[Surda will find Sealand!]
|Surda|
I silently sneaked onto Arthur's ship, undetected by him as he was fighting with Spain and his crew was watching them. I skirted right behind them, minding that I made no noise to alert them of my presence. I turned around and tiptoed around the corner before a voice stopped me. "Hey! Who are you? I ain't never seen you before, boy." A rough voice growled behind me. I spun around, seeing one of Arthur's men, with a snarl on my face. "Take that!" I yelled, doing a front flip towards him, jutting him in the gut with the handle of my blades, before leaping in the air and doing a high kick to his face. He groaned, and doubled over, muttering a cuss word. I took of running, normally I would fight some more but I didn't want to alert the attention of more of his crew members. Yech, having to fight them all would sure be a lot of work! I heard yelling from several men and footsteps that told me I was chased. I did a summer sault, sailing in the air before landing on a barrel. It was all good, except I miscalculated my landing point a bit. "Ack!" I lost my balance and fell backwards, flailing my arms wild. I took in a sharp breath of surprise, feeling my self land backwards on something soft, warm, and very much alive. [It was Sealand/Peter. <---So obvious....]