New friends, new catastrophes

[seadevil]

Who: The crew of the Katabami
Where: At sea, Manila Island
When: After departing Isla Empieza after the battle and covering events until the end of the month
What: Catch-all log
Warnings: Foul language, excessive dumb
Style: Any
Status: Closed to crew

Itinerary
- Meet and greet for new crew
- MANLY STORIES
- Visiting Manila so our more studious crew can get their research on and your esteemed captain can piss the moths off
- THIS COLD CURSE THING

EDIT: The turkey is now officially named Lord Buffalo Toritaro Stuffington, "Twitchy" for short. Feel free to make use of this.

Comments

[harbouredheart]

[The sound that escapes Xun Yu's mouth is one of surprised delight; her following smile is radiant, a truly rare sight, though none aboard would know so. Thirteen hundred years!]

Thank you for telling me, Captain. [She says, overjoyed. And then, more sedate, she adds:] I'd be happy to share some stories, at a time when there is less pressing work to be done.

Good

[rebellions]

[NO NEED TO SAY THAT TWICE.

After some time spent weaving his way between people on the main deck, Ragna decides to try his luck below. And lo and behold, peace he finds. At last. Satisfied with the discovery, he pays little attention to the fact somebody actually is there, instead focusing on something that looks really out of place. A fridge? Who the hell would put THAT here, of all the things? The man walks over to it, inspecting it closer. The sign makes little to no impression on him, because let's be real, that's more of an invitation than anything. If somebody really wanted to keep that stuff hidden, they would put a chain around it.]

The heck is this...?

[And just like that, he opens the fridge.

What follows is a very unmanly scream that could wake up the dead, though Ragna certainly doesn't expect it to do exactly that (or something close to it, anyway).]

[undeadparts]

[And lo, wake the (sorta) dead is exactly what that his (ultra manly) scream does. Zozo isn't one to startle easily, but she is a light sleeper. So naturally the scream is more than enough to startle her awake. She gets caught in the hammock at first, struggling to find the opening before finally falling out of it with a loud thump. Seconds later, both the piece of cloth she'd been sleeping on and her blanket fall right on her head.]

...dammit.

[It takes her a moment, but eventually Zozo is on her feet...with the sheets still covering her head.]

H-hey...who turned out the lights...?

[undeadparts]

[Someone's gotta keep an eye on the things. Besides, it...kinda likes her? In the sense that it hasn't tried to peak out her good eye.]

I dunno. Hang on.

[There was a paper hanging from its pen with its current name written down in what...appears to be crayon? Whatever. Every time she looks at it she swears it gets bigger, but hey, what are you gonna do.]

Uhh...it says..."Lord Buffalo Toritaro Stuffington or Twitchy for short" as of right now. So yeah.

[Snowflakes, every last one of them.]

[harbouredheart]

[There are two main indications that tell Xun Yu this must be the "Zozo" that she is seeking: firstly, there's no other female aboard aside from herself as far as she's noticed, and secondly, the woman looks disconcertingly unnatural enough to match the kind of ominous warning that set her on this path in the first place.

She steels herself and approaches. The's only one way to be entirely certain.]

Are you Zozo?

[She asks. The faint unease in Xun Yu's expression at least doesn't touch her tone, which is evenly professional.]

[harbouredheart]

[A... small reed wind instrument, made entirely of metal? How strange. It only piques her interest further.]

Harmonica... [She echoes, clearly for her own benefit, before she directly addresses him.] How very curious. Do you play often?

[rebellions]

[What she'll find upon waking up is a sorry excuse for a man sitting on the ground and staring at the fridge contents in horror. There are body parts there. Motherfucking body parts. What kind of a ship has he gotten himself onto? Okay, fine, he's killed people, too, hundreds of them, but you don't see him chopping off their limbs and carrying them around like trophies. This is wrong, sick, unethical and all sorts of other words that are better left not quoted.

Just as the images of all terrible things those people are (supposedly) doing in here flash in his head, there's a loud thud coming from his side, startling him even further. He turns his head to the source of the noise slowly, slower than slow even, his heart beating mile a goddamn minute, and finds himself facing a shapeless, white form, no eyes, nose, mouth, nothing...

HOLY FUCKING SHIT

Someone who wasn't there to witness the scene would have a hard time believing a high-pitched screech like the one that just filled the room came from a living being, much less from a man like Ragna. He crawls away, trying to put as much distance between himself and that... thing as possible, until he hits a wall with his back. He points to the being, his face pale and hand shaking, and finally manages to stammer out one word.]

G-G-G-G-GHOST!!

[undeadparts]

Ghost?

[She doesn't see any ghost-

...

Oh. Oh right, the sheets on her head. No wonder she can't see anything. Sighing, she raises her hand up above her head and pulls them off, tossing them aside as she looks around. After taking a few seconds and determining that there is no ghost here, she looks at...her open fridge? What the hell? Why was that even open?

Turning back to face Ragna, her eyelids fall in a rather unamused fashion. She isn't happy right now.]

I dunno about any ghosts, but did you see who opened my fridge?

[undeadparts]

[Hmm? This was odd. Zozo was used to getting orders from Motochika, but no used to people actually going through all the trouble to seek her out. Nevertheless, Zozo stops whatever she's doing and straitens up, looking Xun Yu in the eye. Eye contact is important when talking to someone right? Right.

Man she's got this being social thing down.]

Yep.

[...and that's all she says. Not because she's rude, but because she's not sure what else to say...]

[seadevil]

"Twitchy" would have done, but I suppose if it makes them happy...

[He looks at the poor beast and shakes his head.]

They seem a good lot, a bit overeager, but I'll take it. Well, except for that Ragna, but there's always one...What do you make of them? You've been on this crew the longest.

[Well, Sakamoto has been around a bit longer, for a very loose definition of "around." Zozo's the one who's been around longest AND aware of where she is the whole time.]

[seadevil]

Should I let you get to work, then? You have quite the task ahead of you.

[He figures he should probably mention the enormity of it one more time, just to be fair.]

[herofacade]

Uhhhh...

[He's definitely feeling more awkward the longer he holds his hand out. Her name does make him look back at her questionably. Well...that certainly was different.

He can only eye her doing the same thing now with her hand but still not picking up on what it means. So he'll take her hand in his and shake it in the fashion of a greeting.]

It's a handshake.

And, uh, what country are you from?

[herofacade]

[Oh God it was too freaking cold. Hugging himself warm was doing nothing and blankets had no effect either. At this rate he was beginning to think he was going to catch frost bite.

Even worse he had mechanical right arm. Which meant metal. Which meant it'd get even colder on that part and he'd probably still get frost bite. It's beginning to drive Cross crazy with all this cold.

Of course his arm was bugging him now even more so with the cold. He'd done his best to cover it up with his jacket, to keep it away from the cold. But it was no use. And it was on his last nerve.]

Okay that's it! GOOD BYE ARM!

[And he's just turning the section of his arm below his elbow 360 degrees and POP! He's got a stump now and he's holding a black metal arm. Enjoy.]

[wavemotiongunner]

[the Harmonica seems old fashioned to him. The one he has perversely belonged to his brother and his father before that. He feels closer to them when he plays.]
Lately when i need to clear my head a bit. I sort of only know the one song. Ending up in this place is a lot to take in. I didn't expect to see a real ocean so soon.

[harbouredheart]

It's nothing that I cannot handle, Captain.

[She says with confidence.]

If you have no further need of me...

[harbouredheart]

[Xun Yu raises her eyebrows at that.]

Pardon?

[Did he just say...? She sounds as puzzled as she looks.]

Surely all oceans are real.

[harbouredheart]

[That's simple enough to pick up. She shakes back, and mentally times how long it lasts for reference: a gesture like this no doubt has a timeframe of appropriate continuance.]

China.

[She answers. Really, a better question is when, where she is concerned. Her armour hints at that fact.]

Is a handshake only used as a greeting, or does it also serve other purposes?

[harbouredheart]

[It's abrupt, but that's all Xun Yu needs to know.]

My name is Xun Yu. [She introduces, before she gets straight to business.]

I'm inventorying the Katabami. Our Captain has informed me that you have your own stores which I am to avoid at all costs. If you have no pressing tasks to attend to, could you spare a few moments to show me where you keep them?

[harbouredheart]

[Xun Yu's been trying to press on with work despite the terrible chill, but it's sunk into her very bones, and the fierce trembling of her frozen fingers has put the final nail in the coffin for her productivity. Even her ears sting, despite being protected from the elements by her helmet. The cold is unbearable.

The truly odd thing is that she's been warmer in much heavier snowfall.]

Yes, Captain. [She sounds miserable, her teeth are chattering, and she might well be eying all of Motochika's layers with something akin to envy.] I've never felt a chill like this.

[seadevil]

[He nods.]

You're free to get to work whenever you're ready!

[seadevil]

Nor I. It's enough to make one wonder if there's some sort of sorcery behind it. It wouldn't be the first time...

[He can see the way she's looking at his clothing every time he tries to pull it tighter around himself. Probably waiting on his order before she takes anything out of the stores for herself, he supposes.]

I could put on all the clothes in the hold and the blankets besides and still freeze just as much. It seems like the cold is in my very bones themselves. You're welcome to try adding on a few layers yourself, but I doubt it'll do much good.

[harbouredheart]

[If the disorganisation is as dire as Motochika keeps implying it to be, then there's every reason for her to get started right away.

She salutes before she departs.]

[harbouredheart]

Much good or any good? [She sighs. His words sound like a confirmation of the latter.] I feel it in my bones too.

[She rubs her hands together, trying unsuccessfully to force heat back into her fingers through friction. Just talking about how cold they are makes her feel even colder still.]

You've experienced sorcery of a similar kind on a similar scale before? Could you elaborate?

[Ironically enough she has a particular talent for ice magic, which is worse than useless in the current situation. But there must be a solution somewhere, because if they can't stave off the chill...]

[rebellions]

[OH GOOD FALSE ALARM, it's not a ghost, it's just--

... what the fuck is that.

Although he seemed to relax a bit when he realized those were sheets covering a person of blood and flesh, Ragna immediately tenses up again when Zozo reveals herself. He ignores her question, and instead continues to gape at her like she just grew a second head. Actually, that might've been less weird.]

... You're a zombie.

[That is not a question, but rather a statement. He just kind of has to hear it to believe it. After he says that, his shoulders slump a bit, as if his body couldn't quite decide if he should be relieved it wasn't a ghost after all or just pass out from all this bullshit.]

[thatsmycue]

Give him more credit! He's not a mascot. He's my partner!

[Togekiss gives a disgruntled snort in response. How dare he be referred to as a lowly mascot >:(]