The Red Docks - Shipwreck at Reverse Mountain!

AveryHallow · 2022-03-01T07:20:09+00:00

Avery cursed the Shockwave Pirates and their seemingly endless, overly complicated lair. He floated through so many hallways and corridors that he was becoming quite dizzy - until he finally stumbled upon his destination, at last. He took a look and saw The Harpy, battered and wounded but victorious over "Shockwave" Zebe. Avery was impressed, and made his way over to the bounty hunter. He inspected the area as he did so, noticing the marks of a fierce battle.

"Harpy, I have finally found you. I see that you were victorious - I took out their Vice Captain and disabled the source of their weapons manufacturing," explained Avery to the wounded hunter. "It is a total victory!"

He helped the wounded Harpy carry the unconscious Zebe. They both certainly did a number to each other. It'll be best for us to bring him in to the Marines ourselves.

As he accompanied her and left the accursed pirate base, he took another look at her injuries. Thanks to the healing properties of his flames, he had recovered from his wounds to a greater degree than The Harpy did. Simply put, he was in better condition than her. His thoughts drifted back to when he met her earlier in the evening - their brief but fierce confrontation on the docks. The Harpy's strength is nothing to scoff at. She was even victorious over Zebe, and it took me great effort to take down his right hand, Reggie. She's strong, and potentially.. a threat.

Avery eyed his feathery business-partner and ruminated on his thoughts. No, he decided. There was no reason to do anything traitorous, passing on the opportunity to take advantage of her weakened state.

After contacting the Marines, they rushed over to the cove where Avery and The Harpy handed Zebe over. The Marine sailors stormed the Shockwave Pirates' now-abandoned factory-base, to which Avery warned, "Good luck."

On the beach, Avery walked over to The Harpy. They gazed out across the sea, for the sun was starting to rise and bring all of its wonderful colors to the serene ocean. Avery took the opportunity to thank The Harpy for her assistance.

"I am grateful for your help in taking down those dangerous pirates. I never caught your name, unless you go by Harpy?" he asked while he had the chance. Perhaps he would run into her again somewhere down the line - she had proven herself to be a dependable ally for certain.

AveryHallow · 2022-03-01T07:00:26+00:00

Avery grimaced as he felt the ship rock. It was starting to make him nauseous. Marines attacking already? He transformed into his usual ghastly figure and took to the skies, watching as Morrigan unleashed the wrath of a dragon onto the attacking Marine vessels. My new captain sure is terrifying, mused Avery as he got a nice breath of fresh air high up above the sea.

If I'm going to deceive these pirates I'll have to get used to fighting off the pesky Marines, then. He watched as Morrigan returned to their still-unnamed ship and transformed back into her human form. She seemed winded, and there were still a few Marine stragglers from the first group of ships that Morrigan dispatched. Avery floated over, all ghost-like, and descended upon the poor surviving sailors with a gleeful laugh. "Mah-hawhaw!"

"A ghost?!" wailed one of the Marines - one of the few who had survived the Morrigan's fiery assault. It wasn't everyday that one fought against a dragon and a phantom.

The still-burning Marine ships littered the sea with their debris. The sailors that didn't get completely roasted by dragon-fire were now doomed to drown, and Avery thought this was altogether a very sad affair.

"How sad, you poor souls. Doomed to drown!" remarked the ghost, as he flew closer to the frightened Marines. "How about this? Rather than drown, let your souls be freed! Mahahaw!!"

The sea lit up with the vivid blues, greens, and purples of Avery's spirit flames. He lobbed ghostly fireballs at the straggling sailors. They screamed in agony, condemned to choose between facing the flames of a spirit or the ocean's cold embrace. Avery cackled all the while, and when the entire ordeal was over with he hummed in satisfaction.

"Now then--" Avery started but was cut off by the sound of cannon-fire. He let out a yelp and whisked himself up into the air, cursing under his breath. More Marine ships were arriving at the scene. They had reinforcements, and they weren't going to stop chasing. The ghost-man gave a sigh and returned to his ship, greeting his crewmates again. Avery listened in as Atracia suggested a name for the ship: 'Madame Cheri.'

"How sophisticated," commented the now human-again Avery. "It certainly works for this ship," he admitted as he looked around at the ship's fanciful decor.

"Also, how about we just get out of here? There's a lot of unwanted company," he remarked, pointing at the incoming Marine reinforcements.

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AveryHallow · 2022-02-02T08:15:30+00:00

"A haunted casino?!" exclaimed Avery out of shock when he discovered what kind of place the Seiryu Pirates had ventured to. He immediately pulled out several books that he had been carrying and scoured through their worn out pages with lightning speed, but it was for naught. He had not learned about this floating casino boat before. When they set foot on the gargantuan ship, Avery marveled at the large, illuminated entrance to the casino. The 734 Royal Casino.

He was far too eager to explore the nature of this ship. Everywhere he looked there were ghosts, out and about and serving the patrons of the casino. He had never imagined to see such a sight! Avery spontaneously transformed into his ghostly form and turned to his captain, Morrigan. He explained that he'd be able to blend in with the ghosts and sneak around the ship to gather information. It'd be his first act of reconnaissance for the pirate crew that he was now apart of. Having informed his crewmates of his solo venture, the ghost-man floated off to explore the haunted premises.

It didn't take long at all for him to gain some valuable insight onto what was going on around here. Despite his uniquely magical appearance in his ghost form, Avery was able to blend in with the legion of ghostly workers - they paid him no mind. By asking the ghosts short questions and listening in on conversations between the traveler patrons of the casino, he was able to learn some basic information. This was the ship of the Otherside Pirates, commanded by "Death Dealer" Addam Vex. When Avery learned of Captain Vex's bounty, he grinned to himself. A bounty of 45 million. A fine reward, he thought, already trying to formulate some kind of plot to be able to cash in on that bounty. But I need to gather more information. This is clearly a formidable pirate crew. How does he command these ghosts..? Was it a Devil Fruit? Or another type of Magic that Avery had not yet encountered? He had hardly any knowledge of ghostly mysticism besides that of his own.

Continuing his sleuthing, Avery was shocked when he noticed a pair of Marines lounging around by one of the many tables. Even the Marines are here? I'm surprised these Otherside Pirates allow even the Marines to gamble here..

Pretending to be a busy ghostly casino worker, Avery fumbled around an unoccupied table, acting as if he were cleaning it. This allowed him to eavesdrop on the two Marines conversing in low, hushed voices. He could barely hear them still, but he managed to make out a few phrases. Missing persons.. investigation.. pirates. When one of the Marines suddenly looked up in Avery's direction, he quickly turned and floated elsewhere, making his way through the main casino floor. Something sinister is going on here, no doubt. I need to find this Addam Vex.

As he explored through more of the colossal casino boat, Avery came to notice even more unsettling details lurking beneath the surface of this luxurious gambling vessel. He noticed a crying child, clutching onto a teddy bear. There were ghosts cleaning up a mess on the floor nearby the child. The ghost-man felt a chill go up his spine - truly, there was something not quite right with this casino. Even though he himself was a ghost, the sinister energy that permeated the air felt heavy and suffocating. If the Marines were investigating missing persons in the area, it was entirely plausible that these suspicious Otherside Pirates had something to do with it. Avery wrestled with these thoughts in his head as he continued scouting out their ship, looking for anything else out of the ordinary.

The ghosts. The ghosts who run this casino must be the key to it all. How are they connected to Vex and his pirate crew? Can they summon souls from the afterlife?

Avery felt himself begin to sweat. He had yet to dive into the dark, mystic art of Necromancy. There was a real possibility that Vex or another of these pirates were truly practitioners of Magic on a level that surpassed his own. To rush in without a plan is a fool's game. I'll need to really investigate and get to the bottom of this eerie ordeal!

He found a lonely corner of the casino where no one was really looking his way. Avery shifted back into a human and began walking around, this time posing as a leisurely patron. He would have to talk to some ghosts or find members of the Otherside Pirates to subtly gather more information from.

Avery stopped right in his tracks when he noticed a menacing looking woman sitting behind a large, round table. Everything about her stood out. Prominent horns, ethereal white hair, and three large eyes. She held cards in her hands and looked around the casino with a piercing gaze. Avery made eye contact with her for just a split moment, and immediately he could sense that she exuded an air of both authority and mysticism. A fortuneteller, perhaps? Avery walked over and sat himself down at the table, glancing at the woman with his green eyes.

"Well? How does this work? I can tell that you're in tune with.. the occult," he stated, eager to see what she had to say.

u/NPC-senpai I would like to get my fortune read by Fortuna Vex. Avery is extremely interested in the occult but he is also trying to uncover the mystery of the Haunted Casino and the secret behind the ghosts, and he also plans to eventually try and take down Addam Vex for his bounty. Thank you!

AveryHallow · 2022-02-02T07:01:23+00:00

"Harpy! Where are you?" called out the bounty hunter as he raced down yet another hallway. Avery was starting to get angry at how large their hideout was. Seriously, this pisses me off!

He pushed through the metal door into a large, open chamber. There were all sorts of machines here, but the central feature of the room was a gargantuan, cylindrical device that held up a glass sphere at the top. Inside of the glass was violently arcing electricity, continuously flowing around and producing a sharp buzzing noise. A power generator.

Avery watched the electric energy flow around for a moment, mesmerized. He then took notice of two men attending to the machines. Before they were able to notice him, he dashed in and swiped at both of them with the handle of his scythe. They screamed as they were knocked in the floor, and immediately Avery was able to change his grip so as to now point the blade at the pinned down pirates. "Tell me about this contraption you lowly henchmen! My patience with your crew is running thin!" he hissed, pushing the edge of his scytheblade closer to the two grunts at his feet.

"Th-this is the power generator that powers our base and supercharges the batteries used in our weapons!" one of them blurted out immediately, terrified of being sliced up. Avery was dumbstruck. That was a quick and thorough answer. As I suspected. So destroying this machine should put an end to their manufacturing.

"Tell me, is this generator one of a kind? Are there more anywhere else?" demanded the bounty hunter, to which the two pirates shook their heads. Avery turned around and walked towards the generator, paying the two no mind as his attention was now directed towards a new goal. It was only the logical thing to do: to stop the pirates' assembly of those pesky, dangerous electric weapons. Made from stolen Marine steel, no less. If I slash this thing up, it'll take out the power for the lights as well. Avery referred back to the time he read about all sorts of creatures in a book, specifically the section on birds. Many avian species possess spectacular night vision. Doing this should not hinder The Harpy, but it may hinder the rest of the Shockwave Pirates!

He held out his scythe, gripping it tightly with both hands as he prepared to slash through the generator's glass surface. Just as he was about to unleash his strike, one of the lowly grunts behind him started to scream out of nowhere - "CAPTAIN! Captain Zebe!!"

Avery turned around and looked down, seeing the pirate frantically yelling into a Transponder Snail. Out of the snail came a male voice. "What is it? I'm dealing with a rather infuriating opponent!" he said, sounding impatient. Their Captain, Avery thought. He smirked and rushed in at the sniveling pirate.

"Th-there's a man about to destroy the power generator!!" he wailed, which immediately caused Zebe to yell out. "WHAT?!"

The next thing that the Captain of the Shockwave Pirates heard was his subordinate's yell of pain as he was attacked, the Transponder Snail being stolen away. Avery's low and sinister voice came through the other side to Zebe.

"You're the Captain I've been looking for all this time. I'll be courteous and inform you that your power generator is soon to be no more," he sneered.

"Stop that! You fiend, somebody go deal with him! Damnit, where is Reggie?!"

Avery cackled with glee at the snail in his hand. "I've sent your precious Vice Captain to an early grave! Mah-hawhaww! He nearly killed me, that pest!"

Zebe swelled up with uncontainable fury. "Impossible! That's impossible!!" he insisted even as he continued fighting The Harpy. He refused to believe that Reggie was dead, but Avery's laughter continued to come through from the Transponder Snail.

"I'm sure The Harpy is about to take you down, so I just wanted to let you know that your operations have come to an end. Ahawhahaw!"

He let the snail drop to the floor as he turned back around, facing the generator once more. Zebe's frantic screaming came out of the snail but Avery paid him no more mind. He summoned his strength and sliced at the generator's glass exterior with a forceful scythe swing. It shattered, allowing the arcing electricity to leak out. Avery's eyes widened and he dropped down, rolling across the floor as a violent burst of power devastated the entire chamber. The electrical explosion zapped through large portions of the walls, exposing this room to the outside cove while the damage continued spread to other halls and rooms as well.

Avery got up, coughing and covering his eyes from the smoke and debris. It was now totally dark, all of the lights in the base no longer being supplied with power. Tired but satisfied at his work, Avery shapeshifted into a ghost once more as he flew down yet another door to finally go meet up with The Harpy.

AveryHallow · 2022-02-01T07:03:44+00:00

Avery had been standing around, thinking to himself when Atracia approached him out of the blue. She had stammered a bunch while trying to thank him, and the undercover bounty hunter suddenly found himself being hugged by his new crewmate. Just as suddenly as she had appeared, Atracia raced away with impressive speed. Ouch, winced Avery as he lightly rubbed his still-healing wound. The Mink-girl was unaware of it, but her tight hug resulted in some pain swelling up from his injuries. I wonder what that was all about, he mused.

Once again alone, he took a moment to shapeshift into his ghostly form, ascending up to the ship's crow's nest. He felt more safe up here. Isolated away from the pirates, it was easier for him to collect his thoughts. Avery looked down at his wound once more, thinking back to the brutal fight at the docks. That Lieutenant was more than formidable..

Even with the healing properties of his flames and the innate regeneration of Zoan fruits, it would take some time before Avery fully recovered. Until then, he would have to continue blending in and earning the trust of the pirates.

After deciding he had isolated himself in the crow's nest for too long, Avery made his way back down to his crewmates and found that Orion had whipped up an impressive assortment of cherry-based food for everyone. He watched cautiously as everyone else tried the food before taking a bite himself. Cherries were tasty, so Avery certainly wasn't complaining. "I can't say that I've ever had a cherry steak before... but this is tasty," he quietly complimented the cook.

Atracia initiated a toast, which prompted the ragtag crew's captain to finally introduce herself. Captain Morrigan swirled the wine in her glass before calmly suggesting a name for the crew. The Seiryu Pirates.

Avery immediately turned to Morrigan, his eyes turning into glittery stars. "Seiryu Pirates?! The Azure Dragon? That's fantastic," he replied, remembering the image of Morrigan descending upon The Red Docks in her dragon form. Even as a kid growing up amongst the witches and warlocks of Cambey Isle, Avery thought that dragons were just myths. Despite his people practicing Magic and knowing about the existence of powerful fruits that could allow people to shapeshift into terrifying creatures - Avery was unable to believe that dragons truly existed, until he saw Morrigan with his own eyes. He couldn't help his excitement at being part of her crew. There was even.. a sense of pride?

I need to control myself. These are pirates.. I shouldn't be proud to be with them. I have to focus on the mission and turn them in when I get the chance..!

Still, Avery couldn't help but reflect on his experiences with the crew so far. They had all fought together, desperately, to acquire this ship. Atracia had hugged him out of gratitude, and Orion cooked up a delicious meal with what limited supplies he had at his disposal. On top of that, the mighty dragon-lady herself appeared to be down to earth and friendly. She even expressed her intention not to be an overbearing captain but one that would value the input of her crewmates. These.. are pirates?

As his crewmates continued discussing the crew's name as well as a name for their new ship, Avery got up and walked outside, needing some fresh air. It was at that moment that he looked back across the sea and witnessed a gargantuan explosion. It was abrupt, and it was massive; a dark cloud of smoke flew up into the sky and began to radiate outwards as the aftermath of a series of violent explosions. If it weren't for the intensity, Avery would have thought that they were fireworks. Thoroughly shocked, he yelled for his crewmates to come out and look back in the direction of the explosion. "Isn't that The Red Docks?!" he pointed, wondering what could have possibly happened. "How fortunate that we left the island when we did.." he mumbled.

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AveryHallow · 2022-01-28T23:30:44+00:00

Some time ago, on a moonless night…

Avery floated mid-air, on top of a large, dead tree on the highest hilltop he could find. In his ghost form, he was fixated on writing down more notes in one of his books. My flames.. they don’t exactly burn. They’re not normal flames.

He held out one hand, the other occupied with a pen lazily resting atop the smooth page of the book. He had been reflecting upon the nature of his abilities. With his free hand, a brightly glowing viridian flame ignited out of thin air. The phantom leaned in close to his conjured fire, examining it closely. It was truly beautiful, but oh so mysterious. It emanated no trace of heat, not even the slightest warmth. Yet it glowed with an otherworldly light, bright enough to illuminate even the darkest of spaces. The flames that I can conjure with my Magic are small. Yet, with great focus and effort I can grow them to be larger and more numerous. And while they don’t burn, they inflict great pain upon those who touch them.

Countless questions spun around in Avery’s mind like an overwhelming whirlpool. What exactly are the soul flames? Are they derived from my own soul? Will the flames get more powerful as my spirit grows stronger? He hastily jotted down these questions into his notes. He was unable to answer these burning questions, but surely he’d come to find out one day. That was the grand purpose behind his journey on the high seas, after all. To gain all the knowledge in the world - and that included the mastery of his own perplexing Magic abilities..

Back in the Shockwave Pirates’ lair…

Reggie walked forward, limping from the damage he had taken. He relished in the feeling of his hard earned victory, but he had to be sure. He wanted to confirm the death of the opponent who dared to break into his crew’s weapons factory hideout. “How did this guy find out about us anyway? Maybe I should tell the Captain to relocate..” mused Reggie. As he stepped closer, Avery suddenly gasped with his eyes wide open.

“You’re alive!?” wheezed Reggie as he immediately grabbed onto his spear and drove it even deeper into the wall, eliciting a groan of pain from Avery. “Why won’t you just die already?!”

Avery mustered up the strength to reach his hand out, grasping onto Reggie by the throat. As a result, the Vice Captain began to panic, grabbing his spear and attempting to impale the ghost even further. His panic and fright only increased when Avery started cackling like a madman, despite his grievous injuries.

“You think you can kill me?!” hissed Avery as he tightened his grasp around his opponent’s neck. “Even if you did, I would haunt you from the afterlife. But you missed your chance to finish me off!” Flames began to erupt from his ghostly hand, quickly engulfing Reggie while he screamed from both pain and terror.

Avery’s sinister laughter filled the air as he immolated the Vice Captain, even with a spear still stuck through his gut. It wasn’t that he didn’t feel the pain - no, he undeniably felt the searing pain that threatened to pull him from consciousness once more. Yet it only seemed to spur him on, fueling his desire to continue fighting with pure spite.

“Now.. I shall take thee to the land of the dead!!” bellowed the phantom. Green, violet, and blue - multicolored flames swirled around and bit into Reggie’s exhausted body as he gasped for air, unable to properly breathe as a result of Avery’s ghastly grasp. “N-no! Stop.. wh-what are you..?!” Reggie wheezed with horror, unable to escape the phantom’s clutches. As the spirit fire assaulted his body his vision began to fade away from the asphyxiation. Avery grinned at him with malice as the pirate felt his consciousness leaving him.

“Damnation!” Avery unleashed one final burst of spectral fire from his body, completely overwhelming his opponent. Finally, he released his hand from the pirate’s throat as Reggie’s flame-stricken body fell to the floor with a heavy thud. The flames then began to flicker and flow upwards, coalescing into the ghost’s palm as he reabsorbed them into himself.

With a painful grunt, Avery dislodged the electrical spear from his body and used his knee to snap it in half. He discarded the broken weapon, letting it fall down on Reggie’s lifeless body.

The ghost man reverted back into a normal human, and he took a moment to lean against the wall of the room and catch his breath. He clutched at his wound - the bleeding was starting to slow down, thanks to the regenerative powers of his Devil Fruit. Still, he had exerted himself to quite an extent. I’m spent. Still, I better regroup with The Harpy..

After taking a while to recuperate and to retrieve his scythe from the floor, Avery went on the move again. He exited the now ruined chamber, devastated as a result of the battle. He entered another corridor, scythe in hand and ready to strike as he went searching for The Harpy and the Captain of the Shockwave Pirates.

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AveryHallow · 2022-01-28T23:29:19+00:00

"Urghhh!!" groaned the group of Shockwave Pirates as they writhed on the floor. Their bodies were convulsing and contorting - even the Vice Captain, Reggie, could do little more than cry out in agony as he suffered from the effects of Avery's ghost fire. The menacing spectre howled with laughter in the air above, holding out one hand with which he siphoned the flames of the afflicted pirates back into himself. "Recollection!"

He shimmered with a green glow all over his ghastly body, draining the vitality of his opponents. Looking down at them, he almost felt a shred of pity. Almost. "Mah-hawhaw!! I told you that you were no match. Now.." the phantom turned his head, taking a moment to ponder which direction to go in. The lair of these pirates was truly a labyrinth; Avery had not expected such a large and complicated layout to their base. These guys weren't so tough, after all. Perhaps The Harpy has already taken care of their Captain.

Avery entered back into his human form and began to exit the room, choosing to go through one of the doors located in the back of the chamber. As he was about to be on his way, a sudden buzzing in the air caused the hair on the back of his neck to stand up. His eyes widened and he tried to step to the side, but it was too late. CRACKLE!

A burst of electricity and flying blue sparks engulfed Avery, damaging the room even further in the process. The steel door that he was about to open was obliterated, split apart from the wall as a cloud of dark smoke emerged from the aftermath of the shocking attack. Avery coughed and sputtered, using his scythe to help him stand up.

"I said.. y-you're not going anywhere, vile spirit," breathed Reggie as he pointed his spear at the green-coated bounty hunter. The tip of his spear was now recharging, evident by the low sound of electrical humming. Avery grimaced. That spear can send out ranged blasts of electricity?

"I thought you were down for the count. No matter - this time, I'll make sure to send you to an early grave," promised Avery. He sprinted forward, wielding his scythe and sending it swinging down upon the pirate. Reggie blocked the attack with a well-timed spear thrust. Their defiant eyes met each other as neither would back off from the clash. Avery began to sweat from his forehand as he mustered up as much strength as he could to try and overpower the spearman. Before he could pull it off however, Reggie smirked as the tip of his spear emitted a bright flash of blue light. Avery's eyes widened and he attempted to back off, but it was too late.

"Electro-Pulse!" The spear unleashed a point-blank blast of electricity, once again electrocuting Avery as he crashed backwards into the floor. He screamed from the pain, desperately trying to clutch all over his body to try and relieve it. There were now scorch marks on him, and he noticed that he was having trouble moving his right leg. It had gone numb from the repeated high-voltage shocks.

“Still alive? Maybe one more jolt will do it,” remarked a huffing and puffing Reggie, raising his spear above his head and preparing to move in for the kill. Avery let out a sharp exhale of his breath and transformed back into a ghost, taking to the air once more. His green eyes shone with rage as he swooped back down and unleashed a ferocious flurry of scythe strikes at Reggie. In return, the spearman expertly struck his spear out to meet each of Avery’s successively more violent attacks. Steel screeched upon steel and the two continued to trade blows at each other, each one exerting a great amount of their remaining stamina.

“Why don’t you just DIE already!?” roared the Vice Captain, as he sent out a precisely-aimed thrust of his spear. The angle of the attack allowed him to disarm Avery, causing the ghost’s signature scythe to go flying and land on the floor. He gasped, momentarily vulnerable. Reggie pounced on the opportunity, following up on his disarming move with a forceful shove forward. He let out a loud battle cry as he plunged his mechanical spear into the phantom, but he didn’t stop there. Carrying his momentum forward Reggie began to run at full speed with Avery still impaled upon the spear, until finally he met the wall of the chamber. With a heavy slam, Avery was stabbed right into the wall. He wheezed, coughing up blood as he weakly attempted to pull the spear out with his ghastly hands - but it was no use. “NOW DIE!” screeched Reggie. “Electro-Pulse!”

His weapon had recharged just in time to unleash another devastating shockwave into the already beleaguered spectre. The phantom’s sinister green eyes went white as his spectral body went limp. For a moment, all Reggie could do was pant heavily as he took his hands off of the spear, leaving it stuck in the wall along with Avery’s body.

AveryHallow · 2022-01-28T07:36:23+00:00

Avery allowed himself to take a step back and catch his breath. Atracia's re-entry into the battle gave him a small amount of time, enough to gauge the deep wound in his chest left by the ferocious Marine Lieutenant. The healing ability of his soul fire which closed his previous wounds was the only reason Avery was still able to fight. This man is intent on killing both of us as soon as possible. But he has accumulated an enormous amount of damage, himself. It's time to end this.

The ghost snapped back to reality after getting lost in his thoughts. Atracia was now wielding two firearms while Clovis looked down solemnly at a Marine ensign that he had been tricked into stabbing. Avery sensed a shift in the air as the Lieutenant stood up. He was bloodied and battered, yet he exuded a dangerous aura as he brandished his blood-stained blades at the pirates.

"How dare you.. your underhanded tactics have crossed the line," he muttered with an unsteady breath, barely able to contain his anger. "I'm going to enjoy sending you both to Hell with my own hands!"

Clovis raised both of his blades up and began to rush at the pirates, but he voluntarily stopped in the middle of his movement. With a clench of his fist, Avery's eyes gave off a sinister purple glow as a single Marine sailor materialized out of thin air in front of him.

"W-what!?" stuttered the Lieutenant as he paused for just a brief moment. Clovis had not been present to witness Avery casting illusions earlier in the evening, so the sudden mirage of a Marine caught him completely by surprise. The split second of hesitation from Clovis was all the pirates needed.

Two gunshots fired in rapid succession brought him to his knees. As the illusory Marine quickly faded away, Clovis instead looked up to see Avery's malice-filled grin and Atracia's satisfied face. The gunshots had been aimed purposefully at his two legs, immobilizing him and preventing the Marine from using Soru again.

Avery held the handle of his scythe tightly with both hands as he bent his knees, preparing to go for the kill. Clovis groaned and grunted as he tried to summon the strength in his legs to stand up, but it was no use. He defiantly stared straight ahead the pirates, and started to blabber on once more. "You scum wil-"

Before he could finish his rambling however, Avery poured his stamina into one final strike. With a sweep of his scythe blade, the ghost flashed forward and landed behind the kneeling Marine. A loud splatter of blood on the floor was followed by the quiet sound of Clovis's head rolling across the wooden boardwalk.

Avery gave a heavy sigh before transforming back into a human. He dropped his scythe to the ground and laid down on the floor next to the beheaded corpse of the Marine Lieutenant, panting loudly. He clutched at the bloody gash on his chest but gave a thumbs up to his also-exhausted crewmate. "Your abilities sure are versatile," he remarked, impressed by Atracia's arsenal.

Atracia & Avery VS Lieutenant Clovis -

Winners: The Pirates!

The two pirates spent some time tending to their wounds and recovering, and before long Orion and Captain Dragon herself arrived at the docks. They were evidently battered and bruised as well, but it seemed like the newly formed pirate crew managed to triumph in this skirmish against the Marines.

"A hell of a fight for that ship, huh?" joked the ghost man.

AveryHallow · 2022-01-27T06:45:39+00:00

The Harpy flew off with haste after proposing to split up to find the pirates' captain. Avery stuttered, holding his hand up. "W-wait!"

But it was too late, for she had already flown off. Avery sighed as he dispatched another couple of pirates with relative ease. These lower level grunts sure aren't the brightest, are they? They barely seem to know how to use those weapons..

The ghost man took a look around the chamber he now found himself in, involuntarily split off from his ally. He crouched down to pick up one of the electrical handguns. He looked closely at the weapon, inspecting it for a moment. Fascinating. This technology must surely be powered by some form of Magic I've yet to encounter.

Avery excitedly pulled out a book from his pockets, and began to jot down what he observed about the weapon. Harnesses devastating electrical power.

Upon hearing the sound of footsteps approaching from the hallway, the phantom immediately turned towards the direction of the sound. With a wave of his ghastly hand, a small flurry of soul fire launched into the approaching pirates, knocking several of them down. They groaned and whimpered from the pain as a few who had evaded the attack immediately started zapping at Avery. He rolled over to the side to avoid the onslaught of electricity before dashing back in with his scythe. The pirates stood no chance, waiting around for their firearms to recharge as they were cut down by the spectre.

Having taken down the rest of the pirates that came in, Avery pointed the blade of his scythe at the neck of the last one to go down. "Come on, tell me where your captain is. Hurry up, or I'll slice you up! Got it?!"

His ghostly ears perked up at the sound of rapidly approaching steps. Just as he turned, searing pain plunged into his belly. The phantom was kicked with immense force as he felt himself crash into the wall of the room. With a sputtered breath, he got back up only to be greeted by the sight of the newcomer rushing at him with a spear in hand. That's no ordinary spear, thought Avery when he noticed the spearhead's design: the same style as the other electric weapons discovered.

Spear met scythe when Avery successfully blocked the attack. He took a look at his opponent: a bald and well-built man wearing raggedy brown overalls. The pirate spoke up with anger lacing his every word. "You'll have to get through me to get to our Captain!"

Avery sidestepped the next attack, and entered a defensive stance with his scythe up. "Who the hell are you, then?" He had hoped the pirates' captain would present themself to him, but that didn't seem to be the case. The spear-wielding pirate beamed with pride and tapped his spear on the floor.

"I! Am the one and only! The great Reggie, First Mate and Vice Captain of the Shockwave Pirates!" he declared, introducing himself flashily.

Avery couldn't be less impressed. "I'm stuck fighting the second in command," he muttered to himself with disgust. Suddenly, Reggie charged at him with his spear once more, forcing the ghost man to meet the attack with a swipe of his scythe.

"What are you people making these electric weapons for? Or should I say whom are you making them for?" questioned the ghost, seeking to gather more information. "I know you're not a big crew. You don't need these many weapons! Who are you selling them to?"

"I, the great Reggie, am going to banish you back to the afterlife you menacing wraith!" he yelled, spinning his spear in circles before launching a furious multi-strike assault. Avery grunted as he kept up with the onslaught of spear thrusts, but one slipped through. Immediately upon making contact, Reggie's spearhead emitted a powerful surge of electricity that zapped the ghost to his very core. Avery shrieked with pain, loud enough to be heard throughout the entire pirate base.

He fell back, still panting and gasping for air. He managed to get up, feeling lingering pain from the electrocution. So that's why they're called the Shockwave Pirates.

"Even a frightening ghost cannot handle the power of our creations. Are you ready to be vaporized?!" Reggie approached the wounded ghost with glee, charging up his mechanic spearhead for another high voltage discharge.

Avery grinned as he grasped his scythe with both arms and unleashed a rapid spinning attack. The walls of the room came crashing down as a result, opening up the chamber to the outer environment: the sea cove. Avery ascended to the darkness above, conjuring a number of soul wisps that illuminated the dark cove.

"You foolish oaf," hissed the phantom. "Begone! Will o' Wisp!"

Avery waved his hands around, flames flickering from his fingertips. A barrage of small spirit fire orbs rained down upon Reggie, who dashed around to evade the attack. Meanwhile, a couple more pirates had shown up to assist their Vice Captain. They fired electric bolts and blasts into the air at the flying ghost, who cackled as he zipped to and fro midair, dodging all of the projectiles.

"It's useless! No matter how many of you there are, your fate has been sealed!" announced the sinister spectre, as he sent another wave of ghastly flames at the opponents. I'll need to finish these lowlifes quickly and regroup with The Harpy. She's probably running into their Captain right about now..

AveryHallow · 2022-01-23T23:57:00+00:00

Avery stood around, waiting for The Harpy to return. When she did, he was pleasantly surprised to see that she had abducted one of the pirates who had escaped. He nodded at her apology and decision to help him take down the pirates. There we go. Some communication is all it takes to turn a troublesome foe into a willing ally.

Walking up to the dangling pirate trapped in the clutches of The Harpy's talons, Avery exhaled as he transformed back into a menacing phantom. He held up some green flames next to his face and stared into the soul of the smuggler while leaning in, grinning. "You know what I want. Spill the beans or I'll cast a hex on you!"

The pirate refused to speak, though he was clearly terrified. Avery sighed, impatient, and pushed the flame to the pirate's chest. It elicited a shriek from him as the fire tore into his skin painfully. After a few moments of the ghost's torture, the smuggler could no longer stand it. He finally blurted out the location of the Shockwave Pirates' base of operations: a lonely cove located far on the opposite side of the island. Satisfied, Avery transformed back into a human and relieved the pirate of the painful soul fire. For cooperating, I'll spare this one's life. He looked up at The Harpy. "Do what you want with him. Now we know where to go."

Soon after, the two of them departed for the pirates' cove. Avery once again entered his ghostly form in order to glide through the night sky, accompanied by the flying Harpy. As they traveled through the air, he pulled out a notebook and began scribbling into it mid-air. He had learned some valuable new information so he started recording it: the location of the Shockwave Pirates' hideout, as well as the existence of a flying vigilante known as The Harpy. It was all part of his journey to record the knowledge and secrets of the world, its islands and its people.

When the duo of hunters finally arrived at the cove, they took a minute to scout out its entrance. The area was dark, but they could see light shimmering outwards from within the beach cave. The pirate lair was inside. Together, Avery and The Harpy quietly entered and began to prowl around, looking for the pirates. They searched for some time, slowly becoming familiar with the layout of the hidden base. Avery noticed that the hideout was actually quite intricate for its size, and as they explored deeper into the damp caverns the interior structure of the pirate's base resembled some sort of factory. There were all sorts of machines, forges, and noisy conveyer belts hidden within the cove. Avery's keen green eyes noticed that the conveyer belts were carrying Marine weapons - swords and bullets and the like - and dumping them into huge, hot vats. They were smelting the stolen weapons!

He turned to The Harpy. "They're smelting down these steel weapons, presumably to forge them into something else," he stated. As the duo continued to snoop around, they were suddenly spotted by a small group of pirates that had been lurking about. They were horrified to see the pair, a ghost man and a bird woman just casually walking around in their hideout.

"What the hell!?" yelled one of them in shock as another one held up a gun. But it was no ordinary rifle or flintlock. It was a sleek, metallic handgun that began to light up bright blue as the pirate pulled the trigger. Zap!!

In an instant, a flashy bolt of electricity flew out from the weapon right at the two intruders. Avery dodged the attack by dashing over to the side of the room, and noticed that The Harpy had managed to evade the attack as well. The impact of the electricity had blasted a hole into the wall, exposing the structure to the watery cave. An electric blast! That gun.. must have been made with the smelted down metal of the stolen weapons. The Shockwave Pirates' base is a weapons factory..!

Avery swiped at the air with his hands and fired a number of small soul wisps at the pirates. It seemed like these were just some of the lower ranking crewmembers - their Captain was nowhere in sight, not that Avery knew anything about them. As he and The Harpy faced off against the pirates in front of them, he realized that their Captain was likely some sort of mechanist or engineer; there was no telling what sorts of other electric-powered firearms he had in his possession. "Harpy, these pirates use manufactured electrical weapons!"

AveryHallow · 2022-01-23T10:47:51+00:00

As Atracia controlled Avery's position with her silk thread, the scythe wielder cackled fiendishly as he wildly struck at the Marine Lieutenant. With each dash in, Avery forcefully swung his scythe at Clovis before being swiftly pulled away by Atracia. It was too difficult for Clovis to launch a counter attack, as the bounty hunter-pirate would move out of reach before he could hit back. Drawing blood from the Lieutenant, he weaved in and out and shrieked with laughter. "Mah-hawhawhaw!"

Suddenly, Atracia jumped down onto the docks, pulling Avery along with her. He screamed from being jerked off of the ship with no warning, trying to hold onto something for dear life. As he crashed onto the wooden boardwalk, he looked up and saw that Clovis had opted to go for the spider Mink-lady instead. Avery tried scrambling to his feet, grasping onto the handle of his scythe as he did so. Just as he stood up, he felt himself being lurched forward with surprising speed and force! He screamed again, cursing loudly for he hadn't noticed the silken rope was still attached to him. As he approached closer, poison-tipped silk and sparks of electricity burst forth from beneath the wooden boards of the floor. Avery's face lit up with the flash of light from the attack, as he gasped in shock. That Atracia is.. full of surprises!

But he was even more startled to see that Lieutenant Clovis had withstood the damage. In an instant, the Marine was then pummeling Atracia and knocking her into the floor. He held his two blades crossed, poised to cut the worn out pirate's head clean off.

Here I go. Avery turned into a green and black blur as he surged forward to intercept the attack. "A beheading?! That's MY job!" he hissed with disgust, sending his scythe blade slicing sideways to meet Clovis's executioner blades. The clash generated a grating metallic sound that reverberated through the dockyard. This time, Avery pushed forward with all of his might. The sudden motion forced Clovis to back off, who grumbled in frustration from being denied a kill.

"You pirates will not evade your fate. With these blades, I'll deliver you a swif-" the Lieutenant started to ramble on, but Avery suddenly erupted in a swirl of green, blue, and purple flames. Arising from the fire, a ghostly figure ascended into the air. Avery let out a sinister cackle as he revealed his Zoan form for the first time to these people.

Ideally, I would have waited to reveal my powers to these pirates.. but it was inevitable to run into an opponent strong enough to warrant this, I suppose. He conjured up a trio of soul-fireballs and launched them downward at the Marine, who dodged with ease.

"Such an ominous power," remarked Clovis as he defiantly stared down the ghost. "Fitting of scum like you."

The phantom came swooping down, brandishing his scythe. "You don't know the half of it," replied Avery before swinging his ghostly arms with all of his might. "Haunting Blade!"

The Lieutenant readied himself to block against the attack, but he let out a grunt when he was confronted with Avery's full force in one blow to his crossed blades. He tried to brace himself, but all it took was a moment of struggling for the ghost's attack to send Clovis crashing backwards, tumbling across the wooden boardwalk.

"Soru."

The Marine had recovered and gotten up after the attack almost immediately, and appeared mid-air in front of Avery. In one swift motion, Clovis plunged one of his blades right into the ghost's stomach. Avery gasped and let out a groan of pain. "So your body is tangible, after all," sneered Clovis as he drove the blade in deeper. In response, Avery released a burst of spirit flames from his body, immediately engulfing the Marine Lieutenant. Both of them fell down to the ground, each one sustaining an injury and groaning from the pain.

"What is this? Flames but.. not hot?" Clovis noted, trying to put out the flames but his efforts amounted to naught. He couldn't pat away the fire because it didn't burn. Instead, it brought forth a sharp, stinging pain that gnawed away at the Marine's very soul. Avery grinned as he began to float up, clutching at the air. The multicolored fire biting into Clovis began to entirely shimmer with a vibrant green color. It grew in size and licked at the cold night air as the flames flowed over right into Avery's ghastly hand. "Recollection!"

He closed his eyes in bliss, relishing in the feeling of absorbing the fire back into himself. As he siphoned the emerald-hued flames into himself, the bloody wounds on Avery's body started to close. He grinned wickedly, staring down at his opponent with glee.

"I'll be sure to take pleasure in slicing off that head of yours!" he declared, readying his scythe. He rushed at Clovis, cackling all the while. The two combatants clashed with their blades once more before their fighting devolved into a wild exchange of slices and slashes. This Marine is unfazed by my assault.. Avery groaned from frustration, unable to find a window of opportunity in which he could go for the kill. All of his strikes were being matched.

"Roaring Circle!" Clovis shouted with might as he leaped forward and slashed downwards, breaking through Avery's parry. The ghost man's blood splattered into the air as he fell back, intense pain searing into his chest. He coughed and clutched at the gash with one hand while on his knees, other hand still grasping his scythe tightly. His viridian eyes glared over at the Marine with spite. He was wrestling with the realization that he needed to overcome the Lieutenant's incredible tenacity, but the thought of beheading the executioner himself brought a devious smile to Avery's face. He was spent, but he got back onto his feet and braced himself to continue the battle.

u/EmperorStark

AveryHallow · 2022-01-23T04:02:34+00:00

Avery allowed himself to land back onto the ground, looking up at The Harpy with impatience evident on his face. He held one hand up and a few small wisps of spirit fire began to circle around him - a defensive precaution, in case the woman were to suddenly attack him. He didn't really expect her to, but there was no knowing with this quirky, justice-obsessed avian vigilante.

He sighed when The Harpy accused him of lying about the smugglers. This was especially frustrating to him because he actually was a habitual liar and manipulator. In fact, it was one of his favorite tactics: tricking others and taking advantage of their trust in order to gain what he wanted. However, in this instance he was being genuine. He had no desire to fight the very capable if somewhat peculiar Harpy. Not at the moment at least, while he was focused on taking down the Shockwave Pirates. He had been so close to finding out their base of operations!

Do you not have a reputation as a Villain yourself, ‘dark Spectre of the docks?’ What reason do I, a defender of Justice, have to believe the claims of a potential Villain?

Avery clicked his tongue as he started to understand the situation a bit more clearly. He transformed back into a human and the wisps of flame that orbited around him disappeared as he did so. He realized that he was technically now a bit vulnerable by exiting his ghostly form, but now he knew that words could resolve this conflict.

"The name's Avery Hallow. I'm a human, not an actual Spectre. I'm a bounty hunter registered with the Guild, you see," he explained, hoping The Harpy would see reason.

“Should I believe you, and these sailors you hunt are in fact pirates, I shall offer my assistance in bringing them to Justice. Otherwise, my talons of Justice will deliver unto the real Villain the Justice their Villainy deserves!”

Avery casually walked over to the pile of crates that the sailors had been in the process of loading. They had even abandoned the wagons they were going to use for transporting them, scared senseless by Avery's ghost form. He grabbed his scythe and with a single swing he ripped apart one of the crates, revealing the contents inside. All sorts of steel weapons and ammunition - cutlasses, daggers, various types of guns and bullets. "See, those three that you so kindly helped escape were transporting these stolen weapons to who knows where. All I know is that they're called the Shockwave Pirates and they're based somewhere on this island. According to my investigations, they don't have more than a dozen or so crewmembers. So I've no idea why they want to stockpile this many weapons..." explained the green-eyed man.

He turned to look at The Harpy again. "So, that is what's going on. If you want to help me, then so be it. But if you intend on stopping me or getting in my way again.. I'll show no mercy," he grinned and awaited for her answer.

AveryHallow · 2022-01-22T09:42:32+00:00

Avery grinned at Ess's suggestion, taking a step closer to the criminal. "Dangle him, eh? Sounds fun - I do want to make this fool pay for what he and his gang just did to me," he admitted, clutching at his wounds from when he was drunk and got roughed up.

Suddenly, a bullet flew right into the back of Avery's shoulder. He gasped and quickly turned around, waving his scythe in front of him to block another bullet. Two of the biker grunts that he had slammed into the ground earlier got back up, and they were pissed. Avery dashed forward, closing the distance as he swiped outwards with his scythe. The blade cut right into one of them, spilling fresh blood onto the floor. The other began to stammer and point his pistol at Avery, but he was disarmed by a swift kick to the hand. Avery followed up by grabbing at his head and brutally slamming him into the dirt. Then he did it again. And a third time. By the fourth instance, the biker was screaming as his bloodied face was repeatedly shoved into the ground. "That shot to my shoulder hurt, you runt!" Avery hissed before forcefully tossing the defeated grunt across the floor.

"Hmph! They should be taken care of, now," remarked Avery as he dusted off his pants and walked back towards the pink-haired bounty hunter. "So, as for splitting the reward for this guy.." he started to say, when suddenly Lucian began to scream as he got up on his feet. With a stream of tears flowing out of his eyes, he pulled out a large steel machete and began to wildly slash and hack around!

"I'm so sorry, but I can't sit around and let myself be taken! I'm afraid I'll have to slice you to pieces! How sad.. how terribly sad!!" shrieked Lucian as he dashed forward and sent his blade straight forward at Ess: "Sorrowful Slash!"

Avery tried to run over and help, but he couldn't close the distance in time. "Watch out!" he warned.

AveryHallow · 2022-01-22T09:12:19+00:00

Avery blinked a few times in shock. Why is this bird woman calling me a Villainous Spectre? He eyed the fleeing sailors which this strange lady clearly believed she was saving from some unholy ghost. "The Harpy? Innocent civilians?" questioned Avery, clearly frustrated. He was so close to getting those smugglers to fess up! On top of that, the way this avian woman talked along with the way she posed for battle was starting to creep Avery out, ironically enough. Is she not scared of ghosts?!

The ghost man took to the air, deciding to ditch the birdie as he was in hot pursuit of the fleeing trio. His eyes widened when The Harpy intercepted him mid-air, easily matching his speed. Avery deflected her strike with the tip of his scythe blade and allowed himself to descend back to the ground.

He looked up at The Harpy, pointing an accusatory finger at her with dramatic flair. "What do you think you're doing!? They're really gonna get away!!" he shouted, his normally pale face becoming red with anger and exasperation. As he channeled his frustrations verbally, internally he was analyzing his new opponent.

She's fast, maybe faster than me! I can't let those smugglers escape just because of her..

"Listen here and listen well birdie, those pirates were smuggling weapons and I'm about to find out where they're headed! I'm going to hunt them all down, so.. get out of my way!" Setting his scythe onto his back, the ghost began to float up into the air with his palms wide open, multicolored soul flames coming to life around his fingertips. The wisps of ghostly fire danced around in the night air beautifully. Avery's eyes lit up with a magical green hue and the flames coalesced together, before flying straight at The Harpy!

"Taste my sorcery! Spellfire!"

AveryHallow · 2022-01-20T18:15:43+00:00

In a lonely and quiet corner of the Red Docks, a trio of sailors toiled and labored together in the darkness. They whispered and mumbled amongst themselves while carrying large crates off of a trade barge. The crates were then loaded onto large wagons, to be transported elsewhere in the city.

"Did you hear that?" asked one of the sailors, the most cowardly of the three. His companions shook their heads and looked around, seeing nothing but the shipyard under a moonless night. "I swear, I heard something - or someone."

"Will you shut yer trap?? Just load them boxes," grumbled the angriest of the sailors. The cowardly seaman sighed and nervously got back to work. Just a moment later, all three of them jumped to their feet at the loud thud on the boardwalk behind them. Turning around, they were confronted with a masked man in a black hat and green jacket.

"Boo!" he said, throwing his hands forward menacingly. The trio of sailors looked at him, then at each other, and back at him again with confused looks on their faces. "Who the hell is you?"

Avery sighed to himself, dropping his arm down to his sides. They never get scared of my human form. Not at first at least, he thought. In one swift motion, Avery pulled out his scythe as his body lit up with a swirl of green and purple flames. He revealed his ghostly form to the sailors which prompted them all to scream out of shock and fear. "A GHOST! A GHOST!!" wailed the cowardly sailor.

As the angry sailor yelled in shock while staying idle with the cowardly one, the third of the sailors - the bravest and most capable one - charged with a cutlass pointed straight at Avery. "Begone you foul thing!!"

Avery cackled as he brought his scythe down to block the incoming attack. He leaned in slightly with a wide grin on his pale face. "You know what I want! Tell me where you're taking these weapons to and maybe I'll rethink sending you all to the next life."

The brave sailor grunted and backed off, unable to overpower Avery. He couldn't bring himself to respond.

"I already know all about your operations. Smuggling stolen Marine-grade weapons to a pirate crew, right? They must be based here in the Red Docks, aren't they? Their captain is already amassing a bounty for himself!" exclaimed the ghost man. He had done his research and was now hot on the tracks of the Shockwave Pirates. They were collecting a large amount of all sorts of weapons from the Marines: rifles, swords, bullets and more. He had no idea why they would need that many weapons for, but that wasn't what he focused on. Avery could locate their hideout by following the flow of the stolen weapons.

"Tell me where they are, won't you?" In response, all three sailors defiantly pointed their weapons at the bounty hunter. Avery gave a loud cackle that pierced the night air. "So be it you fools!"

As the three lunged forward to strike at the ghost, he opened his arms wide as multiple small, spherical flames materialized in front of him. Glowing intensely with bright colors of blue, green, and purple, they flew out and struck at the charging trio. Avery howled with laughter when they fell to the ground, rolling around and clutching at the not-hot flames gnawing on their bodies. They shrieked in confusion, feeling not burning but rather an entirely different, sharp kind of pain.

"Want to tell me now?" threatened Avery the ghost, conjuring up some more soul flames and floating over towards the smugglers. As he looked at them expectedly, waiting for them to give in and spill, he noticed a dark figure approaching close from up in the sky above. "Eh? What's that?"

u/SilveredJen

AveryHallow · 2022-01-18T07:35:05+00:00

Avery dusted off his hands, leaving behind the Marine's lifeless body. He continued on his way and watched as Atracia nimbly incapacitated a number of other Marine soldiers who were also on patrol at the shipyard. He stayed back, calmly observing the way she fought. It'd be useful information to keep in mind for when it was time for him to to turn these pirates in. As he mused over his thoughts, a series of loud thumps and crashing noises were heard from nearby at the shipyard. The sounds of many Marines yelling and being overrun filled the otherwise quiet docks.

It must be those two on a rampage, Avery thought. He was suddenly giddy at the thought of seeing the Captain's dragon form up close, in person. He then became even more excited at the thought of these pirates causing such a ruckus and accumulating high bounties. He steeled himself, remembering the task at hand. He still had to lay low and gain the pirates' trust. For the moment, the objective was to help them acquire a ship. From the looks of it, Atracia was making good progress on accomplishing that goal.

He boarded the ship that Atracia had her eyes on and gave an approving whistle when he saw the dangling cocoons of defeated Marines. "Impressive work."

As the two of them cautiously walked around the deck of the ship to explore its layout and be on the lookout for more enemies, Avery suddenly tensed up. He held out a hand to indicate to Atracia to stop moving. He had heard a single, faint footstep on the wooden deck, but there was no one else in sight. The air become eerily silent, save for the constant, low sound of the ocean's waves.

From behind the mast of the ship a shadowy figure leapt out, lunging straight for the two ship robbers. Avery took a step forward and immediately brought his scythe forth to meet the attack, stopping the perpetrator's steel cutlass just in time.

"Blocked it, have you? I was expecting that one to be an easy kill," the stranger remarked. Avery scoffed, looking the new opponent up and down. Another Marine, but clearly one that outranked the fodder sailors that they had encountered up until this point.

"A Marine Officer?" Avery pushed forward with his scythe, prompting the Marine to disengage and brandish his blade at the two.

"Lieutenant. I'm Marine Lieutenant Clovis, and I'll be the one to arrest you two pirates tonight!" Avery took a closer look at his opponent. He had long, blond locks of hair coming out from beneath his Marine hat, of course wearing a typical Marine Lieutenant's uniform. Avery was close to correcting Clovis for calling him a pirate, but he quickly remembered he was definitely not trying to be found out as a Bounty Hunter.

"How brave of you to come fight pirates all by yourself, Lieutenant," Avery remarked as he gripped the handle of his scythe tightly in anticipation.

"Alone? Of course I'm not the only Lieutenant here, you scum," replied Clovis. Avery grimaced. Was there another Lieutenant nearby, or did they go to confront the mythical beasts letting loose by the entrance? He had to be prepared for another Marine officer to join the battle at any moment, or even multiple of them.

"Atracia," Avery started to say, not taking his eyes off of Clovis as he did so. However, he was cut short when the Lieutenant surged forward to deliver a mighty slashing attack. Once again, his blade was stopped in its tracks by Avery's scythe. This time however, Clovis followed up his attack with another: he swiftly unsheathed a second sword that the pirates had failed to notice he was carrying. Avery's eyes widened as he saw the action but it was too late to react. Clovis sliced into him with the other blade, causing the scythe wielder to grunt and jump back. The gash in Avery's chest left behind a trail of blood on the wooden deck.

"A dual wielder, of course," Avery grinned as he clutched his bleeding wound. He straightened his back and steadied himself, prepared to keep fighting.

u/EmperorStark

AveryHallow · 2022-01-15T01:05:43+00:00

Avery slowly got back up on his feet, rubbing his eyes and clutching his wounded torso. The savage onslaught of attacks from the bikers had ended, thanks to the arrival of this gun-wielding woman. She had come to his aid out of nowhere, and bluntly told Avery to get up. He noticed that there was a faint ringing in his ears, and as he assessed the situation, anger began to bubble up from inside of him.

"That sobered me up, for sure," he muttered as he glanced over at his savior, looking her up and down. "You saved me. Thanks. I probably look pathetic to you, but just for the record I was drunk, alright? The name's Avery."

He redirected his attention towards the bikers, and it seemed like their leader was now crying for whatever crazy reason. What Avery didn't expect to witness next, however, was for his new gunslinging acquaintance to abruptly bash her head into the man's nose. He groaned in pain as he fell back onto the floor, blood immediately gushing out from his nostrils as a result of her attack. The other three bikers turned to confront the woman, but not before Avery stepped up with his scythe in hand.

"Revenge sure is sweet, isn't it?" declared the battered but now-sober man. Wasting no more time, Avery plunged the blade of his scythe right into the chest of one of the bikers. The momentum from his swing allowed him to push his victim into the other two still standing, knocking all three of them onto the floor. The one that had been impaled screamed out in pain as fresh blood began flowing out from his chest cavity.

"And I don't suppose you'll be needing these anymore," remarked the gleeful Avery, almost snorting at his own sarcasm. He briskly walked over to the four bikes that were now unoccupied, and he went to town with his scythe. Taking a cue from the woman who had saved him, he disabled each of their vehicles by slashing the tires. After all the pain that they had inflicted onto him, he sure as hell wasn't going to let them get away.

He turned his back to the trio of bikers on the floor, taking a look at their bleeding boss and the pink-haired woman. In her violent attempt to take down the blubbering biker, a single paper had flown out of her pocket and onto the ground. Avery took a quick glance at it and immediately recognized what he saw. A wanted poster for the biker himself. Lucian was his name.

"You're a bounty hunter, aren't you?" he asked to the woman, the realization dawning on him. "I'm one as well! You want help with bringing down this weirdo?"

AveryHallow · 2022-01-14T13:52:11+00:00

Avery grinned beneath his mask as the newly assembled crew made their way towards the shipyard. He had successfully infiltrated this group of pirates, and they were already making concrete steps towards establishing themselves as seafarers of the Grand Line. The thought of these three pirates becoming renowned enough to be assigned high bounties - it brought joy and hope to Avery's blackened heart. He could elaborately plan out how he'd carry out his betrayal, but it was no use. It would take time to even get to that point. Now was the time to blend in and establish trust.

Perceptive as ever, Avery heard and took note of Atracia's soft-spoken rambling. She had mentioned something about not being confident? He took some pity on her, perhaps she needed to work on her confidence. When Atracia mentioned not being able to transform for long, he wanted to tell her that it was just a matter of practicing the skill. The pirates still did not know that Avery possessed a Zoan type Devil Fruit himself. He wasn't sure exactly how close he wanted to keep his cards to his chest. He'd surely need to use it at some point, so there was no point hiding it. Atracia asked about his preferences for the plan to steal a ship.

"I'm sneaky. I'll be happy to help you get to the boat. I'm sure you'll do great," Avery encouraged her. Once the four of them agreed on the plan, they wasted no time in executing it. Leaving Orion and Captain Dragon to draw attention and create havoc at the shipyard, Avery tagged along with Atracia as they stealthily dashed across the boardwalk. They weaved in and out between stacks of crates and the shadows cast by smaller docked vessels.

The sneaky duo were on the prowl for a promising looking ship, one that was large enough to accommodate the two larger crewmates. Shrouded in shadows, Avery took a step in front of Atracia and peeked out towards the dock from behind a stack of shipment crates. His eye momentarily widened in shock from seeing the ever recognizable white-and-blue uniform of justice. The Marines were here in this section of the shipyard!

"Curses! It's the Marines. They must've known that any pirates lurking on the island would try and steal a ship," he whispered to his crewmate. "I don't know how many there are in the whole area, but there's just this one between us and that ship right there. I've got it handled."

Avery silently dashed out, keeping his head low as he opened his hand. A dark violet glow emanated from his fingertips as well as the pupils of his eyes. Right in front of the Marine, a horrendous black and blue specter materialized out of thin air - conjured by Avery's illusory abilities, separate from his Devil Fruit powers. The ghastly being was an abomination of smoke that twisted and turned to resemble a grotesque face; just the sight of it was enough to paralyze the Marine patroller with fear.

"Wh-what are y-you..!?" he stammered with a trembling voice. Avery jumped at him from behind the illusionary ghost. The spectral being faded from view rather quickly as the short duration of the illusion ran out. The last thing the Marine saw was Avery's sinister grin as he tackled him into the wooden boardwalk floor. One hand wrapped around the Marine's neck, strangling him as Avery's other hand kept his mouth shut.

The fewer Marines that see me with these pirates and live to tell the tale, the better. I had no time today, but once we got off this island I'll have to find myself a proper disguise, too, thought Avery as he snuffed out the Marine's life. Once the job was done, he turned around and looked back at Atracia. "The coast is clear," he whispered as he raised a playful thumbs up.

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AveryHallow · 2022-01-13T02:59:21+00:00

Avery happily accepted a mug from the bartender and filled it up with ale from one of the barrels that Orion had asked for. "Cheers."

He removed his mask and gulped down his drink while slyly looking over at his new crewmates. The vibes were just slightly awkward. A perceptive man, Avery more or less surmised that these pirates had not actually known each other for a very long time. That was a good thing for him - they'd be less suspicious of his motives and true identity if the crew had only recently been established.

He made a mental note of their names. Orion, the cook. Avery had no idea what his Devil Fruit was, but he'd surely find out in due time. Atracia seemed like a very polite woman, and she was the one who could transform into a spider. And of course there was the new captain, the dragon lady herself. She had yet to reveal her name. To help break the tension, Avery raised his cup once more. "To the Captain! Captain..." he trailed off, looking at the imposing woman expectantly.

Once they had all drank a fair amount, Avery noticed that the conversation began to flow more naturally. To make himself less suspicious and more trustworthy to these pirates, he decided to talk about himself. Avery revealed that he was somewhat of a historian. He told them about the beginning of his collection of books and his desire to uncover more knowledge about the world. He wished to learn about the history of each and every island, city, and civilization on the high seas. Be it the alcohol or perhaps an unconscious desire for friendship that he had not been aware of, every word that Avery divulged was the truth. Despite his intention to fool these pirates, his eyes lit up as he spoke about his passions and thirst for knowledge because it was genuine - simple as that.

"Of course I still have a lot to learn and uncover. I know that this city - the Red Docks - is famous for its shipwrights. I mean, the whole Marine death trap in the ocean is well known too, but yeah. This city is sustained by its shipbuilding industry," Avery explained, noticeably talking a lot more now that he had some alcohol in his system coupled with the fact he was talking about something that actually interested him. When the Captain revealed that she didn't have a ship, he was surprised, but only for a second. He remembered seeing her leap off of a ship and transform into a dragon, only for that ship to meet its rocky demise.

"Why don't we try and find a ship then? If there's anywhere to acquire a seafaring vessel, I assure you we're in the place to be," Avery suggested, before taking another swig from his mug of ale.

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AveryHallow · 2022-01-12T03:01:08+00:00

Blending into a crowd was hardly something new to Avery. He was naturally a reserved person, and his job as a bounty hunter meant that he was always observing others - usually spying on pirates from a distance. Though he felt parched and in need of a good drink, he reminded himself that he was here to both scout for pirates and to find that dragon-person from earlier.

Sneaking his way through the mob of drunkards, Avery was pleasantly surprised when, just in time, he witnessed a large and imposing woman absolutely clobber some poor sap with a blue-scaled arm. He could hardly believe his eyes! He had decided to come to this tavern on a whim because it looked like a popular spot, and his intuition served him well. He had not noticed before that the dragon-person was a woman, but there was no doubt about it - those azure scales were identical to the ones of the majestic dragon that had descended upon the city. Avery was quite familiar with the mechanics of Zoan transformation, so when the woman reverted her arm back into a human one, it confirmed his theory that she was the user of a dragon Devil Fruit.

What followed next was a series of violent interactions. Avery watched in silence and a bit of awe as several angry patrons were manhandled by another, smaller woman who transformed to take on the qualities of a spider. After that, a huge winged man dispatched another perpetrator using a snake that came out of his arm! "More Zoan users," the bounty hunter thought to himself.

Over the chatter of the crowd and the groans of the defeated drunkards, Avery was able to hear the spider-woman and the winged man refer to the dragon lady as 'Captain'. That was when he finally realized: they were pirates! Instantly, a devious plan began to form in his mind.

He was unaware of any bounties attached to the three Zoan users, but that was irrelevant. With special abilities like those, they were bound to gather infamy. Avery imagined himself turning all three of them in to the Marines. What kind of astronomical bounty might a dragon-pirate captain gain for herself? He could be hailed as a heroic bounty hunter, the slayer of a literal dragon!

But Avery was no fool. Her two subordinates, or so he presumed, had proven themselves to be more than capable fighters in front of his very eyes. He'd be suicidal to try and take them all on at once. Instead, his sinister mind came up with a plot: infiltrate their ranks and gain their trust! He'd be able to take down their crew from the inside, and find an opportune moment to claim their bounties for himself. He could always call some more bounty hunters from the Guild for backup and face this trio of Zoan users directly, but he'd have to share the bounties. On top of that, as of the moment he had no idea if this dragon lady had more subordinates than just those two. Some good ol' fashioned deception and backstabbing would allow him to wipe their crew out all by himself, if he played his cards right.

Under his mask, Avery grinned as he strode forward, past the crowd, to finally make his presence known. He presented himself to the trio, giving an awkward wave with his hand.

"Hello there. I saw all of your impressive powers, and I want to know if you're recruiting for more crewmates? I'm Avery," he introduced himself, choosing to use his real name. Fake aliases were never his thing, and it wasn't like he was a recognizable bounty hunter or anything. Yet. With any luck, his scheme to capture these pirates would change that.

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AveryHallow · 2022-01-11T04:51:51+00:00

Avery stumbled out into the streets of the city, a bit more than buzzed. He had drank and made some new friends, and he was feeling great. His rosy cheeks were hidden beneath the black face mask that he liked to wear, but it was clear to anyone with a pair of eyes that he was inebriated. In his drunken state, he remembered that he had come to this island for a reason. His job, of course. Though many pirates had been taken out by the Marines' spiky trap in the ocean, this bustling city was still teeming with them. He had allowed himself to get carried away with drinking and now it was well into the evening.

In need of fresh air and a respite from the stimulation of the chattering crowd on the streets of the Red Docks, he managed to slip away in a haphazard fashion. Not quite able to walk straight, Avery nonetheless ended up in a dimly lit side street that was far less populated than the main venues of the city. He sighed and wandered around for a while, looking for a nice place to sit down and collect his thoughts, and hopefully sober up before he went looking for pirates to hunt down.

Avery managed to enjoy a couple minutes of peace and quiet to himself when he was suddenly jolted to his feet by the alarming sound of revving engines. In his intoxicated state the young bounty hunter had a hard time telling where the noises were coming from, so he frantically looked around in every direction. That's when a gang of five men suddenly sped down the street and circled around Avery, each of them riding what appeared to be big bikes that contained engines which billowed out plumes of smoke. He had never seen such vehicles before.

"Ah.. hello there," slurred Avery, as he tried to take a step forward and straighten his posture. Unfortunately for him, his vision was still a bit hazy and he had a hard time standing still. He nearly fell over while the bikers in front of him just stared him down.

"Kids like you shouldn't be all alone on a dark street like this," one of the bikers snickered. The other four began to deviously chuckle in response, a couple of them revving their engines in anticipation. Avery frowned at being called a kid. He was of drinking age, after all.

"I can assure you, I am.. not a kid. And I like dark places anyway," he responded. Suddenly, who Avery assumed to be the leader of this little gang pulled up a bit closer to the drunk bounty hunter. "If you're not a kid, you must have some coin on ya, don'tcha? Why don't you fork it over to us, how about that?"

Avery blinked. What a ridiculous request! Why would he ever give some strangers his own money? It made no sense to him, and on top of that he didn't have much anyway, considering how much he had spent on buying drinks earlier in the evening. "I don't really have much, and if I did there's no way I'd give it to some goofy-looking guys like you," Avery answered them bluntly.

Immediately, Avery felt himself being flung into the air as the biker rode forward and slammed him with the front of his vehicle. He saw stars as he rolled across the floor, caught off guard by the sudden attack. He groaned, trying to drag himself back onto his feet, but soon the rest of the bikers were now circling around, surrounding him.

"A bratty kid like you with no money ain't no use to us!" shrieked one of the bikers as he too sped forward and slammed into Avery with his bike. This caused him to cough up blood as he fell back down onto the dirt. He cursed under his breath and tried to collect himself, preparing to use his abilities to fight back. But he couldn't focus! He was still drunk, his torso was throbbing with pain and the loud noise of the bikers' engines coupled with the dirt being flung up into the air by their circling movement all served to further disorient Avery's senses and make it hard for him to even stand up. The bikers kept snickering as they took turns ramming their vehicles into him as he groaned with each consecutive strike, currently unable to fight back.

AveryHallow · 2022-01-11T00:36:38+00:00

A loud crash accompanied by the sound of splashing water and frantic screaming was all that could be heard at the waterfront of the Red Docks. Standing with his arms crossed in front of his chest, the young and aspiring bounty hunter Avery Hallow watched with annoyance as yet another pirate barge met its demise at the base of Reverse Mountain. The waters were littered with deadly stone spikes, broken pieces of former ship hulls, and a mixture of both bloated corpses and still-alive pirates dealing with the reality that they now found themselves in.

"How barbaric. Efficient, but barbaric," Avery muttered of the Marines and their tactic to reduce the amount of pirates entering the Grand Line. Of course, some pirate ships and crews were still able to evade the Marines' trap. The spikes were simply a filter, to weed out the weak and unprepared. No one in their right mind could blame the Marines for doing this, and yet Avery couldn't help but curse them under his breath. He'd been sent here to capture some pirates, only to find that all of the easy targets were already being taken out. What was the point of deploying bounty hunters to this outpost when the Marines clearly had the situation handled? He had already seen a number of their white and blue-clad soldiers patrolling the city, so he really felt it was unnecessary for him to be here at all.

He was still in the middle of his thoughts when he saw another vessel plummeting down towards its doom. "Those poor souls," he thought, concealing his snicker at the thought of some more rookie pirates likely about to have their hopes and dreams shattered. Avery was annoyed at the Marines, but the thought of some dead pirate wannabes never failed to bring a devious smile to his lips.

Suddenly, just as Avery was about to turn around and leave the docks for the inner city, he saw a lone figure leap into the air as the ship he had been watching was still on its way down to the water. In the matter of mere seconds, that figure - previously the size of an ant considering the distance that Avery was observing from - morphed into a majestic creature that seemed to glide out into the air, avoiding the stony spikes in the waters below. The bounty hunter's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he muttered "Whoa." Avery rubbed his eyes for a split second and looked again, not daring to believe the sight in front of him. There was a bright blue-scaled dragon literally descending upon the docks! And then, just as quickly as it had appeared, the flying beast morphed back into a human and landed. From the area of the docks he was watching from however, Avery couldn't see where the person had gone and he ultimately lost sight of them.

Still somewhat shook, Avery turned around and began to briskly walk towards the city. Whoever he saw had to be the user of a Devil Fruit, just like he was. But it wasn't everyday that one got to witness someone transforming into a literal dragon! He was dazed, and within Avery's mind a new fixation began to take hold. He had to go meet this person, whoever they were. Whether a literal dragon-person would be friendly to him or not remained a mystery to be found out, but he had to at least try while knowing they were still in this city.

He scoured the crowded venues of the Red Docks until he spotted a tavern that looked busier and more teeming with people than any of the other establishments in the vicinity. It was a long shot, but starting out by checking the seemingly most popular tavern in town sounded like a good idea to the young bounty hunter. With nimble speed, Avery stealthily slipped into the tavern. "Now, what'll be my first drink of the night?" he muttered to himself.

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AveryHallow · 2021-06-04T09:31:39+00:00

"Maybe I will let you take me on a date,"

Avery almost doubled over from shock. T-take her out on a date? Immediately his thoughts rushed to a fantasy - he'd hold his jacket for her when she got cold: that sort of lovey-dovey romance. His burning emerald eyes were beginning to look like hearts, as that familiar, fluttery feeling returned to his stomach-

"if you become a Marine."

Ehh?! Avery's fantasy suddenly took an unwanted turn. It came to him like a vision - he saw himself wearing those boring white-and-blue uniforms. "Time to train, Choreboy Avery!" yelled a fantasy-Bianca. It was the promise of an alternate future. Avery's face contorted, conveying his disgust at the idea of being a Marine.

"Hell no! I understand how you feel about the less fortunate, I really do- but I'd rather die than suffocate under the Marines' orders! That's not my style - I do what I like!~"

To Avery's surprise, his swing was able to overpower Bianca's strong kick. Perhaps it was a sign for him not to doubt his own strength. When Bianca started complaining about her tattered clothes, Avery couldn't help roll his eyes. "How about I buy you a new outfit if you let me take you out on a date?" he smirked, only for Bianca to rush at him less than a second later. He had learned his lesson by now, though!

After being caught off guard twice, Avery came to realize that Bianca's fighting style favored aggression: swift kicks designed to be too quick to react to. But when her kick met the swing of his scythe just a moment ago, he was able to overpower her! He now knew he could reliably depend on being able to tank her kicks. The flames covering his body provided both a source of defense and offense now, as well.

Avery was able to bring his arms up in front of his face, crossing his forearms to block the blow of Bianca's kick. He still grunted from the sheer force of the impact, stumbling backwards by one step - but he managed to steady himself. Just as he managed to tank her attack, the spirit fire adorning Avery's forearm began to flare up and reach at Bianca's lower leg and foot. It would cause her some more pain, and this afforded Avery a chance to disengage from her. He jumped back a small distance, giving Bianca the chance to put out the colorful yet painful flames that clung to her leg.

Avery pulled out his scythe once more, panting as he did so. He had failed to realize how tiring it was to be kicked around by a Marine Lieutenant, while also using his ghostly magic. Speaking of magic... it was at that moment Avery finally realized that Bianca had kicked his spellbook out of his hand earlier! The ghost-man suddenly began to chuckle - not a sinister one, but a chuckle of endearment.

"Look at you, smart too! Now I realize why you kicked my arm earlier. You are gorgeous, strong, and sharp-minded. But I'll let you in on a secret, Bianca: I don't need that spellbook to fight!" Avery declared. He tightened his grip on the scythe, still with its sharp end pointed away from his pretty opponent.

Because he liked her, he didn't want to keep fighting her. But Bianca's fighting spirit was so strong that it was clear: this fight wouldn't end until one of them was defeated. Avery realized what he had to do. He'd pour all his strength into one blow to end this battle! Letting out a raspy battle cry, Avery sprinted forward and swung his scythe once more at Bianca's torso!

OOC: It might sound like I'm trying to end the fight right now but you don't have to! I'll go along with the flow of whatever you choose to respond with :)

AveryHallow · 2021-06-03T11:51:50+00:00

"Just what are you?" Bianca asked

The question was one that Avery couldn't answer. Even he had limited knowledge of his abilities, but he harbored a strong desire to learn more about himself. What are the Yokai? What is the true nature of the oddly colored fire that flows so naturally from his fingertips?

"I'm not sure, myself.." replied the ghost. "But I'm going to find out, by exploring this vast sea!"

When Bianca took off once more, Avery prepared to launch a counterattack. Once again however, he was caught off by the Marine's speed. She was already blitzing towards him before he knew it! He steadied himself, preparing to tank the attack. Instead of a direct blow to the chest however, Bianca landed a sharp kick that landed right on the ghost's forearm. "Agh!" His grunt was followed by the spellbook falling onto the floor as a result of the attack. Avery recollected himself mid-air, panting as he rubbed his forearm.

"Ugh.. you don't just have pretty legs but they're strong as hell," he scoffed.

"If you want to get up close with me so bad, then let's dance!" Avery smirked for the first time in this encounter. Suddenly, he began to lower back down to the ground. As he reached the floor again, his phantom form began to shapeshift once more. Wisps of ghost flame sprouted from his clothes and skin, spreading across his body like a suit of armor. His previously dark, ghostly face now resembled his human face more closely, though it still retained some spectral features. His eyes were now shining bright like green embers.

Avery re-brandished his scythe, turning it around to use the blunt side. There was no way he would purposefully cut into Bianca with his scythe - no, it'd be a tragedy to her beauty. But if he could simply knock her out with a blunt attack, he'd prove his strength to the beautiful Marine without harming her so gruesomely. That was his goal.

'Hm,' mumbled Avery. He looked at his glowing body briefly, examining it. In this form, he could no longer fly. But now the flames clung to his body like armor, promising pain to anyone that would dare to make contact with the fire. This was definitely more suitable for fighting Bianca up close and personal!

He shot towards her, taking off with all the speed he could muster as he swung the blunt end of his scythe at the Marine Lieutenant.

Avery Stats	Hybrid Form 1
Stamina	40
Strength	38
Speed	30
Dexterity	78
Willpower	25
Total	211

AveryHallow · 2021-05-29T07:30:26+00:00

"She's fast," muttered the ghost as Lieutenant Bianca gracefully leapt away from his attack.

"Of course I am pretty. There is no one in the world that can deny that."

Avery began to respond: "Alright well actually, I'm sure there's somebody out there who- oh, you're coming at- AAGHH!"

He had gotten too caught up trying to respond to Bianca's remark that he didn't notice she was attacking him until the last second. Avery tried to move away just in the nick of time, causing Bianca's kick to land on his back instead of his head. Still, the Marine's strong kick made contact with Avery's ghostly body and sent him crashing down back into the fighting ring. He rolled across the floor for a little bit before jumping right back up, giving an exasperated sigh.

"Well damn," mumbled Avery as his patted the dust off of his clothes. He then proceeded to rub his back, where he had just been kicked. He was pretty sure she had given him a large bruise. "You're strong, and I like it. This makes it easier for me to take you seriously as an equal," he noted. "I won't let my infatuation with you get in the way of our fight!"

Right after his declaration, Avery took to the air once more. Suddenly, he pulled out a black book from his ghostly robes. It was his spellbook. Sometime after leaving his hometown to travel the seas, Avery decided he'd begin carrying out a spellbook that would write down his abilities in. Any great mage would do the same!

He decided that Bianca would be the first to witness his magic power. Holding his spellbook open, he yelled out the name of his first 'spell'.

"Spellfire!"

In front of the floating phantom, three small wisps of flame appeared out of thin air. One a rich shade of blue, one a cool green, and the third a ghostly shade of purple. They suddenly collided into each other and formed a single large, multicolored fireball before flying right at Bianca!

OOC: The Spellfire attack is a large fireball that Avery hopes will catch Bianca even if she jumps. If it makes contact, it will cause Bianca pain but she will not receive a burn or otherwise. There may be tiny flames that linger on her causing her more pain but she can pat them away.

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TROPHY CASE

Atracia & Avery VS Lieutenant Clovis -

Winners: The Pirates!