Furry Pirate Bay RP....

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Xandral saw Spike's ship land and decided to call off the 'welcome wagon' with a wave of his fist.

"We're nearing Furry bay, take what loot you're willing to part with and enjoy yourselves when we land" He was met with cheers a whoops before changing his angle towards the port of Furry bay.

A few long moments later, the crew automatically weighed ancor and everyone calmly left the ship until they got onto the peir, then almost all of them dashed off into the streets. Drake and Toral stayed behind to guard the ship voluntarily while Xandral went looking for either a maiden to mess with, or a new crewmember, both he knew were at the 'sharkshack'.

The instant he entered, his shield and sword immedeatly made him stand out and the bar started to quiet down, mostly because starting trouble was likely to bring the whole Burning Wing crew in with weapons at the draw.

[Armalite_]

Spike wandered through the sreets of the city. The sounds of music, chatter, and pistol fire filled the air. "Ahh...I'm home!" He stopped outside a familiar venue, Nancy's Harbour Cafe. He smiled, fixed his red overcoat and walked inside. He opened the door and had to dodge a flying rum bottle. "Hohoho, not this time." He continued inside. "Nancy! I'm back!" The vixen appeared through the back door of the tavern wearing a well used red dress, torn a bit to show her cleavage more than usual.

"Oh Captain Spike. How thoughtful of you to visit." She said smiling, leaning against the bar.

Spike approached, ignoring the drunken bar fights, singing, and drinking going on around him. "Miss me?" He asked with open arms.

Nancy chuckled lightly. "Why don't you come around back and I'll show you?" She asked, lifting her skirt.

Spike laughed and picked her up in his arms, carrying her to the back. "Give me a jug of that famous Ol' Spiced!"

[Xleena]

   Xleena drank her vodka at the bar. She'd always hated the biterness of ale, despite this not being very pirate like. The thought made her grin, as she stroked her silky scarf in a slight daze. Out of the corner of her eye, a pirate walked in that seemed to catch everyone's attention.
   A very 'merry' dog interrupted her peace as he slurred 'Fancy a bit of fun for a slip of silver coi--' unable to finish his sentence as her paw contacted in a ferocious way to his lower area. A yelp was heard as he fell off the stool, and some old barman (and friend of hers) picked him up, dragged him out and threw him onto the street.
   The barkeep, an old panther, nodded at Xleena as he strode back behind the bar. 'Sorry 'bout that 'leeny darl.' The old panther growled, 'thar be too much scum tha' washes up on these shores nowadays...' Xleena chuckled and retorted 'Th's always been scum Peter, jus' I seem to attract it.'  However, no one seemed to wish to sit at the empty bar stool next to her right now, anyway.

[KittKat chunky~]

*Kitt edged past the large figure wielding a shield and buckler, he nodded to the captain of the burning wing as he moved over to the bar with his first mate...*
"weeell, doesnt look like there are many here who could sail a ship....."
*His first mate looked around most of the scum binging on the ale*
"that be tru cap'n, ya dont always find good un's... we may have to search somewhere else"
*Kitt nodded and asked whether his first mate could look round for anyone interested, seeing as he was here ha had decided a drink was in call for.. looking towards the bar he saw only one unoccupied seat beside a fur wearing a flamboyant hat, no one else seemed to be going near her... but that wasnt uncommun, many people wanted theyre private space... he sat down beside her, pulling a hip flask from a pouch he asked the barman for a shot glass and payed him out of good will before pouring a slug of golden pear brandy*

[Xleena]

Xleena saw the young handsome gentleman sit next to her. Not usually the type to be sitting in a scab hole like this She thought. She realised his dressings were that of a captain and remarked rather bluntly 'D' ye plan to make any 'propositions' to me man?'

[KittKat chunky~]

Kitt turned to the fur beside him, looking her up and down from the long cutlass to the demeanour of a hardworking crewman
"well, if ya be interested in saying yes. Cap'n Kitt of the feline fang, and we be indeed looking to run us some new crewman, you ask the questions. I be answering them"
He downed the shot glass of pear brandy and looked back to her.

[Philly Tanuki]

Philly reached into his pocket feeling around for a few coins to buy a drink, but unfortunately he was broke.  Walking to the pier he saw several ships docked and decided to board the closest one to him.  "Well I suppose I'll have to swipe whatever gold that I can off of this ship" he said as he boarded the Feline Fang.

[KittKat chunky~]

*the feline fang was completly empty, the ship was in harbour for repair and the only things aboard where three armed crew members repairing the mast and a small seet of cannons...*

[Xleena]

   Xleena grinned 'Feline Fang aye? Tha' be a new ship.' She downed her vodka and asked Peter the barkeep for another, as she handed over a silver coin. 'May I be askin' what you sail these traitorous waves fer?' By her judgment, he didn't seem like a scumbag. She thought it'd be wise to have a look at this ship first before she made any decisions. A man can tal' th' tal', but is th' ship proper, n' not som' ol' rustbucket... She thought, as she lazily gazed into his eyes.

[KittKat chunky~]

"what be we sailin the seas fer? is that all yer wish ter know? well, fine be yer to ask... we be sailing fer pretty much anything ye want ta sail fer, we had some good luck with bounty we got... so ye be paid well enough... and just in case ye be curious the feline fang be a schooner, and aye it be rather new... fastest on the seas, with a crew ta match... course she aint so good with the cannons n' all. We only got medium pounders.... but there aint a ship tha' i met so far can outrun it..."
*He poured out another slug and gazed back at her*
"ah, but there be another thing... most teh crew... well they be felines like meself... hence tha name feline fang... just tought i should tell ya"

[Xleena]

'Hmm, and supposin' I was te' come along wi' ye,' She paused, 'an' supposin' you be no furvert cap'n like th' last one I had th' displeasure o' sailin wi'... I be not th' nicest lioness out ther' an' if yer crew give me slack, I ha' a short fuse I ain't willin' to douse.' She finished, waiting for the captains response as she slowly drained her vodka glass.

[Armalite_]

Spike came out from the back of the tavern, Nancy in one hand, a mug of rum in the other when an old looking cat approached the couple.

"Nancy! What be ye doing!? Yea cheatin' whore!" He said, pulling out a small dagger, holding it towards Spike and Nancy.

"Arnold what are you doing here!?" She screamed.

"I'm here to kill ya and yer scoundrel of a mate!" He yelled back.

The bar fell silent. Spike stared at the cat through for a good long moment before putting his mug down on the nearest table to his right. The cat refused to put dowm his dagger. Within a fraction of a second, Spike pulled out one of his pistols and fired, shooting the cat in the chest. The cat looked down at the bullet hole as his wool shirt quickly turned red around the small burnt hole in the fabric. He look back up at Spike before he fell to his knees and then to the floor. Spike put his pistol away and looked at Nancy who's face was enlightend with joy.

"Oh Spike...Whenever you shoot your gun...I...I" Spike cut her off before she could finish.

"Hahahahahaha oh Nancy, I been shootin ya all morning!" He laughed. "But I must be frank, I be leaving port today very soon. I best get back to Ol' Wrath." He said, putting his hat back on and leaving the bar.

"Come back to me soon!" Nancy called from the door.

[KittKat chunky~]

"i be no furvert miss, that i solemly sware on by own life"
*he put one paw across his chest and looked her seriously in the eyes*
"and i doubt my crew will have a problem, they be knowing whens not a time to pick a fight... well then, if you just come n' have looksee at our lil feline fang and her crew.... and if you so wants... you can join our family!"

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Xandral was about to get to the barstool when the lioness caught his attention. He dropped his entire 'tough guy' act and started to move towards her, and right into a man walking with a pint in hand. They both collided and the pint fell to the ground, spilt of his contents. The man was a fox with the usual orange/white fur color scheme.
"Stupid git, you spilled my pint!" Xandral took a few seconds to realize what just happened before looking right back at the fox.
"Uh, you bumped into me, or otherwise, you would have never spilt your pint in the first place..." The fox was obviously having seconds, or maybe tenths when he drew his blade and some of the patrons moved away.

"Now lets calm down, its just a bear, and its obvious you've had enough to get five people drunk, so just pu-" Xandral cut himself off to raise his shield in time to block the blade. He then brushed it aside and whipped around for a back-kick to the fox's neck, and sending him sprawling and seemingly dead. To everyone around the two combatants, the kicked seemed intentional, but Xandral was just as shocked that he just put the fox down since his body did it entirely from muscle memory.

"Uh, is he still alive?" Xandral asked before prodding the still body with his boot...

[Armalite_]

Spike stopped wandering in the street when he heard the racket coming inside the bar he stood out front of. There was a loud thud then silence. He walked into the bar where he saw another fox on the ground and a dragon kicking the body. He puffed from his pipe as he looked at the scene before him.

"He's no more alive than the boot your kickin' him with." Spike said, looking at the dragon, sticking the pipe back in his mouth.