Casual Feudal Japan 4 (On a ghost ship)
 

here it is g'night

Hikor in the meantime had found a nice shadowy spot behind the stairs leading below deck. He placed a hand on his Ninja-To and waited. admired the captain's tactic of making it seem like their enemies were boarding a ghost ship. Afterall, he was good at scaring the hell out of people. Though his blood felt cold and the hilt of his Ninja-To felt warm. His father had always told him that it could slay the spirits themselves but Hikiro dismissed it as foolish banter. He sighed. Maybe it was time to find out if he was the one who had been foolish.

OOC: forgive me for using such a overdone idea but I don't really see many other ways of whomping ghosts.

ooc: you still don't get it do you *shakes head*

ooc: Get what? What doesn't he get? Am i missing something?

ooc: from what I've picked up these aren't ghosts they're pirates using some kind of magic stick

ooc:..... wel.... this is interesting. *grabs coffee icecream and watches Rhuhael and Tenjin.

<I hope everyone's ready. I don't know how this is going to go.>

Kyoji sat back against the hull behind the barrels, and took his dagger from his sash. He spun in around in his hand idly, waiting for something to happen.

OOC: Well orignally I had deamons in mind, but ok.....they are pirtes, human, chinese pirates. but with.....magic. Armed with spirtuall enhanced weapons. Like their spiritual "radio"
IC: The two ships rock gently as they come together. A stout "Surrender or suffer, quivering vermin" emits from the other ship.
-pause-
"What say you, maggots?"
-pause-
"Oh for Mara's sake! You five, scout out the lucky vessel!"
Five chinese men land from their superhuman leap upon our deck. they are all wearing ragtag sailors clothers and grim expressions.
three of them are armed with duel Tai Chi style swords, one with a Ho Chi Men (fast repeating crossbow), and the last with colorful tatoos (hes got magic, beware)
(actaully all their weapons are magic, so keep that in mind)

Kyoji stopped twirling his blade and held it still. His finger hovered over the buttons in the hilt. He moved into a ready position, crouching behind the barrels, waiting for the signal to attack.

Li sat face down in the gunpowder bowl keeping an eye out for one to come close. As the man approached the stairs down into the hold. He dropped the smoldering piece of cord into the gunpowder and shifted his face out of it.
Suddenly the entire upper deck was encased in a light smoke billowing from the rapidly burning gunpowder. The light of the fire was echoed by the mirrors and cast upwards into the smoke accompanie by a hissing noise. "Show time mates."