[Auspicious Happenings]

After the ships collided, the men aboard the Tigre scrambled to get to their feet. With quick work, they were ready for battle, scrambling across to the enemies vessel.
The air was filled with the sounds of battle, and Rouge couldn't help but throw back his head and laugh.
Something about fighting made his blood feel charged with lightning.
With enthusiasm that would appear frightening to both his friends and foes alike, the Red Demon leapt across the side of his boat, and landed gracefully aboard his newest battle ground.
Immediately two men from the enemy vessel rushed him, and he ducked quickly as one went to slice his head clean from his shoulders.
Rouge pulled a dagger from his leg strap, and brought the sharp blade straight down into his enemies boot, effectively pinning it there. The man bellowed in pain, and Rouge rolled out of the way as his second enemy brought his sword down to fell him.
The pinned man quickly became the victim of 'friendly fire' and slumped to the deck, chest stained crimson.
As if temparily shocked by what he had done, the second enemy stood there in shock.
The Red Demon spared no mercy and shoved his saber straight through the mans chest.
Once he fell to the ground, Rouge stepped atop his back with one foot and yanked his weapon free before flicking it sharply and removing the blood from its gleaming surface.
His molten gold eyes searched through the mayhem to locate his enemy. The one they called Evan DiCapro.
The Red Demons grin was something infernal.