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As wolves begin to filter in, Calico Jack takes his first long swig of the rum. It burns like molten lava and he can feel it trace a path down his throat and settle like a rock in his stomach. The boy cannot help the wince that pinches his features at the horrid feeling and he works his tongue a bit to dislodge the taste. Icy gaze spies Aresenn and he returns the flame-kissed boy’s nod, a lopsided grin appearing on his lips. Jack is content to lay near the fire, taking swigs of the alcohol that is… well actually starting to not hurt so much.

Scald appears, calling his name and Calico Jack perks up, offering the colorful yearling a smirk. With a shrug of patchwork-hued shoulders, he drawls out, “Not bad. Kind of boring so far. No fights yet.” A wink is tossed at the boy before he flashes Aresenn a mischievous grin at the prospect of fighting. Calico remembers the lesson he gave the other boy so long ago and he is proud to see how far the fiery-pelted yearling has come.

The adults congregate and speak amongst themselves and Jack pays them no mind. His bottle is steadily emptying and a pleasant warmth has begun to spread out from his stomach. The barriers he has up for social situations, slowly begin to slip away. When Kashi appears, he ushers his sibling to him and sits up to throw his leg around his brother’s shoulders. Sure, the taller buy will have to stoop a little but Calico doesn’t care about that.

With a joyfully and maybe a little too loud voice, he says, “Kashi! Thought I was going to be the only one of our siblings to show up!” A booming laugh fills the air and removes his leg to take another, deep drink from his bottle. Icy eyes find Rivin sulking in and the boy pulls the bottle away from his lips quickly, spilling a bit of the precious dark liquid. Swallowing his mouthful, Calico calls out, “Rivin! Hey, Rivin! Come join us!” The liquid courage he is ingesting has the boy feeling even more boisterous than usual.

With the little group growing, Calico Jack stands and makes his way to where the food is, taking a large piece of meat and downing it in two bites. Fuck. He had forgotten how hungry was! He should have eaten something before coming. While he is at the buffet of foods, stuffing his face faster than he can chew, a purple stranger slips into their ranks. But Calico is distracted and does not see him. After several minutes and some conversation happening behind him, Jack turns around to try and find his abandoned bottle. Shit. Where had he been sitting?

Diablo suddenly appears, having already overindulged in the offering of alcohol that is offered. The drunken boy throws down a challenge and Calico Jack quickly forgets his bottle of rum. Loudly, he proclaims, “Oi! Keep it down! If you wanted your butt kicked, all you had to do was ask!” A loud, joyful laugh follows his words.

Eyes sparkle with merriment and maybe a little bit more than just tipsiness, as the patchwork boy bounds across the area to engage Diablo. He moves up to and past the boy’s right side, one long slender leg darting out in an attempt to hook the drunken boy’s right front leg. He attempts to unbalance Diablo and send him sprawling in the sand, completely forgetting that others might have wanted to join in on the fight.




Calico Jack vs Diablo vs ? for Melee
Round 1/?
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Modified cutlass
Defensive Battle Accessory: Reinforced bandana
Companion 1: Macaw, Male - Flying
Companion 2: Cat, Male - Battle
Skills: Master Fighter & Expert Navigator
Specialty: Marauder


"Calico Jack"