ran past them and retrieved the throne before heading the deck of the ship, now wondering what was taking Alek so long.