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How does this thing even work... it's recording me? Ohhh, my bad luck with technology just won't give me a break- errr, do you all read me? Greetings, name's Light Raygun. Or Cris, if you prefer. I heard about this thing where you basically say something about yourself and people can ask you quetions? Well, figured what gets me most question is always the rather hectic past I've had, so... yeah.
Like the title says, I started of an insurrectionalist in my mid-teens. Then after my covert was blown, I decided I wanted to be a free sword who wouldn't cower and hide and became a pirate. *Sigh* Those were the days, let me tell you...
But like all good things, it came to an halt and I retired. And while I've been off-radar for a while, as of late I've taken up vigilante patrols as a side gig... sides, it's not like I sleep a lot at night, head gets busy and all that, so I could use the distraction.
Anyway - that's it about me. Ask away!
Like the title says, I started of an insurrectionalist in my mid-teens. Then after my covert was blown, I decided I wanted to be a free sword who wouldn't cower and hide and became a pirate. *Sigh* Those were the days, let me tell you...
But like all good things, it came to an halt and I retired. And while I've been off-radar for a while, as of late I've taken up vigilante patrols as a side gig... sides, it's not like I sleep a lot at night, head gets busy and all that, so I could use the distraction.
Anyway - that's it about me. Ask away!
Have you heard of a treasure called the 'One Piece'?
One piece... one piece... there were several unique items I came across during my pirate days but-- hmm, any specific one-piece-treasure you're thinking of or just generic? Though if I were to pick just one... *smirks*
Well, it's gonna take a bit of explaining but - an etched sketch. On my transport shuttle.
Reproducing the coordinates of the treasure trash where the archenemy of our crew used to hide his loot. Brought it back home after a duel with said archenemy and at first boss thought I was just back empty handed, until - bam, One piece, leading straight to raid everything else that moron had collected over years of raids.
Funnier still? He had sent me the coordinates of his stash where we dueled with a text message that of course self-destroyed, guy was a great hacker / programmer in his prime. What he didnì't take into account was I just needed a flat surface where I could replicate the coordinates... 'n a sharp enough swiss knife.
Well, it's gonna take a bit of explaining but - an etched sketch. On my transport shuttle.
Reproducing the coordinates of the treasure trash where the archenemy of our crew used to hide his loot. Brought it back home after a duel with said archenemy and at first boss thought I was just back empty handed, until - bam, One piece, leading straight to raid everything else that moron had collected over years of raids.
Funnier still? He had sent me the coordinates of his stash where we dueled with a text message that of course self-destroyed, guy was a great hacker / programmer in his prime. What he didnì't take into account was I just needed a flat surface where I could replicate the coordinates... 'n a sharp enough swiss knife.
Huh, didn't reckon coming across you here, Cris. Sure is interesting to see how things used to be for ya, to say the least.. Can certainly say I'm proud to see what sorta woman ya ended up growing up into! So, I wonder- is there anything you regret doing during those pirating days of yours..?
Randle! Didnìt expect to run into you here, though I can see why there can be interesting bits of informations to be gathered in these situations, am I right? 
*blinks* You're... proud of what I became?... Why, thanks... :') But all I've really been doing is try to learn a thing or two from my mistakes and fine-tune as I went...
Regrets? Ah... in full honesty, no. Not from my pirate days, at the very least. You see... even in my outlaw days I had my own personal code of conduct. I was often teased about it! But it also meant I never crossed any line that I didn't want to...
Funnily enough, the one thing I most regret is something I did not during my pirate days, but right after I retired. You see... we fled back into high society to escape that bounty on my husband's head, but even so we couldn't be certain that we'd ever be completely safe. An amount of money like that can push people to do the most unspeakable things...
*sigh* So my idea was to use an even greater sum to divert the attention of any potential fortune seeker toward other targets than our family. I just put in the seed of the idea in my uncle admiral's head, and he ran with it... my only caveat had been that the target was chosen between actual big fish criminals, people who deserved to pay for their crimes. His pick fell on the archenemy of my old crew... and I green lighted it, since I knew him to be dangerous and to have tried to harm our family in more than one instance.
The bounty of course, was just on his head... but it was his entire crew that got caught in a crossfire eventually, and -- his quartermaster, he was in charge of four orphans. I don't regret having contributed to the arrest of that Captain... but I bear the weight of those kids losing the second father figure of their life because of a suggestion of mine.
I did manage to whisk them in safety before they could be located by the security, and these days they live with Burt and Daren who do all they can to take care of them... but the guilt in my heart remains, and it's a sin that will heave on me long after my last breath.
*blinks* You're... proud of what I became?... Why, thanks... :') But all I've really been doing is try to learn a thing or two from my mistakes and fine-tune as I went...
Regrets? Ah... in full honesty, no. Not from my pirate days, at the very least. You see... even in my outlaw days I had my own personal code of conduct. I was often teased about it! But it also meant I never crossed any line that I didn't want to...
Funnily enough, the one thing I most regret is something I did not during my pirate days, but right after I retired. You see... we fled back into high society to escape that bounty on my husband's head, but even so we couldn't be certain that we'd ever be completely safe. An amount of money like that can push people to do the most unspeakable things...
*sigh* So my idea was to use an even greater sum to divert the attention of any potential fortune seeker toward other targets than our family. I just put in the seed of the idea in my uncle admiral's head, and he ran with it... my only caveat had been that the target was chosen between actual big fish criminals, people who deserved to pay for their crimes. His pick fell on the archenemy of my old crew... and I green lighted it, since I knew him to be dangerous and to have tried to harm our family in more than one instance.
The bounty of course, was just on his head... but it was his entire crew that got caught in a crossfire eventually, and -- his quartermaster, he was in charge of four orphans. I don't regret having contributed to the arrest of that Captain... but I bear the weight of those kids losing the second father figure of their life because of a suggestion of mine.
I did manage to whisk them in safety before they could be located by the security, and these days they live with Burt and Daren who do all they can to take care of them... but the guilt in my heart remains, and it's a sin that will heave on me long after my last breath.
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