York was annoyed by her rejecting him for the seventh or eighth time. But she wanted to drink more, so he continue to buy her drinks. It's not like he was short on money, and the more she drank the more she may consider letting her guard down. "I'd rather be the an ass then the idiot who was out hunted." He didn't say this as much in spite, but he used an almost seductive tone. Quietly he ushered the bar keep to get him another two drinks, one stronger then the other and handed Viola the stronger of the two. "And as for tonight," he smiled, "you keep drink'in and I'll keep buy'in."
Raising a single brow at Ramsley, Viola hesitated at another offer for a drink. He was being nice to her? After she had rejected him?! Something just didn't click right in Viola's mind. She had expected him to go on a tangent, calling her all kinds of names and blabbing about this and that, yet here he was. Ramsley York was smiling at her and was paying for all her drinks! It was so surreal.....Though maybe he had really turned over a new leaf, that sleeping with her wasn't the only thing he had in mind and just maybe he wanted to pursue a relationship with-
"What is it you want York?" Viola finally questioned before her mind made her see the womanizer as in actually person and not an Asshole. Did he really just want to sleep with her that bad? Or Maybe it was just a pride thing. Ramsley did seem to have a lot of pride....
But that couldn't be exactly it, right? Though he could be an asshole at times, there once was a time when Ramsley was nice and generous, well at least Viola had saw him that way. Mentally sighing, Viola felt as if she was going to blow her brains up. Why was she having a mental debate right now? Why did she secretly hope that Ramsley wasn't a womanizer and that this was some cruel joke of his? Why did she even care?! Now she would really need a stiff drink and maybe an earlier vacation....
"What is it you want York?" Viola finally questioned before her mind made her see the womanizer as in actually person and not an Asshole. Did he really just want to sleep with her that bad? Or Maybe it was just a pride thing. Ramsley did seem to have a lot of pride....
But that couldn't be exactly it, right? Though he could be an asshole at times, there once was a time when Ramsley was nice and generous, well at least Viola had saw him that way. Mentally sighing, Viola felt as if she was going to blow her brains up. Why was she having a mental debate right now? Why did she secretly hope that Ramsley wasn't a womanizer and that this was some cruel joke of his? Why did she even care?! Now she would really need a stiff drink and maybe an earlier vacation....
York smiled, once again biding his time. It wasn't that he was desperate, it was that he had been shamed two days before by her in this same bar. It was now his main objective to "conquer" her, and if she needed him to be drunk to do this then so be it. "You had a tough week," he said trying to hide his slyness and emphasize his sudo-kindness. "Out gunned by a ghost..." When she looked confused he switched into a real smile, "wait you don't know?"
"You know about the Red War correct, the reason everyone flies a sea plane now a days?" Men had been forced to sell their houses and their little island shops and pay for planes for the Government Of Embers. And if that wasn't enough, the government then forced these poor farmers and shop keepers to fly the planes to defend against the countries to the south. "I didn't become a pilot till just after the Red War, but a little bit before you did." He gestured to the ocean outside as the bar tender handed the lady another strong drink. "Rro Rogers was the pilot of the Iron Dragon, but just before the final battle of the war he decided to lead a strike against the government with all the farmers and shop keepers." Finishing his first drink and Viola on her third he ordered a simple beer for himself and turned back to her.
"The government had a total of twelve planes fly into the final battle of the Red War. The rest were on strike with Rro, but these twelve men knew that they were going to die as they few against a hundred of the South's best Pilots..." A few tables near the two had quieted down to hear this story, it was pretty familiar to the people of St. Dour and the people of the Ember Isles but it was still a good story. "Then out of no where this Iron Dragon few in out of the clouds as the battle was about to began. My father Harry York was the only pilot to fly out of that battle, he may have shot down a dozen or so planes." York sipped his drink as the tender gave Viola yet another. By now the entire place was silent, "but to this day my father tells of the mysterious pilot who stole Rogers Sea Plane and took down more then fifty of the enemies pilots, as for Rogers, he became a sky pirate to rebel against all the innocent farmers and shop owners who lost their lives in the Red War."
"You know about the Red War correct, the reason everyone flies a sea plane now a days?" Men had been forced to sell their houses and their little island shops and pay for planes for the Government Of Embers. And if that wasn't enough, the government then forced these poor farmers and shop keepers to fly the planes to defend against the countries to the south. "I didn't become a pilot till just after the Red War, but a little bit before you did." He gestured to the ocean outside as the bar tender handed the lady another strong drink. "Rro Rogers was the pilot of the Iron Dragon, but just before the final battle of the war he decided to lead a strike against the government with all the farmers and shop keepers." Finishing his first drink and Viola on her third he ordered a simple beer for himself and turned back to her.
"The government had a total of twelve planes fly into the final battle of the Red War. The rest were on strike with Rro, but these twelve men knew that they were going to die as they few against a hundred of the South's best Pilots..." A few tables near the two had quieted down to hear this story, it was pretty familiar to the people of St. Dour and the people of the Ember Isles but it was still a good story. "Then out of no where this Iron Dragon few in out of the clouds as the battle was about to began. My father Harry York was the only pilot to fly out of that battle, he may have shot down a dozen or so planes." York sipped his drink as the tender gave Viola yet another. By now the entire place was silent, "but to this day my father tells of the mysterious pilot who stole Rogers Sea Plane and took down more then fifty of the enemies pilots, as for Rogers, he became a sky pirate to rebel against all the innocent farmers and shop owners who lost their lives in the Red War."
At a table in the far back Athens sat drinking a mango juice. Mango's were his thing, they were so good. "What happened to the Iron Dragon then if your Pop was the only one to get out of there alive?" The man had goggles over his rich dirty blonde hair and he was in pretty loose clothing, almost dressed like a pirate, but without the grit or scars. "How is everyone seeing him everywhere if he died seven years ago???"
Out gunned by a ghost...Rro Rogers was the pilot of the Iron Dragon....He died seven years ago....
Normally at the sound of this information, Viola would be upright and at full attention, though now with the high levels of alcohol running throughout her body, Viola was in a fit of blissful giggles.
"R-Riiigght, a ghost! Booo!~" She said giggling like Ramsley had said the most funniest thing in world.
"GGhossst don't save peeooople Rammy, only Angels do!" Viola tried to sound normal yet her heavy slurring and feeling of the room spinning out of control wasn't really helping, though neither was her new nickname for Ramsley. Rammy was so childish....Viola could've done better...
Standing up from her seat on wobbly legs, Viola attempted to leave. Even now in her extremely intoxicated state, she knew she had had enough.
"I haavve tooo leave nooow...." She muttered trying not to brust into another giggling fit. Viola knew it would be best to leave now, unless Ramsley get a hold of her and then who knows where she would end up? But as she tried to leave the bar, Viola suddenly forgot which way was the right way. Was it left or right? Or maybe up? Down? Was she even on the right island?!
Normally at the sound of this information, Viola would be upright and at full attention, though now with the high levels of alcohol running throughout her body, Viola was in a fit of blissful giggles.
"R-Riiigght, a ghost! Booo!~" She said giggling like Ramsley had said the most funniest thing in world.
"GGhossst don't save peeooople Rammy, only Angels do!" Viola tried to sound normal yet her heavy slurring and feeling of the room spinning out of control wasn't really helping, though neither was her new nickname for Ramsley. Rammy was so childish....Viola could've done better...
Standing up from her seat on wobbly legs, Viola attempted to leave. Even now in her extremely intoxicated state, she knew she had had enough.
"I haavve tooo leave nooow...." She muttered trying not to brust into another giggling fit. Viola knew it would be best to leave now, unless Ramsley get a hold of her and then who knows where she would end up? But as she tried to leave the bar, Viola suddenly forgot which way was the right way. Was it left or right? Or maybe up? Down? Was she even on the right island?!
Ramsey muttered something to Athens about nobody knowing who stole Rro's plane, and no one knowing who died and who was the ghost pilot flying the Iron Dragon now. But eventually he followed the confused and intoxicated Viola into the hall be for BLACK! The morning brought soreness of the head and stomach as she awoke in Rams bed, "morning V." York was grinning at his accomplishment of the night before, I appriciate the rejections this last year." He laughed a bit to himself, "it made last night so much more enjoyable." York was just a man but inner eyes he must have seemed as a monster would, especially with his next sentence. "Now it is my pleasure to kick you out of my hotel room!!!" Laughter echoed off the walls of the apartment and two Sky Navy officers entered the room, grabbing her arms they escorted the woman out into the hall before closing the door on her and helping York clean the room. Half dressed Viola, was now alone in the hall, what had happened the night before.
Ramsey muttered something to Athens about nobody knowing who stole Rro's plane, and no one knowing who died and who was the ghost pilot flying the Iron Dragon now. But eventually he followed the confused and intoxicated Viola into the hall be for BLACK! The morning brought soreness of the head and stomach as she awoke in Rams bed, "morning V." York was grinning at his accomplishment of the night before, I appriciate the rejections this last year." He laughed a bit to himself, "it made last night so much more enjoyable." York was just a man but inner eyes he must have seemed as a monster would, especially with his next sentence. "Now it is my pleasure to kick you out of my hotel room!!!" Laughter echoed off the walls of the apartment and two Sky Navy officers entered the room, grabbing her arms they escorted the woman out into the hall before closing the door on her and helping York clean the room. Half dressed Viola, was now alone in the hall, what had happened the night before?
Viola Warren was missing.....Or at least that was the rumor that had spread across St.Dour and through people of the Ember Isles. Apparently after she was seen leaving the infamous Ramsley York's hotel room, she just up and left the Ember Isles. Maybe she was embarrassed about being caught with him and decided to flee the Islands? Maybe she decided that this kind of life was not for her? No one exactly knew....well besides Viola herself.
The truth was, Viola did indeed flee the Ember Isles, though not exactly because she was embarrassed of being with Ramsley. No, she left in order to prevent herself from killing the Womanizer. He had gotten her drunk and then stole her precious virginity that she had been saving for someone special, only to literally kick her out. To Viola that made him no worse than the Pirates and Thiefs they hunted every other day. So she fled on a mini vacation to the far lands and back to her bumpkin hometown to "grief over her loss". In doing so, Viola had a good time. She helped around her family's farm and gave them enough money to help rebuild and renovate the old house. It had made her really happy to be with her Ma and Pa but Viola needed to return to the Isles if she wanted to make a living.
After three weeks away, The Jimmy Warren and his pilot had returned and was ready to get back in the flow of things. Viola's vacation had changed her in many ways and now she was serious on becoming a better and more world renowned Sea-Pilot. If she couldn't physically kill Ramsley York, Viola would crush him in his popularity at being one of the best pilots and would only focus on that. No more drinking and no more guys, just Viola and the Skies!
The truth was, Viola did indeed flee the Ember Isles, though not exactly because she was embarrassed of being with Ramsley. No, she left in order to prevent herself from killing the Womanizer. He had gotten her drunk and then stole her precious virginity that she had been saving for someone special, only to literally kick her out. To Viola that made him no worse than the Pirates and Thiefs they hunted every other day. So she fled on a mini vacation to the far lands and back to her bumpkin hometown to "grief over her loss". In doing so, Viola had a good time. She helped around her family's farm and gave them enough money to help rebuild and renovate the old house. It had made her really happy to be with her Ma and Pa but Viola needed to return to the Isles if she wanted to make a living.
After three weeks away, The Jimmy Warren and his pilot had returned and was ready to get back in the flow of things. Viola's vacation had changed her in many ways and now she was serious on becoming a better and more world renowned Sea-Pilot. If she couldn't physically kill Ramsley York, Viola would crush him in his popularity at being one of the best pilots and would only focus on that. No more drinking and no more guys, just Viola and the Skies!
The first night of returning back things were peaceful in her home, that was until the front door was kicked down, "wake up Jimmy!" A man stood in the dark at the foot of her bed, a pirate on each side of him. One was a dark haired woman in a mask and one was a small fuzzy looking creature known as a Wabbaloq, very rare in these northern parts. "I heard about what the admirals kid did to ya, I'm here to help out with your revenge!" The woman remained silent but the Wabbaloq jumped onto the bed, pointing a pistol at her head he smirked, 'think she'll make a good Sky Pirate boss??' Rro laughed at his second mates question, "anyone with as much soul as she has can be a pilot, but only those with a passion for revenge can be a pirate... What do ya say Jimmy?"
Was this really happening? This couldn't be right...? Viola had to be dreaming....but she knew she wasn't. The coldness of the pistol that was pointed to her head, told Viola otherwise.
"I-I'm not Jimmy...." Viola stammered, the fear making her sound like a little girl and not a Twenty seven year old adult. What did they mean by making her a Sky Pirate? And how did they know about Ramsley and her? Another good question was why did they kick down her door?! Viola would probably be charged extra on her rent for this....
"M-My name is Viola, and I don't really appreciate Pirates breaking in my house and holding guns to my head....also if you are speaking of Revenge, I would like to know the terms before I allow pirates to help me do anything...., erm please?" Viola asked slightly timidly. She still wasn't use to be awakened by random ass Pirates in the middle of the night, but Viola could still listen to their offer...as long as no one ended up dead, especially her.
"I-I'm not Jimmy...." Viola stammered, the fear making her sound like a little girl and not a Twenty seven year old adult. What did they mean by making her a Sky Pirate? And how did they know about Ramsley and her? Another good question was why did they kick down her door?! Viola would probably be charged extra on her rent for this....
"M-My name is Viola, and I don't really appreciate Pirates breaking in my house and holding guns to my head....also if you are speaking of Revenge, I would like to know the terms before I allow pirates to help me do anything...., erm please?" Viola asked slightly timidly. She still wasn't use to be awakened by random ass Pirates in the middle of the night, but Viola could still listen to their offer...as long as no one ended up dead, especially her.
"Lower your weapon Piiro, she had her apples stollen, that's not an easy thing to get over." The Wabbaloq lowered his weapon but stayed on the bed, the little one stood about three feet tall, while the other two were between five and six feet tall. The woman stayed silent as Rogers continued, "and what I want is the same as what you want!" The fuzzy small creature giggled evily, 'Kill York.' Rogers continued, "That bastard is hunting me and my associates, so if he is delt with it would be best for everyone." He gestured to Piiro, "this is Piiro, he's my Gunner... And this is Iva." The woman in the mask bowed, "she's my personal mechanic, she also knows her way around a rocket launcher. She can shoot any pilot out of the sky." Then he looked back to Viola, "and we know who you are Jimmy, a pilot is only as good as her plane."
Viola frowned, slightly annoyed by this Pirate. Yes, Viola hated Ramsley York...probably as much as this Pirate and his crew did! But to kill someone, even if it was that Jackass...it just didn't sit well with her. And her with Pirates?
What would her parents think? Heck, what would the whole island think?! Being a pirate led to dangerous things....her family could get killed or their farm could be destroyed! Viola just didn't know if she could take that risk.....
But the revenge was so very very tempting! Just the thought of acting it out, brought a smile to her face! Ramsley York, could be out of her life and he would stop causing her pain and agony....Wasn't that a good thing?
"I don't know...." Viola muttered, obviously deep in thought. This was a very tough decision.
What would her parents think? Heck, what would the whole island think?! Being a pirate led to dangerous things....her family could get killed or their farm could be destroyed! Viola just didn't know if she could take that risk.....
But the revenge was so very very tempting! Just the thought of acting it out, brought a smile to her face! Ramsley York, could be out of her life and he would stop causing her pain and agony....Wasn't that a good thing?
"I don't know...." Viola muttered, obviously deep in thought. This was a very tough decision.
Rro was a bit more clever then flat out murder, that was just no fun. If Ramsley, son of the Islands acting Admiral was just flat out murdered he'd be remembered as a war hero. "We're not just murdering savages Miss Jimmy, were more clever then that, have some faith in us pirates." The man touched the Wabbaloq's head, "leave me to speak to Miss Jimmy alone." The fuzz ball grunted as he and the masked woman left the room. "There are three steps to my deliciously devious plan. If we just kill the fool, he will become a marter, if we sabatogue him and then take him out..." A smile grew long across his face, "you become a hero, get your revenge, and we go back to stealing the navy's money and gifting it to the struggling widows of the war."
Viola was silent, listening tentatively to everything the Pirate was telling her. Viola would become a hero by sabotage? That didn't sound too bad, being that she was ignoring the part about her working with pirates and that they were probably indeed kill Ramsley. There was still a very small part of Viola that wanted to see him as a good person and that hopefully they wouldn't have to come to any bloodshedding....
Sitting up in her bed, Viola sighed heavily before speaking.
"Alright. I suppose we have a deal...Mr. Pirate..?" She agreed, finally noticing that the man in front of her hadn't gave her his name. It was odd how these type of mysterious people and events kept occurring in her life now. First she was saved by a Ghost, now she was working with Pirates! What was next? Viola actually falling in love or something?! It was almost funny enough for her to end up laughing right then and there, but Viola didn't want to end up looking crazy in front of her new....partner?
Mentally shaking her head, Viola let a small smile grace her features. At least now she would finally get an adventure that she had always craved as a child....or possible locked in jail and executed...
Sitting up in her bed, Viola sighed heavily before speaking.
"Alright. I suppose we have a deal...Mr. Pirate..?" She agreed, finally noticing that the man in front of her hadn't gave her his name. It was odd how these type of mysterious people and events kept occurring in her life now. First she was saved by a Ghost, now she was working with Pirates! What was next? Viola actually falling in love or something?! It was almost funny enough for her to end up laughing right then and there, but Viola didn't want to end up looking crazy in front of her new....partner?
Mentally shaking her head, Viola let a small smile grace her features. At least now she would finally get an adventure that she had always craved as a child....or possible locked in jail and executed...
"Put her there, Miss Jimmy," Rogers said smiling as he stuck out his greasy hand for her to shake. But as he stuck it out there was a noise from outside and he retracted his hand, "Get the Red Cloud ready for take off," as the pirate said this the woman and Wabbaloq could be heard leaving the house, "Names Rogers by the way, I fly a strong gunned plane known as Sunrise Red or the Red Cloud, so you can call me Red, or Rro, or anything for that matter..." He put a small letter on her night stand, go to the island on this map three days from now at dusk, thats when we will start our little Adventure. "I'm very exited to see how our partnership progresses," the man gestured a tip of the hat, even though he was wearing no hat, and then he left, leaving Viola alone in the night once more.
"Rro Rogers was the pilot of the Iron Dragon" "Names Rogers by the way, I fly a strong gunned plane known as Sunrise Red or the Red Cloud, so you can call me Red, or Rro, or anything for that matter"
This two quotes played endlessly in Viola's head as she sat patiently in her plane. Could the Pirate she had made this deal with really be him ? It had been exactly three days since then and Viola had follow the letter "Rro" had left her to the exact word. As she sat waiting for them to show up or for something to happen, Viola couldn't help but think about who this people were.
"A pirate missing a leg, a dark haired woman in a mask and a small fuzzy looking creature all burst into my house...." It sounded like a bad opening to a joke. All she needed was the punch line.
Sighing, Viola couldn't help but feel extremely nervous. What if this was a trap? What if the government found out what they were doing and they were all put on death row? What if Ramsley found out? It almost made Viola want to throw up her early breakfast, which had been a banana and a small cup of coffee. Before flying here, Viola had paced back and forth, debating on even coming here in the first place. But she knew it wouldn't be right to go back on her word, especially since now she was dealing with Pirates....
"Ugh, I'm so screwed..." She muttered to herself, running a shaky hand through her messy hair. Viola also hadn't bothered to fix herself, she figured it would help with her "Criminal" look.
This two quotes played endlessly in Viola's head as she sat patiently in her plane. Could the Pirate she had made this deal with really be him ? It had been exactly three days since then and Viola had follow the letter "Rro" had left her to the exact word. As she sat waiting for them to show up or for something to happen, Viola couldn't help but think about who this people were.
"A pirate missing a leg, a dark haired woman in a mask and a small fuzzy looking creature all burst into my house...." It sounded like a bad opening to a joke. All she needed was the punch line.
Sighing, Viola couldn't help but feel extremely nervous. What if this was a trap? What if the government found out what they were doing and they were all put on death row? What if Ramsley found out? It almost made Viola want to throw up her early breakfast, which had been a banana and a small cup of coffee. Before flying here, Viola had paced back and forth, debating on even coming here in the first place. But she knew it wouldn't be right to go back on her word, especially since now she was dealing with Pirates....
"Ugh, I'm so screwed..." She muttered to herself, running a shaky hand through her messy hair. Viola also hadn't bothered to fix herself, she figured it would help with her "Criminal" look.
Piiro walked out of the bushes of this small jungle island, "Rogers... I mean Red does apologize for the inconvenience but he wants me to check ya for weapons," the fuzzy pervert winked at Viola. He scurried around her like a squirrel or some small animal might. "Alright," he said dropping any weapons she may have down on the sand. "Rogers is in the stone temple just threw this brush, it's right infront of the big salt river that cuts the island in two..." He pointed into the Jungle and gestured for her to proceed.
A shiver ran down Viola's spine after the fuzzy rat thing finished his search. Viola hadn't brought any weapons with her, but she supposed it was for safety measures. Yet she could've swore she felt his hands touch her in places that he shouldn't have. Sighing, Viola muttered something about "Pirates and perverts" before heading in the general direction of where Piiro had gestured her towards.
To Viola the Jungle was an amazing site. She bad never been to or really flew near such a tropic and lush island nor jungle. It was beautifully to her in every way and she couldn't help but daydream on the fact that these Pirates may have got to see these kind of things every day! Though nothing really beat flying through the big puffy clouds in the sky. It was like another ocean, but of air....well if that made any since.
"Woah..." Viola let out a long whistle, staring at the insides of the ancient temple. Even in it's crumbling state, Viola found it just as gorgeous as the scenery outside.
To Viola the Jungle was an amazing site. She bad never been to or really flew near such a tropic and lush island nor jungle. It was beautifully to her in every way and she couldn't help but daydream on the fact that these Pirates may have got to see these kind of things every day! Though nothing really beat flying through the big puffy clouds in the sky. It was like another ocean, but of air....well if that made any since.
"Woah..." Viola let out a long whistle, staring at the insides of the ancient temple. Even in it's crumbling state, Viola found it just as gorgeous as the scenery outside.
"Welcome to my home," Rro said adjusting his metal leg. "Before we begin do you have any questions for me?" The mans long black hair brushed against his shoulders as he polished his weapon. "Ask away, if it is a history lesson you want I can share with you my story, or if it's a future telling I can tell you where the money is and who will hand it to ya." The pirate stood revealing the man to be shirtless, Iva walked by, a darker skinned basil race by the look. She still wore her ceramic mask, but she was in a cloth bikini otherwise. She was silent as she passed, "what is it you need to know before you kill the admirals little defiler of a son?"
'Don't stare Viola....' Her conscience nagged at as the pilot's eyes subconsciously trailed over both of the Pirate's bodies. Seriously, how could people so dangerous look that good? Compared to Viola's farm girl tan and small muscle, they were like gods or something...
"Ahem, well uh...You said your name was Rogers," Viola began, trying to advert her eyes from the pirates infront of her. No one wanted some farm bumpkin oogling them. But damn Rogers was-
"Do you know anything about the Iron Dragon?" She finally blurted. Her mind needed to be clear unless she ended up making a fool out of herself.
'Be cool V, you're twenty seven and completely done with relationships, plus his is a PIRATE!!!" Her conscience reminded Viola once again. She could at least stare, right? There was no harm in doing that....
"Ahem, well uh...You said your name was Rogers," Viola began, trying to advert her eyes from the pirates infront of her. No one wanted some farm bumpkin oogling them. But damn Rogers was-
"Do you know anything about the Iron Dragon?" She finally blurted. Her mind needed to be clear unless she ended up making a fool out of herself.
'Be cool V, you're twenty seven and completely done with relationships, plus his is a PIRATE!!!" Her conscience reminded Viola once again. She could at least stare, right? There was no harm in doing that....
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