Dark brown wisps of hair emerged from the mass of white clouds only to further produce a man's head. Gold rimmed goggles strapped against his eyes and a surly smile spread across his lips. As more and more of the man was exposed so was the large steel ship he stood a top. The roar of the turbines as well as the short loud hissing bursts of steam as the ship climbed higher and higher breaking free of the cloud cover was only muffled by the larger ships engines directly above him. "You know you should say something." "Like what? You know he doesn't listen once he gets going." "I don't know. Something. It's just not a good idea for him to be charging in ahead like this." Bright blonde hair clashed against the women's tan and brown outfit while she looked up out the top hatch where her captain stood, free walking the top of their air ship, six thousand feet in the air. "The only way your stopping him is if you drag him in by force, and then he'll only throw a fit." A dark haired man sat at the control deck which seemed to be the main control system for the entire ship. His eye's emerald and focused as if locked in a state of concentration while he kept the ship as steady as possible as to not lose their captain. Clothing whipping about the captains stout form as he stares up at the luxury liner that was coming into range. Looking down at the crew members below that smile of his got even more devious as he raised his eyebrows twice and pulled what looked like a gun from his waist belt. "He wouldn't would he?!" The blond had moved over to the dark haired man and was smacking him on the back of the shoulders as she pointed up at the captain trying to get him to look at what was happening. "Do you even need to ask something like that?" Only taking a glance at what was going on he pulled back on the controls sending the ship up higher so there was less chance for a missed shot. Leveling off the shot as the incline rate increased a puff of smoke and a loud burst rang out followed closely by a high pitch squealing as the cable unraveled from the weapon. As the hook like harpoon punctured the aft side of the luxury liner the captain shot another look down at his crew to only see screaming face of his third in command. Blonde hair a flurry as she ran off most likely to get the rest of the crew to follow. And that when it happen. With a sudden jerk the Captains feet left his own ship and was now suspended in mid air, dangling thousands of feet in the air by a small tether which he held onto via a hand held gun. Swinging his other hand around toward the handle and smacking a side leaver, a humming screech poured out of the weapon blowing steam out of both sides. He was being reeled in and quickly closing the few hundred feet in a manner of seconds. Once against the ship he had to free climb along the side for awhile until he could find a hatch leading to the maintenance ducts. Taking a few minutes to navigate his way through until finally he spilled out from behind another hatch and quickly greeted with a circle of rifle barrels pointed down at him. "Whoops, this isn't the way to the dinning hall is it?" He was smiling all the while raising his hands in surrender. His right hand no longer held the gun but instead was strapped to his belt again, on the other hand his left had a rather strange gold gauntlet encasing it which drew a few looks from his captors. They were all to late as a blinding light and a bolt of electricity arced forth from his finger tips bouncing from barrel to barrel sending each of the men who were holding on to them reeling backwards knocking them out. They weren't dead mind you but they wouldn't be getting up any time soon and the rifles would all be but useless at this point. Getting to his feet finally and striking a rather dashing pose as he pointed down at the men with his left hand. "The name's Captain Zek Usra, and I'm here to liberate a few choice goods from your captivity!" A glass fuse from the top fore arm section of his gauntlet popped out and shattered on the floor. Crossing his right hand over to a vertical belt on his left leg a row of replacement fuses could be seen. Snapping it into place a faint spark could be seen between his finger tips as he grinned down at the men who were barely conscious at this point. "Most know me as Pirate Captain "Zeus" but I don't like being thought of as a god let alone the father of them. So if you all could do me the favor of just sitting this out I'd much appreciate it." Zek flipped his goggles up onto his forehead and pulled out his pistol before bolting down the corridor.