Uchiha Sasuke (
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[02] i came in like a
Who: Uchiha Buttface Sasuke and the kindly crew of the Charming Murderess
Where: Deck of the Charming Murderess
When: November 19th
What: A really grumpy ninja getting dumped via Nav onto the unsuspecting deck of completely innocent pirates.
Warnings: Rudeness. Definitely rudeness.
Style: Any!
Status: Open to all crew members!
As if it weren't humiliating enough to have been forced to make a run from the unexpected number of whatever the armed forces had been (not shinobi by their movements, but trained enough), he'd been roundly lambasted for a fool by the woman whose shop he'd ended up ducking into to avoid the searchers -- but if what the girl who had called herself a 'Precure' was right, then not everyone in this world was a construction of genjutsu. It was perhaps less that Sasuke was inclined to spare lives, though it was certainly a waste of a chakra reserve that continued to deplete more rapidly than was normal, and more that there was a possibility of useful information from a real person than a piece of the illusion.
If it weren't an illusion, as the shopkeeper had insisted ... that was an idea he had no time to contemplate before he'd found himself unceremoniously shoved into something she called a 'Nav' and, in the next moment, stumbling into a completely different place altogether.
There had been no reverse-summons seal that he'd seen, no exchange of blood for a kuchiyose, just a moment of being in the dim light of the shop and then sunlight full in his eyes, forcing him to roll into a defensive crouch before he'd even fully processed his location on ... the deck of a ship?
Depleted as it was, his chakra flared in alarm at the realisation that not only was he at sea, but he wasn't alone.
Where: Deck of the Charming Murderess
When: November 19th
What: A really grumpy ninja getting dumped via Nav onto the unsuspecting deck of completely innocent pirates.
Warnings: Rudeness. Definitely rudeness.
Style: Any!
Status: Open to all crew members!
As if it weren't humiliating enough to have been forced to make a run from the unexpected number of whatever the armed forces had been (not shinobi by their movements, but trained enough), he'd been roundly lambasted for a fool by the woman whose shop he'd ended up ducking into to avoid the searchers -- but if what the girl who had called herself a 'Precure' was right, then not everyone in this world was a construction of genjutsu. It was perhaps less that Sasuke was inclined to spare lives, though it was certainly a waste of a chakra reserve that continued to deplete more rapidly than was normal, and more that there was a possibility of useful information from a real person than a piece of the illusion.
If it weren't an illusion, as the shopkeeper had insisted ... that was an idea he had no time to contemplate before he'd found himself unceremoniously shoved into something she called a 'Nav' and, in the next moment, stumbling into a completely different place altogether.
There had been no reverse-summons seal that he'd seen, no exchange of blood for a kuchiyose, just a moment of being in the dim light of the shop and then sunlight full in his eyes, forcing him to roll into a defensive crouch before he'd even fully processed his location on ... the deck of a ship?
Depleted as it was, his chakra flared in alarm at the realisation that not only was he at sea, but he wasn't alone.
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He can also see that the woman at the store has not thrown his name to the wolves, as it were, which is as convenient as it is an irritating debt to owe.
He'll have to look through it more carefully later. For now, he snaps it shut and tucks it back into a pocket, glance returning to the boy with a frown.]
In all that time, you haven't found a way out?
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Oh, there's a way out. Supposedly. You really didn't figure out much in town, did you?
[It's okay, Sasuke. Draco will hold your hand through this. 8D]
There's a ruby, or gem of some sort, that evidently has the power to get us home if you wish on it. Or some such rubbish. Only it's been smashed into a million pieces and we're to find them all, it's powerless unless it's whole.
[Gives an absent wave of his hand.]
It was all in some poem back in that town. On the fountain. Rebuild the gem and whatever you wish will be. Whether wealth, good fortune, or even the chance to flee. Something like that.
[Looks thoughtful.]
Then...some other line, words, words, words, strangers take care or be lost forever to Davy Jones' lair. I believe that's how it ended.
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A poem ... [He blinks, then remembers the writing on the fountain before Susano'o had smashed it.] Ah. That poem.
Who is Davy Jones?
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[Frowns a little.]
I don't know much about him, to be honest. I think he's dead? Though he still has some kind of control over this world. I heard he appeared as a green ghost to the first people who were brought here. Which is also his fault, by the way. That we're here at all.
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The rest of what this boy says makes Sasuke file him away for reference in turn.]
You sound like you've been successful at getting information here. How long have you been in this world?
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[Shrugs.]
It's really not too difficult to uncover most of this stuff, honestly.
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It's surprising that this much information is readily available, but nobody knows anything about who is actually behind this.