Sekesh pulled out her trusty pistol and looked down it's barrel, checking the gun to make sure it was loaded and ready for battle. With a twirl of her finger, her gun spun around, before being quickly placed in her holster. Looking about her, she saw her ship was silent, and the shields were up, making them invisible to the eye. Pushing TTT out of the way she grabbed the wheel and guided her ship over their prize. For a few day, she was going to be worshipped as a god, and for a few days, her men would be able to partake in the fear she granted them.<br/><br/>A few silent moments passed, crew members grasping ropes and weapons as the excitement grew into a tension so strong and thick it almost crackled around them. Those moments grew more and more strained when she pulled the ship to a stop high over the feasting island. Without a word she pulled a lever that would drop the air anchor, a mechanical device that could almost grasp the air itself and keep the ship in one place. "Lights," was her silent order, her hand grasping a second lever and pulling it. This one sent out the water anchor crashing to the ground.<br/><br/>"Show them fear, you scurvy hounds," she shouted so loudly that it carried over the ship without the help of an amplifier. "Now Gunner Gav, give them hell," she shouted into the communicator.<br/><br/>Her orders were quickly followed by the crew who slung ropes over the sides of the ship and started to slide down at speeds that only pirates can manage. "I want them to afraid of us, don't kill them all," she shouted out over the screams and shouts over her topside crew. She herself grabbed a rope and jumped over the edge of the ship, soaring for a few seconds as she fell, before she realigned her body and started to slide down the rope, her leather gloves making it so she had a perfect grip but her hands weren't burned by the speed of how fast she was going. Once she landed she rang off a shot, killing a man dressed like a clown. "I hate clowns," she growled out, those closest to her would understand that all dressed like clowns were targets to kill.<br/><br/>The denizens of the small town had been surprised by the attack, the sudden war cried from the pirates from above had many women and children screaming and running for their lives, many were chased down and tackled, though in the panic the people could not tell that the pirates were holding themselves back from actually killing them, only taking to maiming and disarming those who tried to defend themselves. This was, to Sekesh, was like the sound of singing angels. Her men taking the town and all she had to do was take down the governor of the island, lock him up and see if he would please her later. She ran down the streets, screaming and chasing who ever ran in her path, shooting those who dared to try and fight her, and leaving those that coward in fear from her alone. Fear from this island so tangible she could almost taste it in the air. After a little while she started to laugh and really started to enjoy her chase. They had picked a good time to come, since the festival was going on, hardly any of the guards or military forces had their weapons with them, and those who did, were few in number and quickly disarmed.