Stealing Stuff and Getting Into Mischief

[Mayumi Kochi]

To say that Mayumi was calm on her decent would be a lie. The hysterical screaming had been cut short by a blast from below her which ripped into her flesh. Thankfully she was able to protect her head with her arms which took the brunt of the explosion along with her legs.

After that she kept falling until she hit water. Her arms and legs burned and stung, it was lucky that she wasn't missing a limb.

Forcing herself to swim forward, she saw the woman's head bobbing. Sending a rather mean spirited splash towards the evil lady, the pirate continued to swim away. "Not nice!" she called finding a slightly protruding rock to hang onto. Blood was running down her arms and it was to be assumed that her legs weren't any better. Some of these were going to scar.

[member="Mia Monroe"] [member="Physeter Balke"]

 

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Mayumi Kochi"] [member="Mia Monroe"]

Balke sank like a rock. He was a bulky guy, and at the moment, sore from the tumble, he didn't feel like swimming. He held his breath and wound up perched on a pile of rubble and resin cubes. With a glance up through the dark at the thrashing women, he began filling his pockets and pouches and such. He didn't get all of it -- there was plenty on the floor of the pool, and plenty more back up in the vault -- and he didn't like his odds of any of it being valuable. But keeping his eye on the ball despite pressing distractions had earned him success in his other career: lekku masseur.

His receptacles uncomfortably full of resin cubes, he pushed off the pile of rubble. It hurt downright comprehensively. A gasp almost drowned him. By the time he reached the surface, he wasn't in great shape. He snorted water and latched onto a wall.

"Truce?" he called out across the dark cave.