Your petty vandalism must have angered the locals! Ahhh! You spin around and lash out at the PIRATES with your STYLIZER and HOSE, buying time to think of an actual plan. The MOUSE and M. BISON join in with a concerted strike. The PIRATE LEADER steps back and watches the various PARRIES and THRUSTS.
JET: You fight like a dairy farmer!
CAPTAIN: How appropriate. You fight like a... hmm.... Impressive.
The CAPTAIN steps forward and easily disarms you of your HOSE. M. BISON and the MOUSE retreat to your side, though it appears M. BISON has managed to SAVAGELY RAVAGE his target.
CAPTAIN: Jill Elysia Thunderson, I presume?
JET: How do you know that name???
CAPTAIN: You wrote it on the bulletin board.
JET: Um, I thought that was your name!
CAPTAIN: Don't be silly, Jill. I don't do silly.
JET: Who are you?
CAPTAIN: Captain Steelwood Corsair, of the Corsair Isle Corsairs.
JET: Steelwood? I expected Ironwood.
CSC: Iron? No, I'm much more refined.
JET: What do you want?
CSC: You seem like you might be useful to me.
JET: Useful how?
CSC: So many questions, Jill! Before I tell you what I need from you, tell me something: what is it that you want? I should mention that my family is very rich and very powerful. What are you seeking here on Corsair Isle?