Post by Badman Zeek on Nov 25, 2011 23:14:44 GMT -5
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Shortly after his attempt to claim a Marine vessel with the aid of a couple of wondering pirates like himself, Cross became aware why their actions had only been an attempt. During their temporal path of destruction, the would be crew had devised a plan to take over the Marine vessel. Everything had been planned out perfectly and would have gone smooth, until the man Cross thought to be his first-mate, made the mistake of launching himself aboard the Marine's ship. It was, when restraining himself from killing the Marines in order to rescue his former second in command, that Cross determined he was not properly prepared to capture the Marine vessel. In the end he disbanded the small crew and continued his seeking out more promising individuals.
The shift from day to evening was sure to bring more forth likely candidates. The only problem lay in the location. Cross was in Rogue Town, a Marine infested island, which has been set on alert since his earlier activities in a local tavern where he cut down about a half a dozen Marines. Regardless Cross was going to the transition from day to night. If he could find a worthy pirate in a marine inhabited town like this, they would easily be able to take a random ship at the docks, likely to be abandoned due to the amount of bars opened at the hour.
After his earlier departure from the pier Cross had returned towards the inner streets of the town. Although his intent was to stay in his room at a local inn, the pirate's insomnia refused to grant him the privilege of sleep. The restlessness that had been built from a few hours of sitting in the room forced him out into the surprisingly populated streets of Rogue Town.
His destination...the pier.