A new batch of Sky Dogs! [Mass Intro Thread]

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Anastasia sent out fliers across the entirety of Earthland for a gathering of adventurers and 'privateers' that wish to fly through the skies in search for adventure and treasures.  This was under the guise of the West Fiore Trading Company.  Though, anyone worth their salt would know that this isn't just a gathering for a group of wimpy adventurers.  No!  This was a gathering of pirates!  People who are free-spirited individuals that do things for themselves and for their own family.  

The Black Sail was created as a means of instilling anarchy throughout Fiore as well as taking what they feel is rightfully theirs!  They came for the booty and they stay for the booty!  Ana had lived her life among pirates for a good portion of her life so she knows of the indulgent lifestyle that pirates can lead.  Going from town-to-town after a good haul, drinking, getting laid with the local rabble, and drinking until they vomited several times.  That's the kind of things pirates do.  They aren't the nicest nor the most thoughtful group of people to say the least.

The signs stated that if those who wish to join the West Fiore Trading Company, they are to meet in the Rusty Flaggon pub in Hargeon.  Why Hargeon? Because Anastasia felt it was the best place to stage the arrival to the Divide Island, where the guild is located.  The closest city would have been Era, but Anastasia isn't THAT bold to hold a collecting of pirates in that place.  That's craziness.

Anastasia sat inside of the bar and behind a table with a sheet of paper with the words "West Fiore Trading Company Recruitment" on it.  Upon the table is a sheet of paper where the names of the people that are to join the Black Sail would write their names.  Now, all Anastasia has to do is wait.  To wait for the newly-crowned pirates to put their names down on the paper.  

~ She's... Captain Ana Isayev! ~

@ All ya pirates!

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The first person to arrive to her table was a man dressed in a man-servant outfit.  Anastasia felt a strange, prickly feeling as he walked in.  Ugh!  That uncomfortable feeling again.  He was a good looking man with a high sense of manners.  An eyebrow was cocked at the man with a little smile.  She was pleasantly surprised that a man of his caliber would sign up for something as harrowing as the 'West Fiore Trading Company' also known as the Black Sails.  She watched as the man wrote eloquently, probably the only legible signature she'd see for today.  With enough time spent with the Black Sail, his good mannerism might change.  Her face returned to that of a neutral one before giving him a smile.  "Well, thank you for signing up to the 'West Fiore Trading Company', Mr. Kimovich.  Please have a seat until it is time to leave," she said before the second person walked in.

A familiar face walked in.  The blonde known as Euphemia walked in through the door.  Anastasia looked over Euphemia's shoulder to make sure she wasn't being followed this time.  Anastasia gave her a smile as well.  "Yes, they're all doing fine.  I don't know about that bunny-girl though.  I don't really know her.  But you're wanting to join the West Fiore Trading Company, too, huh?" Anastasia asked.  She didn't care about a person's stature or their inability to use magic.  She's more interested in what they had to offer.  She isn't a member of the Blue Pegasus, after all.  Even if this girl could sing shanties to increase the moral of the other pirates, that's more than enough for her to do.  Ana wondered if she could cook.

"Oh, since you're joining the Company, don't worry about those goons.  We'll keep you nice and protected from those guys," she said with a warm smile.  ~This poor girl, not realizing that she's going to be a pirate.  Oh well~  She signed her name and Anastasia nodded her head.  "Please have a seat.  We're almost ready to embark as soon as we get a few more signatures."

Another person walked in and went straight to the bar.  Ana shrugged her shoulders, having thought that she had a new member only to overhear what the man wanted to eat.  Spoons.  This caused Anastasia to twitch for a moment.  Someone wasn't being very subtle about what they are in the slightest.  Her attention was dragged back again when the woman shrieked at the sight of his teeth.  A drop of sweat came from Anastasia's brow, realizing that, indeed this man may join the Black Sails.  The only real thought that came through her mind was 'don't eat my ships' and 'don't eat my mechs'.  

And then he did it.  Signed his name while munching on a spoon.  "Just don't eat my ships or mechs and you'll be fine.  You don't keep what you are much of a secret, do you?" she asked, thinking he was a dragon slayer.  However, the strange tingling feeling throughout her entire body didn't click-on when he entered the room.  Then again, Anastasia still has no idea what that feeling is either.  But that's a story for another time.  "Welcome to the Company?  Please have a seat for now."

Then Nao walked in.  Tilting her head, Anastasia laughed a bit.  "Took you long enough, Nao.  You know what I've been up to, geez.  Just sign the paper and have a seat," she said.  Nao knew all about Ana's little adventures with the pirates, having partaken in a couple of them himself.  Everyone in Team Four Star, except maybe Ashe, knew about her endeavors pirating the skies over other planets.  Now that Anastasia decided to give the Magic Council the middle finger, she planned on doing that throughout all of Fiore.  That strange tingling throughout her body she normally felt around Nao was gone.  Strange that.  

Anastasia sighed outwardly as Nao almost let what her actual venture slip out.  If only Taliya knew about Nao's clones, she'd probably enter arrested development or go through pure ecstasy, whichever comes first.  But that detail isn't all that important.  "Now we just wait until at least two more people sign up," she said and as if on-queue, Mark walked in.  

"Yes, this is where you sign in for the," she said before clearing her throat.  "West Fiore Trading Company," she said.  Something about this guy felt like he was going to blow their cover.  She gave the boy a smile and nodded.  "It's a pleasure to meet you too, Mark.  I'll be introducing myself shortly.  Please have a seat before," she said as a loud crash could be heard from the bar.  The person owning the bar ran around the bar towards the heavy person that walked in.

"What the hell!  How did THIS happen!  Seriously, don't sue me.  I'll give you free drinks, oh..." the man said as he looked down at Emilia, noticing she was just fine.  A look of dread came from the barkeeper as he saw her tear her foot through the floor as if nothing happened.  "Nevermind, I take it back," he said cowardly before returning behind the bar.

Anastasia witnessed all of this and another drop of sweat came from her brow.  Yup, this one was joining too.  At least she's durable.  Not as durable as Almy was, but durable.  She approached the bar and the barkeeper quickly went to the back room to grab her a large mug of pilsner.  "No no. It's on the house," the barkeeper said as he gave her the mug of drink.  He said it in a rushed manner as if to get her out of his bar immediately.

"So I take it you're going to join the West Fiore Trading Company, huh?  Well, I guess we'll just have you sign up on-board the ship," Ana said before collecting the ink, the pen, and the papers.  "Alright everyone.  Please finish your drinks and follow me.  I'll introduce myself on the ship," she said tearing down the sign on the table she was at and took the papers with her.  

She turned to look at the rag-tag crew that gathered.  "And let's not lollygag around either.  We have somewhere to be," Anastasia said as she looked towards Nao.  "See you on the ship, bud," she said as she walked to the SS Myrmidon, which was moored into port.  

Once everyone entered the SS Myrmidon, they noticed the ship looked rather old, as if re-purposed from an older ship.  Anastasia got onto the ship's deck, just outside of the cockpit area.  This was the staging area for the people to meet her at.  Once they arrived, Ana will give them a run-down on what they signed up for.  It is Anastasia's hope that they didn't get mislead by the false name of the group.

 

~ She's... Captain Ana Isayev! ~

@ All ya pirates!

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Cirven made a comment on the SS Myrmidon's appearance only for Ana to quickly and sharply bite towards him with a comment.  "It was a refurbished slaver ship.  No matter how you cut it, this ship has been reliable," she simply said.  It wasn't whether or not the ship has seen thousands of better days, but it was whether or not the ship had done it's job and reliably.  

He then started talking about a flying dragon.  "Well, let's hope your dragon knows how to swim," she simply commented towards him with a rather level looking face.  Her eyes drifted to the shocked expression on Euphemia's face, resisting the urge to burst out into laughter.  Unfortunately, however, Anastasia had to remain professional about this until they went to the Lair.  As she saw Euphemia's expression, she noticed Mark also embarking upon the ship.  The fact that he's so quiet was a bit disconcerting and actually quite strange to the woman.  Normally people would be hootin'-n-hollerin' upon joining a crew, but not this guy.  This was quite strange and worth investigation.

A girl approached wearing a scarf around her face.  A face she hadn't seen in the tavern earlier.  A late arrival perhaps?  She would have to get her name sometime.  "We don't deal with trading, dear," she said with a big smile on her face.  She was about to introduce herself and the Black Sails here momentarily, once everyone arrived.  "I appreciate you showing interest in us though.  Sit tight and I'll be doing the introductions," she said to Chimamire Sakura.  She nodded to her as she waited for the rest of the arrivals to appear.  

And then the heavy one walked on-board, causing the ship's stress levels to increase 10 fold.  It wasn't enough to damage the ship as it was known to carry Ana's giant mobile suit.  However, Emilia's weight certainly threw off the weight and balance of the ship.  A voice rang from the ship.  "Automatic calibration of Weight and Balance initiated," the ship said out-loud, loud enough for everyone on-board and ready to board to hear.  A series of bleeps and bloops could be heard before the automated voice stated.  "Calibration complete."

A little chuckle came from Anastasia as she looked at the dense woman standing next to her.  "It's not armed with much.  Just a dumpster and some grappler arms.  Long story about the Dumpster," she said in an almost embarrassed manner.  She didn't have time to arm the ship with cannons or any other type of weapon.  Nor did she really have time to post-fit the ship with any weapons like that.  It's a shame, but it would have been SO much better.

Nao boarded and then the well-groomed gentleman, the  first to sign up, had entered the ship.  She particularly liked the man's name being that his name was from the same region as hers.  It did make her feel comfortable that someone who might have been from her region existed on Fiore.  Rasparov made mention on the ship's condition and Anastasia merely nodded.  "Yes, she's reliable.  But I do have big plans, Mr. Rasparov," she said before she cleared her throat and took a step forward to speak with the rest of the crew.

"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen," she said as if, on queue, the ship began to ascend on it's own.  "Welcome to the Black Sails.  As you might have noticed, we aren't the West Fiore Trading Company.  That is only a front.  From this point forward, all of us are brothers and sisters of the sky.  From now on, you are all pirates," she said before the ship lurched forward towards the Lair.  

"I will be your captain.  My name is Anastasia Isayev," she said as the ship continued to ascend and move forward towards the Divide Island.  "Make yourselves comfortable.  It'll be at least a half hour before we have arrived at the Divide Island, where our headquarters is.  You will all be assigned a room and you will all be given formal training on how to handle airships and airship weapons.  A few of you will also be given the ability to captain an airship.  I expect loyalty to not only myself but to your brothers and sisters within the Black Sails.  This ship, the SS Myrmidon will be our flag ship until you all get trained enough to learn how to handle a ship and learn how to raid.  Once training is done, then we will be getting a new ship," She said before nodding her head.

"If any of you feel that they don't want to be here, feel free to disembark right now," she said as the ship was thousands of feet into the air at this point.  "Until then, feel free to mingle with the rest of your new mates," she simply stated.  Her old crew started to pop out of the wood-works and began to climb up the floats above the ship and begin their general movement routine.  

After her speech, Anastasia walked to the front of the ship and looked forward.  The sailing should be smooth all the way to the Divide Island.  The men began to sing a shanty as they went about their business. The ship flew through the sky until they reached their landing point, which was the Divide Island. Clearing her throat, Anastasia shouted out. "Prepare for submersion!" she shouted out before briskly walking inside of the ship. "I suggest you all come inside and quickly," she said before closing the door. There was a total of 1 minute before the ship landed softly upon the water's surface come to a full-stop for a brief moment before the massive floats above the ship deflate. Once the floats deflated, the ship took a nose-dive into the water and began to slowly move it's way through the water.

Every time this happens, it makes Anastasia a bit nervous as water began to slowly leak into the ship. Needless to say, her ship, the SS Myrmidon, wasn't designed to go underwater. But this was a helluva way to keep the guild hidden from view though. After a brief moment, the ship turned it's nose upwards until it found it's way to the surface of a cavern within the mountain. A place known as the Lair. Water drained out and Anastasia opened the door from the bridge to the deck. The cave was dank and dark with torches lighting up the lair. The ship stopped on it's own upon the docking bay, directly next to the Siren's Song. The sound of singing and instruments could be heard.

Anastasia laughed a little bit and hopped off the ship and waved the group over towards the Siren's Song. "C'mon! Let's get a drink!"