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It's your fault since you didn't stop me from gettin' all frisky with the commodore's daughter! [He says accusingly as if this logic makes a lick of sense.] You know how I get when drunk.

The lady didn't seem to mind but her father did.

[Bastien attempts to fiddle with the lock again but with no avail. He eventually gives up and hands over the knife after wiping the blood off it. This idiot cut himself.]

Meh, you might as well give it a whorl. The damn lock won't budge.

[ Unfortunately this version of Cade doesn't have spiffy healing powers, so you're stuck with that cut, Bastien. He takes the knife and tries his luck with the lock. ]

I stopped the commodore from decking you, didn't I?

Oui. [He mutters as he uses his bandanna to staunch the wound. The pirate leans against the adjacent wall as he watches Cade work his magic. Bastien hopes the lad will have better luck than him.] However, did you have to hit the man over the head with a chair?

[The pirate questions with a grin.]

Methinks you wanted to put the commodore six feet under.

[ Cade snorts. ] He's lucky it was just a chair. [ Because it could've been worse, and he knows it. ]

... So what's the plan, when we get out of here?

[ When and not if. He's still struggling with the lock, but it's starting to give. ]

Ha! [The pirate let's out a laugh.] Spoken like a true vagabond.

[Bastien says as he keeps his eyes on the lock. He lingers around for a bit before scrambling towards the door. If Cade can weaken the lock some, then maybe he can just kick damn door open.]

The plan is for us to raid the prison's repository of wrested relics and araments before heading to the port and hijacking a ship.

[He answers while attempting to wrest the cell open again but with no luck. Bastien gives Cade a look as he backs off for now. Soon that brittle lock will open.

Soon...]

After that, we make way to Tortuga and hunt for the scoundrel who stole that blasted map!

[ The blonde makes a noncommittal noise. He wasn’t trying to be all badass about it; it really could have been worse, had he gotten carried away. Another reason why he’s not too keen about drinking.

There’s a soft click as the lock finally opens. Grinning, he passes the knife back to Bastien, then bows mockingly. ] After you, Cap.

[Bastien almost cheers once the lock finally clicked open but quickly thought against it. They're in the middle of a jail cell after all. The guards are probably somewhere nearby.]

Good work, mate. [The pirate says with a grin as he takes the knife back.] Now let's get our arses out of here before we hang.

[He exits the cell first, knife drawn and ready. Most of the other prisoners were being held in a different block than them. Might have something to do with the commodore wanting to hang them. So it's easy for them to sneak their way out this maze of a jail and down the corridor. Too bad there's two guards on patrol up ahead.

Bastien let's out a sigh of distaste.]

We might have to kill 'em. [He mutters as he crouches low behind some crates.] Better them than us, I say.

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[ Cade ducks behind the crates as well, quietly taking in their situation. Only two guards; they would have been evenly matched, if not for the fact that the guards are sufficiently armed and they aren’t. Still, they’re not completely at a disadvantage - they have the element of surprise. ]

Think you can distract them?

[ Given his build, he can throw quite a punch. Or he can just throw himself at them. Or a crate. He doesn’t want to kill anyone unless he absolutely has to, after all. The poor blokes are just doing their job. ]

Distract them? [He peeks over at Cade.] But with what, lad? I don't have my usual bag of tricks---

[Bastien pauses for a moment as he glances up towards the ceiling. There's enough climbing room up in the rafters for Bastien to try something. He's a decent climber, probably better than Cade. The pirate pockets the knife and cautiously climbs onto the crates. The guards are down the hall with their backs turned. Those poor blokes have no idea about the chaos about to ensue.]

Did I ever tell you that I learned how to climb from a troop of monkeys when I was a kid? Singapore had plenty of those smelly pests around.

[In just moments, Bastien is scaling the wall with ease.]

I'll grab their attention, Cade. You make sure to grab them.

[ Cade has to grin as he looks up at Bastien climbing up the crates. The pirate’s told him all sorts of stories, and they’ve bonded over that and some wine, but he doesn’t recall that particular anecdote. ] Nope, but it looks like they taught you well.

[ He peeks at the guards again. Still not aware of their presence. Good. They’ll have to time this right. And, well, be ready to make a run for it - after taking the blokes’ weapons, of course. It’s quite a long way to the harbor, and while he can fight barehanded just fine, he’s more comfortable having a blade with him. ]

Ready when you are, Cap.

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Remind me to do so once we hit Tortuga.

[Bastien whispers once he reaches the rafters. He scurries up there hastily like some overgrown squirrel. As surefooted as any feline, he pirate inches over towards the guards slowly. He gets on all fours in a low crouch as he looms over the unsuspecting guards heads. Fortunately the blokes are in the middle of a heated debate and don't seem to notice the pirate in the rafters. Bastien uses this as the chance to reach for the gentleman's hat.

While the French certainly have a strong long for pageantry, the Brits here in Port Royal are no different. Those silly feathered tricorn hats always crack him up. Just who are they trying to impress with those bright white feathers? They look like little hens to him. So with a bit of childish glee, Bastien plucks the hat right off the guard's head which wins him a satisfied gasp from the man.]

Top of the morning to ya! [He says as he places the hat upon his head.] You two look quite well rested.

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[ Cade has to resist chuckling at Bastien's antics. The pirate really knew how to cause a distraction, alright. He watches as the guards' expressions turn from surprised to baffled - and stays there. At least, for the time being.

Using that to their advantage, he emerges from behind the crates, striding purposely towards the two men. ]

Mornin', gents!

[ He'd meant to bash the guards' heads together, but the other one - the one who still had a hat on - registers his presence rather quickly, spinning around for a wild strike. Cade ducks, then retaliates with a punch, causing the poor fellow to stagger, his hat flying off his head and towards the floor. Good riddance.

The one who'd been gaping at Bastien finally realizes there's a second prisoner on the loose, but his moment of delay allows Cade to disarm him. In under a minute, he has both men out cold on the floor, relieved of their weapons.

He eyes the feathered hat on the ground. ] Never really understood that fashion statement.

[Bastien actually winces in sympathy once Cade makes short work of the guards. Seems that these Red Coats aren't morning folks either which does explain their sluggish movements. Now that both guards are out cold, Cade and him can finally make their grand escape without anyone shooting at them.The pirate says once he carefully hops down from the rafters. He still has that silly feathered hat on his head.] But I might keep it as a souvenir.

[He toys with the feather briefly before glancing down the next corridor.]

The repository is this away! [He pauses.] I think.

[ He takes in the pirate’s look and grins. ] Looks good on you, at least. [ Silly, yes. But Bastien makes these sort of things look good.

He then raises an eyebrow. ] You think? I thought you’d been here before?

[ Nope, that wasn’t a joke. ]

Cade! [The mangy pirate let's out a scandalized scoff.] Are you insinuating that I get arrested often here in fair Port Royal like some common crook?

[He fluffs up the feather upon his new ridiculous hat and turns up his nose.]

Of course not! I'm an upstanding citizen.

[He almost snickers as he leads the way down the hall. Bastien had a tough time keeping a straight face during all that.]

Unless they moved it, we should be fine---

[He quickly freezes once he hears footsteps nearby.]

...Uh oh.

[ So does Cade, though he allows himself a small smirk. Things are never dull when Bastien’s around. Even if that means breaking yourself out of prison.

At the sound of footsteps, the blonde stops, listening. Five... no, six. More guards, and possibly more alert than the two they’ve taken care of earlier. This could be tight.

He glances back to where they’d come from. They can fight the guards head on, but Cade knows they’re terribly outnumbered and outweaponed. Their best chance is probably the other corridor they’d passed earlier. ]

Forget the repository. Unless you have other tricks up your sleeve - run.

But my fancy dagger is in there! It was a gift from Madame Ching herself.

[The pirate nearly shouts before taking after Cade's lead down the next corridor. Forget the blasted weapons, these two need to high tail it out of there before the guards see--]

The prisoners escaped!

[Oh bloody hell---!

Bastien takes off down the hallway as fast as he can with Cade in tow. He might be a tad short to some but he can run with the best of them. With the light at the end of the corridor being certain freedom, Bastien wastes no time putting some distance between him and that jail cell. The two of them reach the outside and immediately find themselves greeted by the glare of the morning sun.]

Dammit! [He fusses as he shields his eyes with his hands.] Which way?!

[They need to get moving before those Red Coats catch up. They're armed with muskets after all.]

The prisoners escaped!

[ Cade groans audibly. Still not getting a break, it seems. He follows Bastien as fast as he can - and is also caught off-guard by the glaring light, although he promptly raises his arm to shield his eyes from the sun.

He could hear the pirate swearing, asking which way. He doesn't know, doesn't remember, but they have to keep moving. ]

Ssssh! [ He pauses to listen to the bustle of their surroundings, his heartbeat almost as loud as the noise around them. But then he zeroes in at the sound he's looking for, and he's on the move again, adrenaline pumping through his system. ] The water! This way!

[ Of course, they've barely started running when the first shot goes off. Cade swears, ducking instinctively, not able to see where the shots are coming from but trying to dodge them regardless. ]

The water?! [The pirate blinks his eyes in confusion before the suggestion finally dawns on him.] Yes! The water!

[Then it REALLY dawns on him...]

No! Not the water!

[Before he could fuss further, Cade takes off running and the guards starts shooting. The pirate manages to dodge the incoming shots by the grace of God but he's a complete flailing mess. He runs for his dear life, following his friend through the busy streets of Port Royal with half the bloody navy on his heels.

He nearly trips over some helpless old hag at first, briefly giving his apologies as he dashes after Cade. Bastien had to leap over a few crates, climb over a few barrels and even duck under some scaffolding to avoid getting shot. He keeps with Cade out of sheer desperation at this point. His heart racing and thumping loudly in his ears. No matter how he tries to deuce the situation, Bastien can't figure out any other means of escape. The water is their best bet but--]

Cade! [He surges towards the blond once the Red Coats take aim again. They're at the pier now.] I never meant to keep any of it a secret!

[The pirate babbles.]

None of it!

[ This is one of those times when Cade's grateful for the mandatory military training he's had in his past life, however unpleasant those years had been. It's saved him from being shot - mostly, anyway. He's leaning against a wall in an alleyway by the pier now, looking over the wound on his left arm, where a bullet had grazed him. It's shallow, but it still stings; it's his dominant arm, too, so even if he manages to acquire an actual weapon, he's going to be sloppy at it.

Even so, his condition is the least of his worries. He glances around for Bastien, and is relieved when the pirate finally finds him. ]

What took you so long? [ The joke doesn't take hold, though; he's immediately confused by the babbling. ] Hey, slow down. What do you mean---

[ Another round of gunfire. Cade grits his teeth, exasperated. ]

Oh come on!

[Great, Cade is injured. The scent of blood hits Bastien like a bag of bricks. It leaves him dazed, enough to silence him briefly but his silence is short lived. With renewed fervor Bastien desperately tries to tell Cade the truth.]

There's much you don't know! [He frantically says while trying to hold Cade's attention long enough to make the words stick.] Lot's that even I don't know. Secrets that I hadn't told even my own crew---

[Gunshots!? Greeeaaat. This confession is going to have to wait.]

There's no time!

[Bastien snatches Cade by the arm (the wounded one, sorry) and bolts down the pier. With the guards hot on pursuit, Bastien quickly drags Cade with him towards the edge and jumps right off. This entire plan is going to be a disaster but at least they'll live. That is if they mind the jagged rocks bellow.

The cold crisp water will soften the blow, right?]

[ It occurs to Cade that Bastien's freaking out. Why else would he be babbling about, like he's got something to confess? And why now, with the Red Coats in pursuit and bullets raining around them? ]

Cap. [ He gives the pirate a grin. ] We're not going to die, okay?

[ He's not trying to be heroic or anything. He's just analyzed the odds, and they're not that dire. Yet. Not even with him injured.

Of course, that opinion changes when Bastien yanks him by the arm, and the pain returns with a vengeance. But fortunately - or unfortunately? - he doesn't really feel it, not long enough for it to cripple him, anyway, because his attention is completely drawn towards the next series of events. Like the pirate jumping off the edge and taking him along for the ride. Catching sight of the jagged rocks below and thinking that, he was wrong, they were going to die.

And then water, icy water, shocking him, both jolting him awake and numbing his senses. ]

[Of course they're not going to die. Bastien utterly refuses to die.

Not because of revenge or anything but because the man has several mistakes he wants to reconcile first before passing. One such mistake being how he took the lives of his men for granted. Bastien knew sooner or later that his misdeeds would land him in trouble but he was drunk with fame and power. He became as ruthlesss and cruel like that bastard Yu Jin in the end.

Bastien became the very thing he hated.

The cool numbness of the water shocks him awake. It's been awhile since he jumped into the murky depths of the sea like this. The sensation nearly takes his breath away. Thankfully,that's not possible. Bastien breathes the salty depths of the sea with deep appreciation as he opens his eyes. All he sees is an endless world of blue, a mecca of tranquility that not even man himself can disrupt. He let's his body sink further and further down into this beautiful blue world, his hand straying from Cade.

For a brief moment, Bastien let's himself drown in this serenity. Allowing the burn of the water in his lungs to fill before suddenly the pain vanishes. A sheen of bright white light flashes briefly as the change happens. It always baffled him how this transformation happens. His mother never explained it to him.

'It's what we are. Nothing more and nothing less.'

He strips off his boots quickly, letting the leathery soles sink. Next are the breeches but he barely has time to do that before those silvery blue scales start to form. His legs get coated in the thick scales in a matter of seconds, his feet morphing into elegant blue fins that look almost translucent under the dull light. The shirt stays on for now but Bastien rolls up the sleeves once the bright blue fins upon his arms unfurls.

Bastien curls into a ball briefly as if hunched up in pain but soon this awkward moment passes and he uncurls slowly. More fish than man now, the merman snaps into focus. He sees Cade sinking and immediately swims towards him with shocking grace. His movements are serpentine at best. He swims over to Cade slowly and reaches for his arm.

There's a light dusting of blue scales over his hands but they're almost unnoticeable in comparison to the blue webbing in between his fingers. He looks like Neptune himself down here, like an avatar of Poseidon. That absurdly long brown hair looks even longer now with hints of gold to it.

Bastien has some serious explaining to do later.]

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[ In a strange, almost detached manner, Cade realizes that he’s drowning. He tries to fight it, but it’s almost as if he can’t bring his body to move, even as his mind is actively pushing him to do something. Perhaps it’s the water. Perhaps he’s in shock. He doesn’t know anymore.

The water shimmers, or something. He doesn’t know what that’s all about, either. His vision begins to blur... or is it just the water?

He suddenly feels a hand on his arm. Somehow, he manages to turn his head to look, and finds himself staring at a hand. He gazes at it absently for a beat, until he notices the weird webbing and realizes - with a start - that it’s clearly not human. What the hell—

If he’s not drowning yet, he’s gonna drown with all that thrashing, now. ]

[A frustrated grumble escapes Bastien once that blonde idiot starts thrashing about. At this rate, Cade will most certainly drown. A fate that Bastien shudders to consider. Cade is his friend, probably his most loyal companion still alive. Losing him would be like losing a piece of himself at this point. Their friendship runs that deep.

So in hopes of saving this man's life, Bastien yanks the blonde towards him and gives him the breath of life in the form of a kiss. His lips are surprisingly warm and inviting, a stark contrast to the chill of the sea. There's a faint tingle in that kiss, much like the effect of tasting good wine for the first time. The magic that lingers upon Bastien's lips starts to run its course by granting Cade oxygen. For about five minutes or so, Cade will be able to breathe underwater like any merkin.

It's a little spell that Bastien learned long ago from his mother, a natural born talent.]

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