And in the blue corner, pirates! [OPEN]

[tidesnpc]

Characters: The crew of the Silvana
Content: The Silvana has met a trio of pirate ships in combat! This is an all-purpose log for people to use during the ship-to-ship fighting.
Setting: On the Silvana, durr
Time: Starting... now.
Warnings: Only what you bring with you.

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[inyourmidst]

Gin didn't flinch at the press of the blade against his spine. In fact he even went so far as to lean back against it, smirking blatantly as Ikkaku said his piece.

He really wasn't surprised at the former Quatermaster's opinion, nor particularly perturbed by his threat. The problem with Ikkaku was that he was far too honest, which Gin tended to find laughable and amusing in turns. There was no point wasting his usual act on the man because honesty could be irritatingly perceptive in its own right and Gin's sincerity was rarely very believable. Ikkaku was never going to like him anyway, so politeness was discarded in place of openly antagonising him instead. It was more fun that way.

"Even if I slipped," Gin said, his voice just low enough for the two of them to hear over the sound of the explosion, "I doubt a senseless fighter like yourself with more brawn than brain would ever notice. Maybe you'd better call on someone like Miss Grants to do your thinking for you, hm? Until then, let's stay friends, alright?"

Outright mockery was actually a refreshing change. There were some benefits to having Madarame around. No need to hide what he thought of the man, but at the end they both understood that until there was some solid basis for Madarame to challenge him they were going to keep working together.

"Unfortunately," he said, with an small note of remorse, "I think the Ship's weaponry is going to be sufficient. It would be interesting if they tried to board us though. Tactically speaking, their ships are sunk, so their only chance of survival would be to take ours. If they could get close enough, that is, but they seem to be having trouble."

Gin gestured to one of the smaller vessels who seemed to be trying to weave through the cannon fire the Silvana's gunners were providing, without much success.

[who_said_bald]

"Che...sucks," Ikkaku muttered crossly, showing his disdain for the tedious situation with a unsightly huff. If he and Ichimaru had anything in common, it was the preference for a more personal touch in these matters, rather than hiding behind a lot of cannonade. "That means maybe one of two things...either: A) these guys just suck, or; B) our guns are too good."

Neither option was very positive in his eyes. If the first were true, a straightforward fight with them wouldn't have been much fun anyway, and if were the second, then all their pirate raids would be the same way from then on. Hopefully, it wasn't a combination of both.

Launched by the stunning explosion of an escape vessel from one of the pirate's ships, a small, smoking piece of metal landed just beside Ikkaku's feet. He didn't even flinch as the shard of steel flew towards him, simply standing there with a bored expression, and once it settled on the ground, he shifted his stance, then kicked it off of the deck.

"It's pretty damn uncivilized, if you ask me!" he said, raising his voice to no-one in particular.