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Issue #19, “Whisky In A Jar, Part
II”
PBEM
On
the bridge, Kachina drops to the deck. Joshua looks up and catches a dart
in the chest. Vic finds himself face to face with a fourth humanoid as he
hears Margaret's scream from the aft deck.
Instinctively, Max bends down and tugs at the hardening gelatin encasing
Salome. It stretches somewhat but does not break. Max scoops up Salome and
runs past the cabins down the hatchway stairs. He throws open the hatch at
the bottom of the stairs, almost nailing Jack as he bursts through. He
yells, "INTRUDER ALERT!!"
Dani leaps in front of the hatchway to block the humanoids' line of fire.
She places two fingers behind an ear and relays information: "Foundry:
At least two intruders amidships, mayor is down. They're blue scaly
merfolk, they have poison dart guns, don't get hit by them."
Below, Max tears at the gelatin again, to no avail. He examines Salome and
notes that she is somehow able to breathe through the gelatin.
Two of the humanoids fire their fish-shaped guns at Danielle. One misses,
the other does not. Danielle feels a slight sting in her abdomen, then
some light-headedness. She stumbles under the sudden impact of the toxin
but remains standing and conscious. There is a bright polychromatic halo
around everything in her field of vision.
Jason rushes over to assist Max, but has just as much luck with the
gelatin. “This is an unknown substance,” says Max, “but somehow she’s able
to breathe through it.” Jason looks down at the dart—-more accurately
quill—-in Salome’s left shoulder as Namor runs up the stairs. No metallic
components: “Oh, $#*^!” He begins humming, and this resonates throughout
the lower deck: “Oh, $#*^! I think someone else is below us!”
On the flying bridge, the two humanoids fire at Vic. One dart strikes Vic
in the chest, but he lets out a roar, tightens his solar plexus and wills
himself into an adrenaline rush. He calls out on the VoxDot: "Foundry!
Pick up the wounded and regroup below decks!" He drops to one knee,
rolls, and sweeps his leg through one humanoid's legs. With a splash of
water, his leg goes right through, but the humanoid still falls to the
deck.
Jack bolts up the stairs toward his berth. At that moment, the bilge hatch
explodes open, narrowly missing Max, and a wall of water flattens Jack. He
is momentarily winded and is prone on the stairs, but he is still
conscious. The wall of water begins to form a vaguely humanoid shape
halfway up the stairs.
Francois is stunned by the speed of what is happening. His own thoughts
are cautionary: Is this a kidnapping or a setup? Over the VoxDot, he
echoes the thoughts: “We’re too exposed! Be careful about revealing
powers!” He pushes off the handrail, rocks on the balls of his feet
preparing to dive ahead or to the left, and scans the skies for news
choppers.
[Top]
Dani leaps up and snap-kicks a humanoid square in the chin, but the
rippling shockwaves on the humanoid's watery form give no clue as to its
effect. It staggers backward with the momentum.
Max takes a deep breath, calls out, "Jack!! Namor!! Stay below with the
mayor!!" and bolts up the stairs-—through the watery form on
the landing!! It flies apart in thousands of droplets, then it slowly
re-forms. Max slips on the stairway wall but maintains his footing with
his left foot, using it to launch himself onto the deck in a backward
somersault. He lands on the bridge in a forward somersault, scooping up
Joshua's unconscious form in one motion and returning downstairs just as
quickly. Max reports, "We have six intruders!! One is on the landing
between decks!!"
Two humanoids, the one Dani struck and the one who shot her, fire darts at
Margaret and Oscar. Margaret, who was diving for the stairs behind Dani,
catches a dart in the small of the back. Oscar catches a dart in the upper
left thigh. Margaret slides down the stairs along the banister, through
the re-forming humanoid on the landing, and comes to a stop two-thirds of
the way down. She slumps over against the bulkhead.
Oscar drops to the deck, seeing stars—-literally. He has the sensation of
floating through time and space. It is an overcast spring day in
Ravensgate, and Oscar is looking out at the Inner Canal sectors from
Downtown. Behind him is the Ravensgate Totem, next to him is a Ravensgate
Historical Society cenotaph. The inscription at the bottom of the
cenotaph, barely visible near the grass, sends a chill through Oscar's
spine and snaps him halfway back to reality.

Jason moves up the stairs to retrieve Margaret and fires a sonic beam into
the re-forming humanoid. He ripples and shakes violently, but with no
discernible effects.
Oscar shakes his head, pushes himself back up from the deck, and sees,
through a rainbow-hued corona, a pair of scaly webbed feet in front of his
face. He back-flips into the water and takes the form of a porpoise once
he is submerged.
[Top]
The humanoid that Dani snap-kicked ripples and contorts with each BANG!
of displaced air as the small blurry form of Namor appears and disappears
around it several times, returning to the top of the stairs. The humanoid
staggers back to the railing.
One of the humanoids on the bridge fires a dart at Vic, who is able to
turn and catch the dart harmlessly with his leather trouser belt. The
other leaps over the railing at Dani, crashing into her as a wall of
water. She is driven to the deck but somehow rolls into an upright
position between two of the original attackers.
Vic completes his spin, striking the remaining humanoid in its now-watery
solar plexus. At the moment of impact, he twists his wrist, pulls back,
and drives his left elbow into the humanoid's right temple. After a moment
of ripples, cross-ripples and counter-ripples the humanoid drops to the
deck next to Kachina. And speaking of Kachina, a strangely Max-shaped blur
scoops her up and runs back below.
Jack pushes himself back up and shields his eyes--now that they are red,
his hair is white and his skin is now obsidian.
The creature on the landing finally takes shape, for a fraction of a
second as a brighter-purple version of the merfolk above but morphing into
a nearly-human form in a World War II US Navy dress uniform. Except that
the dress trousers are shorts, and the man's webbed feet are bare. His
uniform bears the rank insignia of captain, and he has a graying buzzcut.
He appears somewhat fatigued.
"Sorry, sonny," he says to Jack. "Wasn't watching where I was going."
He turns to face topside and extends a webbed hand toward the humanoid
that jumped Dani. Water erupts from the humanoid and rushes into the man's
hand. The humanoid drops to the deck, looking emaciated and breathing
laboriously.
Max and Jack both look up and recognize Captain Atlantis—-who has been
missing for 53 years!! Max advises the team: “The one on the stairs is
Captain Atlantis!! He might be on our side!!” Jack, on the other hand, is
more direct: “Who are these people and why are they attacking us?”
Captain Atlantis responds, “I’ll tell you later, sonny.”
[Top]
Francois fades out of sight. As he moves across the deck, he notes that
the humanoids have a wider nasal ridge that merges into the forehead, and
a dozen nostril dots—-six on each side—-arrayed symmetrically in a "V"
pattern from the upper lip to the temples. Their gills, under the lower
jaw, are closed. So, Francois notes, are their eyes: Drat! Of
course their eyes are closed! It's darker down where they live!
Dani whirls around to see the man in the naval uniform—-and his odd
forehead-nasal ridge and pointed ears—-and the unconscious form of the
dehydrated humanoid. The naval officer looks vaguely familiar, but she
cannot place how or where. Taking it on faith that he may be the storied
Captain Atlantis, Dani kicks through the torso of one of the humanoids in
a shower of water droplets. The blow reverberates throughout its body, and
the momentum sends it overboard.
One humanoid fires a dart at Namor, but he appears six inches to the left
of it. The dart sticks in the oaken paneling.
A sixth humanoid appears on-deck, grabs the unconscious comrade who had
been struck by Captain Atlantis and leaps overboard.
Oscar sees one of the humanoids dragging two of its unconscious comrades
under the water and then turn into a churning liquid dervish. The
humanoids are gone in the blink of an eye. Oscar surfaces in the wake of a
passing speedboat and goes airborne in the form of a gull. He sees one
humanoid standing at the aft railing, surrounded by at least half the
team, and an unconscious one on the bridge.
Namor grabs at the last remaining humanoid and does his stutter-teleport,
but ends up with little more than a handful of water. The humanoid dives
over the railing.
Vic leaps down from the bridge, landing with a shoulder roll and a
cocked-back fist: “Status check! One bogey down! Where are the rest?”
Oscar sees the humanoid on the bridge turn to liquid and spill over the
deck and into Nehalem Bay.
Jack moves up the stairs, cautiously stealing glances to either side. His
hands crackle with electricity.
Captain Atlantis drops his arms to his sides and glances down at the
gangway.
“I take it you folks are superheroes? I don’t see very many teleporters
among mayoral bodyguards,” he says, then apparently looking off in the
distance—-at Francois. “Or those who cloud men’s minds.”
“Who are you, what are you doing here, and who the hell were those
clowns?” Vic demands.
“I am Captain Atlantis. I have Presidential authorization to enforce
American law on the high seas. As for that boarding party, they are a
squad of raiders from my homeworld.”
“And how can we verify you are who you say—-?”
Captain Atlantis pulls a laminated card out of his pocket. It is the
miniaturized text of an Executive Order from 1941, signed by Franklin
Delano Roosevelt.
“Son,” he says to Vic, “if you want to be that way, you can raise the War
Department on your wireless and I’ll give them the verification codes
myself.”
“We don’t have a wireless. Or a War Department. Pop.”
”Well, then, that’s a problem, isn’t it?”
[Top]
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