Gael and Renata! Revenge on the White Sea!

[Fox]

A loud slam reverberated through the spacious workshop, toppling tools from precarious positions onto the floor. Renata stood in the doorframe, her form silhouetted against the faint moonlight outside. Her wings fluttered like they always did when she was agitated. She stomped inside, her boots thudding heavily against the floor. She stood in front of her workbench. The remains of several half finished projects were strewn across it as her red hair draped down over her face.

“How am I going to do this…”

The first step would be finding the people that had done this to Pops, but she only had a brief description of their flag. She drummed her fingers on the table. Well, the first thing to do would be to get off this island. She could probably swipe a waver or something similar off Pops, but going up against sky pirates in a waver in a direct confrontation was just asking to get hurt as well. She needed to get the drop on them. Possibly at night while they were sleeping.

Grabbing an odd looking sword off the table, Renata popped open a slot and slid a Heat Dial inside, locking it into place. Well, she’d always wanted an excuse to use this thing. Popping open the top, Renata inserted a magazine with bullets and clicked it into place. She snatched a couple extra magazines - including a few that had specially crafted bullets - and put them into a pouch on her belt.

“Alright… guns, knives, Ragnarok…” she muttered, doing a final check that she had everything that she needed before setting out. She was wearing Atiradoras, her boots, which were her special brand of Shooters. Aside from stealing a waver or something from pops, she was all set. Okay. Time to make those bastards pay.

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[Sam]

With a spring in his step Gael walked through the paved streets of Eisenwerks in the dead of night. It would be a nice day to walk if it weren’t for the somber feeling in his heart which he tried to hide. The night was young and gorgeous with Fairy Vearth hanging up in the sky in full display of its spotted white face. The chilled wind of the night sky kissing his skin. Perfection.

Stepping through an alleyway and walking into the dock area he looked both ways to make sure no one was on him. He was going to take revenge for his Father. Clenching his fist feeling the coldness in his hand as he stared out into the white sea. Gael made a mental note of what he had. The Atiradores that Renata had made for him and the shackles around his wrist their cold metal pressed against his skin reminding him of their presence.

“I’m doing this for you…”

He huffed, stepping into the Waver and staring at the sea. He took a final look at the docks before sitting and thinking for a moment. A part of him paused in the moment as it were.

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[Fox]

A hand fell on Gael’s shoulder, yanking him back as the flash of steel glinted above. Then Renata paused when she saw exactly who it was on Pops’ waver. She let out an airy sigh, flicking the dagger that she’d been holding over his head back into its holster on her leg. Putting her hands on her hips, Renata flared out her red wings and tapped her foot at Gael.

“What are you doing here? It’s not the time of night to go out for a joy ride,” she commented, trying not to reveal her own intentions by being here at the dead of night. To be fair, there was probably no avoiding it, considering she was strapped to the teeth with all of her weapons. She sighed and rubbed the back of her head, looking away. “Shouldn’t you be with Pops?”

Despite being somewhat oblivious sometimes, Gael wasn’t stupid. This probably wasn’t going to work. Still, Renata didn’t want him in harm’s way if she could help it. Her eyes drifted over to the controls of the waver that they were standing in. She might be able to push him out and take off by herself? Gael was sort of a big guy though, and she didn’t fancy her chances despite being quick.

“Old man needs you, ya know? He was asking where you were,” she lied as easily as she breathed, “You should go check up on him.”

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[Sam]

Feeling a hand on his shoulder almost made him leap. Gael was ready to punch the would-be person in the face. That was until he heard the familiar voice in time followed by the familiae pale face. In part he calmed down. But the other part of him started to freak out for other reasons… he felt his palms were starting to sweat and his heart seemed to have no intention of slowing down. Still, he managed to maintain his composure… his father was in his mind.

“I am not going out for a joy ride. I think you know why I’m here. Besides, I can ask you the same thing.”

Gael smirked.

“What are you doing out here strapped with weapons to the teeth? It looks like you’re headed to war.”

Checkmate, he had her there! However, Renata was unlikely to back off with just that. She was a fighter so she kept going and decided to bring Barbossa (Pops) into the matter. Gael’s calm demeanor changed almost instantly as his lips went from a smug smirk to a frown. He gave her a gentle shake of the head.

“No.”

He replied and turned around to hold onto the waiver. This was his duty. Renata always jumped on to things. She was free. But he? No he wasn’t free. Gael felt trapped. This was his chance to be free. This was his chance to do something for his father.

“I’ll go see him in the morning. I have business to attend. You can come with me. But it's my business. This is for my Father after all and I am doing this as much for myself as I am for him. I won’t budge.”

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[Fox]

Renata clicked her tongue. Worth a shot. A sigh hissed between her lips. She really had wanted to do this alone. It was her chance to finally prove herself to Pops and the Old Man. Maybe finally get that old bag to like her. With Gael here, they were just going to focus their attention on him. It was what Gael said next that felt like a stab to her heart though. It was his business. She could tag along but that was all she would be. A tagalong. Both to this mission and his family. Renata turned away to hide her feelings of hurt.

“…Fine,” she said finally, forcing a smile and playful tone, “But move over. I’m driving. I don’t wanna end up stuck upside down in sea cloud again.”

Renata waved her hands to shoo him into the backseat. Taking the controls of the waver into her hands made her feel better like she had a modicum of control over the situation. Kicking the waver into gear, it lurched forward suddenly as it came to life. Renata had done that on purpose for just a tiny amount of revenge on Gael. But all systems looked good to go. Alright.

“Hang on!”

The waver shot forward at speed, racing out onto the White Sea. The cool night air whipped her hair around wildly. Her eyes teared up a little as the wind stabbed her eyes. Definitely all the wind. Wiping them away, Renata pulled down her goggles to keep the wind from getting into her eyes. She felt a bit foolish for thinking that this could be her chance to prove herself now. Rather than dwell on it though, since Gael wanted to head up this thing, she focused on that.

“Do you have a plan?”

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[Sam]

It all clicked to him the way Renata turned around seemingly in pain hiding her feelings. Gael’s heart sank; he went pale. Putting a hand on his forehead Gael shook his head in disappointment. Well he wanted this for himself. But he didn’t want to hurt Renata… it didn’t make it better for him that she pretended not to feel anything. That playful smirk stabbed him deeply.

“Fine, fine, I trust your driving skills more.”

He moved to the back and shook his head… fine maybe he wasn’t the best driver. As he said that Renata turned on the Waver causing him to lurch forward. Luckily he was able to grab a hold in time… Gael couldn’t help but blush. She was a wild one…

“I’m already holding on.”

Immediately the waver sped through the white sea… cold thin air whipped across his face as did strands of Renata’s bright red hair. Gael looked away at the sea. He bit his lip. Had he been too harsh with her? She just wanted to help. Her heart was in the right place. But he wanted to do things for himself. This was a decision he could make on his own. He didn't want to live a life chosen for him. He wanted to live a life of his own choosing. Gael wanted to make mistakes. To make his own decisions.

“Hm? A plan? Yeah I’m just sneaking in. Assassinating the man and leaving. Clean and simple. No fuss or anything.”

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[Fox]

Ugh. There it was again. Renata grit her teeth. Where before it had hurt, now it was making her mad. Wrenching the waver around to the side in a way that would make Gael lurch forward, Renata jabbed a finger into his chest to push him back and loom over him. Her irritation was plain to see on her face, which was only a few inches away from Gael’s own.

“What’s this ‘I’ business? You expecting me to just be your getaway driver? Uh-uh,” she wagged her finger at him, pulling away and tossing her hair back, “Pops is important to me too, ya know. Or did you forget?”

With a sigh, Renata slicked back her wild red hair into a ponytail to keep it out of her face. Gael really didn’t know what he was doing when it came to this stuff, did he? For one, the lad was huge. Sneaking around in his usual get up would just attract a lot of unwanted attention. Besides, that sort of revenge was real small. Renata’s plans were much bigger, much more final, and didn’t leave any loose ends behind.

“Think, Gael, think! What are you gonna do if the crew comes looking for revenge? We gotta take them all out,” she said, leaning against the steering lightly, “I’ve got some Breath Dials we can use. One spark and boom.”

She gestured with her hands, pantomiming an explosion.

“Of course, if you feel like that’s too impersonal, I’ve got knives and poison. We could disguise ourselves and slip poison into their food. Our primary concern’s gotta be picking them all off, so we can get the man alone.”

Renata tapped the handle hard.

“I want him to know what losing people you care about feels like.”

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[Sam]

She snapped, Gael didn’t expect it but she snapped. His skin went cold at the touch of her finger against her chest. Her indignation was clear cut to him. Gael grit his teeth in annoyance.

“Fine. I’m sorry. Maybe I shouldn’t have been so selfish about my Father. But you shouldn’t have tried tricking me into abandoning my schemes by telling me he was asking for me. I don’t like being manipulated, Rena. You know better.”

He let loose too, he couldn’t take it anymore. Gael rubbed his face as she went on about her grandiose plan with collateral. Had she been setting him a trap? To prove him wrong? To show she was better? Gael sighed holding back the knot in his throat. He should have gone alone and left her on the dock. No, that was rude. She deserved to be here as much as he did. Father meant a lot to her.

“Rena, please… I mean these are good plans but it's probably not a good idea to be so explosive with this plan. We should draw attention like that.

Gael explained tilting his head down to look at Renata. A frown spread across his lips. Why was she so wild?

“Listen, the crew doesn’t deserve to die, they are not responsible for their Captain’s actions. Much like a child isn’t responsible for the sins of their Father… or a Nation for the tyranny of its ruler.”

Shaking his head he rested it in one hand. What Renata said made sense. But it didn’t go well with him. That scorched Earth tactic was just… not viable to him. It was unfair to the crew. His enemy. No, their enemy was the man who had done this. Not the entire crew.

“Sometimes people are forced into situations they don’t want to be in. We don’t know the crew’s story… so let's not pass judgment on them, please.”

He stood up straight and decided to smile in an attempt to brighten the mood up a little. Gael put a palm on Renata’s shoulder. There was a part of him that had wanted to explode. But it wasn’t good. No he shouldn’t explode it was not the right thing. He had to be strong and see her eye to eye.

“Let us work together. It's not about us after all right? It's for Father. I’m sorry for my selfish words.”

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[Fox]

Renata felt a little mollified by Gael’s initial apology. And sure, maybe he had a point about her trying to trick him. That hadn’t been the best thing for her to do. But she’d wanted it. She’d wanted to do this alone and finally prove that she was worth something. Plus, she didn’t want Gael getting hurt. But mostly the first thing. Sure, it was selfish, but Gael got everything that he wanted in life. She had nothing. She didn’t care to be admonished like that, but she sat there and took it because she deserved it to some extent.

She thought that would be the end of it, but apparently not. Oh, Gael was terribly naive when it came to these things. She was the one who had been hunted. She was the one who had nearly lost her life to these kinds of things. There were no half measures.

“You say that as if they didn’t have any choice in the matter,” Renata commented dryly, “There’s always a choice, Gael. But fine, have it your way.”

He wanted to work together, but Renata really wanted no part in Gael’s plans. He didn’t seem to want to do hers either, and so there was no compromise in this for her. Gael always got what he wanted. The golden child. The perfect son. She glanced down at his hand on her shoulder, not bothering to look up at the forced smile that he was putting on for her benefit. She swatted his hand away, turning around and setting off once more.

“Don’t hesitate when you do it, Gael. You won’t get a second chance.”

Renata offered up that piece of advice since he seemed so certain in wanting to have it his way. He was going to do the deed. Ordinarily, Renata would have taken care of the dirty work, but if the golden child wanted to do it his way, he was going to have to get his hands bloody. It wasn’t something she wished for him, but sometimes reality needed to slap you hard in the face.

“Did you bring a knife or were you just planning on doing it with your bare hands?” she asked, trying to ascertain how much he had actually thought this through.

[Sam]

Wait, Gael hadn’t actually thought that far ahead… in all honesty despite his bold claim to assassinate Captain Basil he hadn’t actually intended to do so. He just wanted to kick the snake-faced man’s teeth in. Maybe leave him in a coma for a couple of days or weeks from the injuries. But not actually kill him! That was just stupid talk… to seem tough in front of Renata. Gael pulled his hand away and used it to slick his hair back.

“Haha… haha… ha… So about that… I just wanted to beat him up. I’m a doctor, I save lives not take them, y’know?”

He gave an awkward smile expecting Renata to scoff at the statement. She was indeed a bit more cold-blooded than him. To Gael it was just a byproduct of the races she partook in… Eisenwerk’s races were deadly. Casualty rates were very high among the racers due not only to sabotage from fellow racers but also simply due to their nature alone. The races had little to no rules so you could get away with a lot.

“Look, if you want to do the dirty work by all means do it. But at least let me slap him around for a bit? It’s therapeutic I swear.”

Gael couldn’t say he completely agreed with Renata’s philosophy of killing everyone or that people had a choice to run away. Sure some people were lucky to escape cycles. But the same couldn’t surely be said about everyone. Different circumstances affected different people. But there was no changing Rena’s view on it. Gael knew that much. Once she set her mind on something it was that way and that's that. Gael rubbed the side of his face and stared out into the ocean, his eyes looking at the horizon for any sign of Captain Basil’s flag.

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[Fox]

Renata’s prior foul mood almost evaporated instantly when she heard just how little that Gael had thought things through. She gave him an almost incredulous, annoyed look. Really? She shook her head and turned her eyes forward once more so that she could watch where they were going. She rubbed her temple with a hand. Oh boy. Knowing what this was for Gael now, Renata considered her options.

She didn’t want Gael to think so little of her that he thought she was some kind of murder machine. It wasn’t as if she enjoyed it. Renata just wanted to make sure those that hurt the ones she loved never had a second chance to repeat the mistake. She sighed and grumbled to herself, her voice being lost in the blustering wind.

“Ugh, Gael…”

Frustrating. So frustrating. He’d waltzed in on her plan for revenge like he owned it, asked her to work with him, and then presented her with impossible choices. She could sense him judging her! His stupid bashful blue eyes stabbing her in the back with their innocence. Renata allowed herself to pout. She didn’t want Gael to see this side of her if he also wasn’t committed to it. It was one thing to say you were going to kill someone, but it was another to mean it and do it. He’d see her differently afterward.

Renata hissed and shook her head, trying to spot out the flag of the guy who’d done this to Pops. What was she going to do? Even if Gael didn’t mean business, these guys might kill him. She couldn’t let him go in alone, could she? She scowled. She’d been planning to when he’d made a fuss about letting him have his way, but that felt almost irresponsible now.

“Dammit…”

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