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

[undeadparts]

[It's something that doesn't happen often.]

What'd he say?

[She sounds interested, at least. It's a bit hard to tell, but not impossible.]

[harbouredheart]

[Xun Yu thinks she hears a change in tone, though she cannot be sure that she's not imagining it.]

He said that you were "a good lass". In his own [gruff] manner, he conveyed his trust in you and your word.

[undeadparts]

[...huh. That...actually gets a little smile out of her.]

Well that's good. Nice to see he still doesn't mind having me around after 3 months.

[harbouredheart]

[Honestly, that smile is reassuring; there's something very human about it. Xun Yu is trying not to think about the rest. Necromancer -- one of the terms their captain used to describe Zozo -- isn't a word that she knows, and she suspects that she doesn't want to know.]

Three months is a long time to be at sea.

[Part of her wonders how she'll cope, long term.]

[undeadparts]

Yeah, but you get used to it after a while.

[Pause. Hmm....]

Have you ever been on board a ship like this one?

[harbouredheart]

Not precisely.

[She answers. It sounds a little awkward to her ears, so she expands upon it after a brief pause.]

The construction of this vessel is different to what I am used to. I've fought in two naval battles, but they were on the Chang Jiang, a river. Both were a matter of necessity. I...

[She shifts her weight, looking uncomfortable as she confesses:]

I have never been on an ocean before.

[undeadparts]

[A boat on a river, huh? It wasn't the same as their current situation, but she had to admit it was fairly impressive.]

Yeah, me neither. Back home the closest thing I got to the sea was when I stole some parts from a sailor.

[...light bulb click.]

...which reminds me. I'm supposed to show you where I keep my stuff, right?

[harbouredheart]

[Stole some parts? Had Zozo not continued, Xun Yu would have asked -- as it is, she lets it slide, focusing instead on the present.]

Ah, yes. [She answers.] Please do.

[undeadparts]

[A wise move, considering she probably wouldn't want to know the finer details.]

Okay. Follow me.

[Despite hating being called a zombie, Zozo sure does walk like one. Her back arches forward slightly as she walks, arms swaying from side to side as she makes her way over to the staircase. At least she's careful with that.]

Watch your step. These stairs can be a real pain.

[harbouredheart]

I... will.

[A pang of unease makes her pause in the middle of her reply as she watches Zozo move. It's not hopping, Xun Yu tells herself as she follows. Still she's in no hurry to examine just how close to a jiangshi Zozo really is.

Taking the warning to heart, she proceeds with caution.]

[undeadparts]

[Once they're at the lower levels, it's a fairly quick trip to where Zozo keeps her stuff. There's a fairly decent-sized refrigerator tucked away underneath the staircase, with her hammock off to the side. Zozo raises her arm and casually points to the fridge.]

This is it. There's a big sign that says do not open on the fridge, so it's kind of hard to miss.

[harbouredheart]

[Xun Yu peers at it with interest and presses her lips together in a tight line. She really is terribly curious, but also more convinced than ever than it's not her place to ask about its contents.]

Fridge...? [She echoes instead.] Is that a special type of container?

[undeadparts]

Yeah. It's a box that keeps things cold and fresh. It's pretty useful for storing my parts.

[What parts she's talking about is left unsaid, but the fact that her body has large stitches all over it may be a decent hint.]