Research

[ungenauigkeit]

Who: Walt and Anyone who happens to be around
Where: Isla Empieza, Tavern
When: September 10, afternoonish
What: A man of science doing some research
Warnings: No warnings, Maybe a curse word here or there
Style: Starting prose, whatever you're comfortable with.
Status: Open



After he and his partner split up, Walt decided to take on the mission of figuring out what the words on the fountain meant. They seemed pretty straightforward once he read them again, but were they true? Considering where he was and how he got there, he really had no choice but to believe it.

Now that he was alone, he took some time to take in his surroundings. Most of the people, Walt deduced that they were the local townsfolk, seemed to ignore him. There a few others here and there that didn't seem like they lived here, and Walt wondered if they'd also arrived like he and Jesse had.

After walking for a while, Walt found himself close to what looked like the inn, with a tavern on the first floor. If there was any place to gather information, it would be a tavern. He had no idea what kind of people would be drinking this early in the afternoon, but he had to try. Walt pushed the door open and stepped inside, looking around. He found an empty table and sat down, leaning forward on his elbows. Observing for a while felt like a good choice. For now.

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[ungenauigkeit]

Walt listened closely, brow furrowed in concentration. It was very slowly coming together. If it was possible, he and Jesse would probably end up getting their own ship. It sounded like the safest, most logical decision. Nonetheless, he made sure to pay close attention and file away everything that he was being told.

"Another question. On that fountain, there was a message. About the pieces of some gem being scattered all over. Is it safe to say that most of these people are looking for it? If one finds all the pieces, could they use it to get home?"

If it was true, he and Jesse were probably going to be here for a long time.

[by_heart]

"Hey, A+! Good job paying attention. That part's important."

He leaned back on the chair, drumming his fingers on the back of it before slipping off and turning it around so he could sit on it properly. He rested his elbows and leaned in a little closer, giving the room a quick scan to make sure there wasn't anyone he recognized before continuing.

"Between you and me, I don't trust it. Call me crazy, but some creepy all-powerful pirate ghost telling us to do his dirty work for him doesn't sound like it's going to end in rainbows and kittens. That poem says we get a wish, but who's to say he's gonna be that nice when he has his gem back? Plus," he points at Walt for emphasis, "it says 'wish.' Singular. There's at least a hundred of us. Do you see where I'm going with this?"

[ungenauigkeit]

Walt took a deep breath, then frowned, rubbing his chin. That part hadn't even occurred to him. Even if they did find the pieces of this gem, there was no guarantee that it would work, or that this ghost wasn't going to appear and just kill them all, or that he and Jesse wouldn't get back home together.

"There's no guarantee that once it's used by someone else, that it could be used again, or for more than one person..." He shook his head, rubbing his forehead. "What a pain the ass..."

Walt fixed his glasses, then looked up again. "You know, you've given me all this information, and I don't even know your name. I'm Walter," he said, holding his hand out.

[by_heart]

That moment when you realize you'll look dumb if you shake a guy's hand and deliver your catchphrase at the same time. Lea debated just how cool he needed to look versus how polite he needed to be to make sure he got his point across and opted to shake Walt's hand.

"Lea. Got it memorized? It's probably the easiest part to remember."

Because there was still one more important thing he needed to get across. That was the problem with trying to be dramatic sometimes.

"Last part to this pain in the ass and it's important, okay? Three more crews. The big ones. Straw Hats are harmless on their own, Bloody Roses are the opposite, but they're both closely aligned with the Spades and that's who you need to keep an eye on. They've go their own agenda and they're treating this world like it's the one they left and they have no intention of going back. Unchecked, they're gonna wreck this whole place. Me, I wouldn't even engage if I were you. Just a little advice."

[ungenauigkeit]

Walt sat back after shaking his hand, listening closely. He had to admit, getting around this place was going to be tough. Especially after everything Lea was saying. He'd been hoping after everything he and Jesse had just been through, this wasn't going to be so bad. He was really going to need a vacation if he ever got home.

"So you're basically saying that most of these crews are dangerous, and it's easier to stay away from them. I'll take that advice. I just hope I can remember all of this, being an old man," he said, laughing a little. "Believe me, if it's anything like where I came from, I'll make sure to be cautious."

[by_heart]

"Smart move. Take notes if you have to. Or keep in touch. You have something you need to clear up, you can always toss up something private in the journal and we can have a talk. Pretty convenient."

Lea fished around in his pockets and pulled out a small business card. Sure it was for his candy business, but it still had his name and the name of his ship on it.

"Here. You hold on to that in case you forget where to find me. Or if you ever wanna buy some candy. High quality artisan product, guaranteed."

[ungenauigkeit]

Walt took his business card, looking it over briefly. "Candy business, huh? I might have to take you up on that. Not for myself, really, but maybe for my business partner," he said, putting the card in his pocket.

"I really can't thank you enough, Lea," he said, smiling a little. It was the truth. When he first arrived, he had absolutely no direction, but now he was confident on what he and Jesse had to do.

"And if there's anything you need, don't hesitate to ask. Not really sure what I'd be able to offer, but I'm willing to help."

[by_heart]

"I might hold you to that. Never know what'll come up."

It sounded like a bit of a dismissal, so he unfolded himself from the chair and leaned on the table to offer a few parting shots.

"It's a lot, I know, but it's an important sort of a lot. Watch your back out there and if you manage to get your hands on a shard, I don't know if I even want to know about it."

[ungenauigkeit]

"When you put it that way, I feel like I don't even want to find them myself."

Walt shook his head a little, then stood up too, pushing his chair in. "I should get back to my partner, I'm sure he's managed to get himself into something. But I have a feeling we'll be seeing each other again soon. I look forward to it."

[by_heart]

Lea just gave him a little wave to see him off. One crew down, and it didn't look like there were going to be many more forming this month, so it looked like it was back to poking around the island for him.