A Sloop Tries to Bash a Schooner, Which Mast Wins?

AS the ship caught up to them, and knocked into their side, Celine toed a barrel of sand over, spilling it over the wooden planks of the deck. Blood was going to be spilled, so she'd need access to the sand to keep her footing sure. She had fought, before, on smaller vessels, where keeping her balance along side her more acrobatic feats had been more challenging, but when the blood started to pool, it would make for something even she couldn't overcome to prevent a fall.

She looped a bit of leather around each of her blades, then to her wrists. She wouldn't be throwing the blades, and even if she did, she knew how to do such even with the tether. No, she needed to be able to drop the blade and not have it skitter away from her, or if she got her hands bloody, needed to make sure she didn't lose the blade to slickness. Good, you can put me on it later if we live through this, just like old times, or over a cannon, I'm not picky. She winked at him as the smirk settled over her face.

Take the young ones below deck. The first pirate had made their way over the gunwhale and was pulling themselves up on deck as Celine pulled away from Horus' back, stepping forward and slamming one of her swords into the pirate's eye socket before they could get fully on deck. A foot to the pirate's face helped her pull the blade free, and push the now corpse back onto the next pirate below. Straight to boarding. They had to know this was a training run then. That, or they were going to try and take the ship. Her eyes scanned how many were trying to climb up, the count immediately reaching double digits, and she quickly went back to Horus, shaking her head.

They really don't need to see what's about to happen next. Take them down then come back up here. We're two against nineteen now. And that's just who they're bringing on for the boarding. As she talked, she saw the captain's cabin slam shut and heard something being dragged along the deck. And that useless "captain" should have been the first one I put a blade through. She quickly moved, sliding more of the sand around, and letting the first stirrings of adrenaline into her system soothe her into the calm she'd need to fight.