Oceans O'felon, part one

Ruby looks for something good to hang onto for the up close and personal exposure to an amphibious landing. The sound of the sand against the hull sets her teeth on edge and sings out all sorts of bad signals to her blue water brain. With axe and pistol in hand, she clumsily vaults over the side after Boaz and his boys. She looks for better cover and can't find anything apart from the ship. Every moment means more weapons getting turned in their direction.
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oceans O'felon, part two

Boaz brushes sand off himself spitting and hacking up more sand from his mouth. The rest of his crew, that remains alive and unhurt, comes around the far end of the ship and then slows to a halt. Boaz grins toothily at them and motions to the downed men about them. "Ay! Gets rope and tie dese up tight, eh? Make sure they all good for travel back with his royalness here. " He says poking a thumb towards Ashby. "Secure da beach and stoof. Maybe even pick up dese weapons and gloves too." He looks over to Ruby and Ashby briefly and then blows a sigh dejectedly. "And no hid'n any of dem in our ship. No playin wit dem unless ya want yer head blown off."
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oceans o'felon, part three

Forward! It's the direction Ashby's focus is on as he races back down the slope, carrying far more than he ought to! Having reached what he feels like is a safe distance, he begins to toss weapons both to and fro, spacing them out to a point where they may not react to one another. These judgements are all made based on observations from the past encounters of the day and not necessarily true science or understanding of the weaponry beyond this. Surely it's accurate! Behind him, the shadow hands are retracting to bring their own weapons closer and he spins about to scoop them and begin tossing! "Quite healthy, yes!" Having turned around, he sees Boaz has made it on down with the group and smiles for a moment before seeing the scene behind him, "Sweet Unicorn! Go! Go! Go!" His eyes widen and he hurries to pull his journal back out to scribble a quick few lines while continuing to run.
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