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Trial of the Spades
Who: The Spades Crew + Anyone wandering by or onto their ship.
Where: Isla Empieza, The Sun
When: 12/15 - 12/21
What: Shenanigans! The Cold Curse, Sailing, Etc
Warnings: None so far. Possibly violence, given this crew.
Style: Prose/Action. Either or!
Status: OPEN
Threads below! Feel free to drop in your own, just remember to date them. More 'general' threads will come up after the crew sets sail.
Where: Isla Empieza, The Sun
When: 12/15 - 12/21
What: Shenanigans! The Cold Curse, Sailing, Etc
Warnings: None so far. Possibly violence, given this crew.
Style: Prose/Action. Either or!
Status: OPEN
Threads below! Feel free to drop in your own, just remember to date them. More 'general' threads will come up after the crew sets sail.
12/15 - 12/21
Rather than questioning it, he just decided to look for other people to sleep with.]
12/15
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Still, just because he's cold doesn't mean he's going to welcome Ace's presence in his bed any more than usual. In fact, with him being wary of things and ready for a sudden attack he doesn't welcome it at all. So when he notices the extra weight crawling into his bed, Ikki has the usual automatic reaction of shoving the visitant away with a soft kick.]
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He'd noticed though that Ace was making rounds on people's beds. So when he saw the kid at his and Lara's cabin entrance, he raised a brow. Lara wasn't in at the moment, but he was half ass curled up on his bunk. It was getting colder for people but it wasn't bothering him as much. Well, a bit, but he was always one to put off a lot of heat as well.]
Kid, the hell you doing wandering around lately?
[Yep, he was in his bunk, and the one below him was empty. Ace can come in and talk, flop out on the other half of his bunk, sleep in Lara's bed, or turn around and leave. Logan though... might be a bit worried about their Captain.]
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12/15 or 12/16
He is asleep, despite the cold, but it's a very light sleep.]
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12/16
[Also Marco is grumpy.]
[And wearing that "You done fucked up boy" face.]
Ace. Ace.
I'm cold.
As captain, it's your job to warm me, damn it.
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12/17
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12/20
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20th
[So she's still awake in her bunk thinking, and trying to work out the Doctor's notes when Ace stumbles in.]
Captain?
[That is the correct form of address, right?]
[Also how are you shirtless. It's like negative a billion degrees.]
[Seriously.]
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12/15
He was trying to assign roles to each name, but so far he could only put 'Captain' next to himself and 'First Mate' next to Marco. He was also wearing a long-sleeved shirt for once and a pair of slacks. Occasionally, Ace would burst into flames as if it would make a difference.]
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Um, did you know you're on fire?
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[Dropping down near by he walked over, leaning in to puff, lighting his cigar off the flames that the Capt kept bursting into. He took a drag, then leaned back, pointing with the hand holding the cigar...]
Thatch. Ship cook and Quartermaster? [he questioned, not really sure what the hell the kid was doing]
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This's us, huh?
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12/15 - OTA
Natsuno can swear he's shivering. He grabs an apple from the galley before climbing up to the crow's nest to hide out there for awhile. He sits on the ground and curls into a ball, trying to keep warm.]
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At all.
He wakes up shivering and rolls out of his hammock still clinging to his blanket. A jacket is something he...didn't even think to get, to be honest, so the blanket is the best he's got. He's briefly tempted to climb into Sora's hammock again, but he doesn't want to stay in bed all day so he ends up heading up to the deck, figuring if he moves around more he'll warm up.
Of course, he doesn't.]
...What the heck.
[Eventually he decides to climb up to the crow's nest, knowing Natsuno is on watch
because apparently he's memorized his schedule. By the time he's up there, his teeth are chattering.]H-hey.
[He slides to the floor opposite Natsuno, pulling his knees close to his chest and bundling himself in the blanket.]
This is ridiculous.
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So... Come here often?
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12/16 - OTA
Except now it's getting to be a problem, because he's cold. It's not like he's not dressed for winter weather. His coat should be keeping him plenty warm. No, this is the sort of cold he feels after someone hits him with a Blizzard spell: overwhelming and impossible to get rid of. So now he's huddled up below deck trying to stay out of the way because he's not much good for anything else.]
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Are you cold too?
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12/16
[He was freezing and refused to fix the problem. He now had on jeans and his boots, but also bandages around his middle, a long sleeve shirt, a short sleeve shirt, and a winter coat he found somewhere in the hold. Navy style and ripped and not very good. But it works, a bit.]
[Logan was on deck, sitting on a large wooden barrel, boots hooked on the side. He was leaning back against a wall, arms over his knees, hood up and eyes staring from the dark inside the cold coat. This was bullshit. The cold NEVER bothered him. Ever. Yes, it was different to start. He could deal, but now it was... cold.]
[He spent years in Canada in the SNOW on a HILL and was FINE. Here and now? He was still putting off heat like normal, but he felt the chill in his metal bones.]
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It is way too freezing for my liking! I just want to be back on that beach, already!
*She nods at his chest and smiles*
You look different when you're fully dressed.
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PICK A DATE, any date
This, though. Nothing seems to work. His teeth are permanently set to chatter nonstop because it's freaking cold.
So wherever you find him, he's got a blanket wrapped tight around his shoulders and is probably pretty grumpy.]
But....Why. 15th
But it really wasn't working. It just made her feel more cold. Feeling her lips moved as she shivered she knew that it wasn't working, but so was just so cold she couldn't get up to move. So looking up she spotted another.]
Ri-Riku... Yo-You're co-cold to?
[Even speaking was getting rather hard.]
'Cuz any date is good! 8D
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17th To Be Different
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Any day
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Any date B| 18th?
o7
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Late on 15th - Everyone Come Join Her!
Alcohol. Selphie knows enough about alcohol to know that it feels warm if you drink it, and if you drink enough of it, you can stay warm. So she's in the galley, with a bottle of rum and a glass of apple juice in front of her. The rum is poured into the glass, but this time there's much more rum than juice, and she usually drinks it the other way around*
Okay, rum. Let's get warm!
*She raises her glass in cheers to herself before taking a large gulp. It burns, and doesn't taste great, so she pulls a face. But maybe if she just keeps on going, it'll get much better*
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Um.... What are you doing exactly?
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any date
She's confined to one side of the deck, standing with her arms crossed as she's looking out over the ship. Too cold to do much anyway]
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[Even Namur's found ways to bundle himself up but it's clearly something he isn't used to doing. And it's not like anything is made to fit him, either.]
Damn, it's cold.
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12/16
Key word being 'running'--he's doing laps around the ship in an attempt to keep warm. And...it's not really working too well so far, but he's trying it anyway, because curled up under a blanket in his room wasn't working either. SOMETHING has to.]
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[The cold is making him pretty distracted, as he's concentrating on being warm and doing his duties, so anyone nearby won't be noticed unless they speak up. Very unlike Aya to not notice anyone aboard.]
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Any Date
[Wet and cold.]
[As a phoenix, he is a bird made of fire. Ergo, he should never have to feel either. Water shakes off and fluffs him off when in the appropriate amount, and cold was long since a thing of the past.]
[Or reserved for seastone, but whatever.]
[Only now Marco was cold.]
[So he did what any rational phoenix would do: he build himself a nest of embers and ate hot coal.]
[No really.]
[Seeing as that didn't work either, he started seeking out anything and anyone to fix it. Maybe he had seastone hidden somewhere under his skin.]
[Maybe -- perish the thought -- he was just getting too old.]
[No wait, phoenix. It couldn't be that.]
[He hopped about the deck chirping angrily: I HATE COLD I HATE COLD I HATE COLD.]
[And then just gave up and started stealing anyone's warmth from their necks. Want a phoenix scarf?]
Later on the 15th
Come with me.
[His tone is strained and a strange mix of confusion, anger and fear.]
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any day B|
<3
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Um, 17th
17th it is
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Halfway through the week or something!
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Any Time Any Day
Over for a visit!
[As promised in a previous conversation, Robin has indeed come over to visit the Spade Pirates' ship. She rubs her hands over her arms and smiles to see Thatch bustling around the deck. Deftly, she sneaks up behind and wraps her arms around his waist. The cold has a cure, after all.]
They say your face can get stuck a certain way if the same expression is held for too long. It'd be a pity if yours were to stay looking so utterly miserable.
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Deck, some afternoon
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