When you are popping a zit, you want to focus the pressure from two angles until the skin breaks and the insides come out. Taking this advice to heart Foran looked upon the first pirate who was dumb enough to get close to him and smirked standing much taller than him. “You know I can see your death right? It's just-” He dove forward  swinging his blade in a downward arch towards the mans shoulder. He parried the blade with the blunt of his cutlass and smirked thinking this was all the duel wielding beast had to offer. However at this point Foran had and evil looking grin on his face while he brought his other shoulder upward. Swinging child slayer through the mans neck and letting the severed head roll around on the ground before the face turned back to look at himself with a horrified expression. “A head”<br/><br/>The other two who were about to advance on him stopped and looked at what had once been their friend. Foran grabbed the slumping body by the collar of it's shirt, holding both blades in one hand. He tossed the body up a little then drove his fingers through the headless man's chest letting it finally hit the floor while still holding the now still heart.<br/><br/>He could smell the sent of blood on it, from the source and so fresh his mouth watered at the taste. Opening his mouth and taking one savory bite of the tender flesh. Feeling his skin tingle and his hungry quenched  while still licking some of the remaining blood off his jaw he threw the remaining heart to the ground and advanced on the two remaining men with both swords in hands out stretched and ready.<br/><br/><i>“You bastard!”</i>One yelled and charged<i>“You kill 'em you bloodeh bilge rat!”</i>Swinging his sword wildly more fear than anger in his eyes at this point Foran dodged the first of the mess blows and on the second he pushed the sword down with the back of his blade and stepped on the cutlasses flat to keep it pressed on the ground. Foran's own blade traveling up the hilt and cutting into soft flesh then through hard bone.<br/><br/>Screaming in pain the man fell backwards onto the ground clutching his arm which now from the elbow down had been turned into  two halves. “Need a hand?” He was about to cut through the mans ribcage and make him watch while The ramen ate all his organs. But a sharp pain in his back made him double over and swing behind him.<br/><br/>His blade connected and make sparks, looking in the eyes of the last pirate who had advanced on him the man threw down his now blackened blade and put his hands over his head<i> “I'm sorry!”</i>The piss ant was to scared to even realize that Foran was beside himself in pain.<br/><br/>The blade had cut into his spine not severing anything but enough to hit the bone and break skin. The pain was unbearable and Foran just wanted to make it stop, it wasn't very deep but it was long and bleeding profusely. Bringing child slayer onto the groveling mans head and missing for the most part, only cutting his jaw in half and slitting his throat open in a downward stroke.<br/><br/>Looking around quickly Foran had enough time to grab some dirty rags off the man he beheaded and wrap them around the bleeding wound.  “I'll kill you fuck face!” He pointed his sword at the captain and charged his time wanting to end this before he bled to death.<br/><br/>The first person who got in his way was juked as Foran looked like he was going one way then went another and managed to reflect the slash that would have gone through his skull. Swinging at another person and knocking the sword out of his hand before someone else took his place, he was surrounded by three men again before he tackled one of the way and rolled to his feet swinging his swords around to anyone that might be near by, though all he managed to do was make a nasty looking smiley face in one of the poles holding the sail.<br/><br/>He was no where near the captain now and was closer in fact to the rag tag group that had once been prisoners on this ship. Cutting down one man who was making his way towards Tyora by breaking his ribcage open with both swords before  lifting him into the air and literally tearing him in two. “Hope you don't mind me cutting in, name's Foran, any of you a healer by chance?” Deflecting the blade of another pirate, if only he wasn't distracted by banter he would have blocked it better but a painful snap could be heard from his off hand and he cringed at it. Slashing back with his good hand he knocked another one of the trio overboard, though  four more took their place.<br/><br/>“This is getting a little out of hand- ow bad pun.” His off hand was now behind his back and child slayer in it's sheath. He was going to be doing this with one arm tied behind his back. “Your an archer right? I'll cover you, make the shots count.”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>