Talk:Kunoichi/@comment-24.4.84.210-20150118223947/@comment-25035274-20150120150158

So... Yeah. I point out to both of them that I'm actually not the guy they're after. The man they want is actually my boss. He's the commander, and he's sleeping downstairs, along with most of the rest of the crew.

I'm just the company clerk, on the other hand. Seriously. I'm just a pencil pusher. I order armor polish, whet stones, and the like. Total wimp. I can't even lift a sword. In fact, if they'd just be so kind as to just wait right there, I'd be more than happy to lure him to the deck.

I start to turn and walk to the door, when I suddenly feel a sharp prick that's immediately replaced by a feeling of...nothing. I'm totally numb and my body locks up. And since I was taking a step at that moment, I faceplant into the floor.

I vaguely feel something dislodge from my posterior, and the Kunoichi says, "I laced my kunai with Manticore venom. And as it turns out, the two of us actually had different targets. I was sent for the person with the most intimate knowledge of this company's specific armaments and personnel. You know, the one who orders provisions and supplies?"

"The other one, as it turns out, was hired by a third party to deal with this ship's captain. Whom she assumed you were, as there seems to be no one manning the wheel. At least, not since I sent him to Poseidon. Fortunate for me that you thought to explain who you were. It saved me a pointless battle that might have woken the crew and allowed you to escape."