Re: CHAPTER 1: The Crowns Darkest Jewel
"Well like I said, I can't really go about drawing attention to myself talking about stuff." He takes a much more serious look reaching into his pocket drawing out a rather strange looking sword hilt and handle that has no blade, tapping it in his palm. "As for letting me go... I will be leaving when we reach Mars... I don't want to hurt anyone but..." A long metal blade with a with a demand shaped tip and opening in it, a black sphere in the opening. He lowers the blade and the sphere starts spinning creating a rather strong wind, drawing into the sphere. "I can suck all the air, and eather, out of this ship in a rather short amount of time......." Once he's made his point though the sphere stops spinning and the air stills again.