Not feeling like myself today...

[oneofthelost]

Who: The Spade crew ... and the unfortunate souls who've swapped bodies with them
Where: Sun, Moon, Big Dipper, Little Dipper
When: Aug 21st-25th
What: Mist-Taken Identity event
Warnings: Varied; please put warnings in subject lines if/when necessary
Style: Any
Status: Open to crew/swapped crew

A catch-all log for the Spades and their shenanigans for the event.

If you aren't using icons for your character's swap and they are swapped, linking a picture of what they now look like would be helpful!

Comments

[fierybluebird]

You!

[Attempts to grab Natsuno's shirt from the front to hold Ja'far up.]

First of all, I don't like my crew being split, secondly you do not ever make demands on an enemy ship, IS THAT CLEAR?

And thirdly, Natsuno's body is going to continue being hungry until it gets a special kind of food, but since I'm generally the one stuck providing that, do NOT think I will be so inclined to help out some snot-nosed runt of a rookie who doesn't even know the absolute BASIC laws of the ocean!

[under_the_wire]

Blah blah blah ocean. Like I give a fuck. I'm an assassin, not a sailor, so that doesn't mean shit to me. If you have the food I need, hand it over already.

[His usual flat, reptilian stare works quite well in this body, perhaps better than in his own because he's no longer tiny and cute.]

[fierybluebird]

[Uh-huh.]

[Time to throw him overboard.]

[Marco's general rule of thumb for people who don't respect the ocean is that they get dunked into it until they learn better.]

[under_the_wire]

[He'd put up with being grabbed by his shirt, but if there's going to be transportation involved, he's not putting up with this shit anymore. He may not have his daggers, so he can't just kill the guy, but that doesn't mean there's nothing to be done. There's no point in asking nicely, so he'll bite the bastard's hand as hard as he can instead. The angle isn't so great, but it's never stopped him before.]

[fierybluebird]

[alskdjalskdjalskdj]

[Son of a bitch.]

[Marco assumed they didn't know that Natsuno needed blood. That, and the real Natsuno usually wouldn't ever be bold enough to bite him.]

[All the same, Marco just deadpan punches Natsuno's face.]

[under_the_wire]

YOU PUNCHED ME IN THE FACE!

[Obviously.]

I JUST WANTED SOMETHING TO EAT, YOU ASSHOLE!! IS THIS HOW YOU TREAT KIDS!? BASTARD! PSYCHOPATH!

[His face hurts like a bitch, but that hasn't decreased his volume in the slightest. He flails, scratching, kicking, biting, anything that might get this guy to put him down.]

[fierybluebird]

It is.

I told you, respect the ocean, or drown, yoi.

Respect hostile ships or drown.

I hope you know how to swim because you're about to find out the hard way.

[Sadly, Marco is used to dealing with an angry Ace and this isn't much worse.]

[under_the_wire]

[Ja'far's eyes go wide and the struggling only increases.]

PUT ME DOWN, YOU MANIAC! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU! I CAN'T--

[He can swim well enough to get across a river, but swimming in the ocean is another thing entirely, especially in a body that's not his own. His struggling gets a little more frantic and, much to his chagrin, it feels like he's going to start crying any second (or he already has.)]

LEANNE IS GONNA BE PISSED AT YOU IF YOU KILL ME!!

[fierybluebird]

[Marco narrows his eyes instantly and just barely resists the urge to choke the brat on account of that would make it hard for him to talk.]

[On the one hand, huzzah?]

[ON THE OTHER HAND, it's hard (impossible) to answer questions when you can't breathe or speak.]

You know where my little sister is?

[ICE COLD VENOM. She's missing, and that might not have been the best name to mention.]

[under_the_wire]

I don't know where her body is, but she swapped with the dumbfuck with the stupid eyepatch glasses on our boat. I saw it on the journal. And now I'm missing out because I'm stuck in this stupid body that can't even walk through fucking doors.

[Life sucks.]

[fierybluebird]

[Sigh.] It can't walk through doors you haven't been invited through.

So better start taking a crash course in manners kid or this week will be a lot worse torture than it has to be.

[RELUCTANTLY SETS NATSUNO'S BODY DOWN FOR NOW.]

[under_the_wire]

Well, that's stupid. What kind of magic is that?

[He rubs irritably at his nose. At least it isn't broken. Not that it matters much anyway, since it's not his nose. His nose, presumably, is fine.]

That's dungeon-level bullshit.

[fierybluebird]

Sorry, dungeon?

[under_the_wire]

Big places full of monsters and traps and treasure and shit. All sorts of stupid magic to keep you out. They really don't have those here?

[Captain Dumbfuck is going to be disappointed.]

[fierybluebird]

[Shrugs.]

Usually dungeons are part of prison, but they have ruins like that.

[under_the_wire]

Dungeons and prisons are two totally different things. Are you stupid or something? You don't even know that?! And who said anything about ruins?

[Dungeons pop up when magicians do weird magician shit or whatever. He didn't pay that much attention to Falan when she was blathering on about it.]

[fierybluebird]

Kid, not even knowing where Leanne is will be enough to save you from the ocean more than once. Don't push your luck, yoi.

[under_the_wire]

Not my fault you're dumb. I'm ten and I already know all this stuff.

[It's not like he's insulting the guy just to insult him. It makes him angry when people act like idiots. It's frustrating? Are they proud of not knowing shit?]

1/2

[fierybluebird]

[Arches an eyebrow.]

[He wants to point out that not only are they both likely speaking and hearing different languages, but they come from different worlds wherein the societal architecture is unlikely to be one hundred percent identical, not to mention which, humans have too many god damn words for "dark underground place" and not enough words for perching in trees. Also that if the nuances between prison and dungeon were merely adventure, then Marco would seriously like a word with certain S&M sick fucks of his own world.]

[He also just wants to fling the brat overboard and pretend this day never happened. That is a way more appealing option.]

[In his head he's already making an apology for Natsuno for his body, but ehhh.]

[Either way Marco sees it, he's going to lose. Either lose his temper, his cool, or just plain lose. Because even explaining anything to this brat seems like beyond a waste of time.]

2/2

[fierybluebird]

[So Marco crouches down, and pats Natsuno's head as if he were actually shorter and more the appropriate size of a ten year old.]

Why yes, I can see that. My how precocious you are. You must know so many things. How humiliating for you to have to be stuck in a body other than your own on someone else's ship. Why don't you go read and continue furthering your enlightened education so you can tell us all about the differences between other artificial underground structures, eh?

[under_the_wire]

[On one hand, this guy is being a condescending asshole and he'd really to kick him hard in the shins, on the other hand...

There's a certain guarded interest in Ja'far's eyes at the mention of studying. Reading isn't easy for him, but he's been practicing reading the entries in the journal, so he hopes he's getting better at it. Its one of the few things he's had to put up with here that he's found that he truly enjoys. He never had a chance to read books (those were for scholars and rich people after all) or learn things that weren't part of his training in Sham Lash and he's discovering how fun it really is to learn new things.]

You have books? Do they have pictures?

[fierybluebird]

In Roxas' room.

Some of them. Natsuno also has a small hoard from my girlfriend, but so long as you keep them in mint condition, it should be fine.

[under_the_wire]

[His temper was momentarily stifled, but it's building again.]

HOW THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO GET STUFF IF I CAN'T GET IN PEOPLE'S ROOMS?!

[fierybluebird]

[Flicks Natsuno's forehead.] I just invited you to both those places.

You really need to learn manners, or you won't be able to get anywhere this week.

[under_the_wire]

[grumble]

Don't need manners. Don't know where the fucking rooms are, either. Do you think people can read your mind? Because they can't, you asshole.

[He rubs irritably at his nose some more. For a guy harping on manners, he doesn't know how to invite people places.]