Trial of the Spades

[hiken]

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.

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[heartismyown]

About me? Um...

[Roxas has to stop stitching a minute and think about it. He's never been asked that question before.]

I'm Axel's best friend and I have two keyblades. I've been around for about a year now. Sora is my Somebody and sometimes I don't remember things. Axel's gonna get me a notebook to write things down again because there's a lot of new stuff going on here.

[thatched]

[not much to go on and the more he talks, the younger he sounds and the older Thatch feels. He sighs inwardly and misses the days when Ace was the youngest and they all just chased him around]

Aye, well hopefully you remember how to mend sails. [he peers over at the kid's handiwork.]

Not bad. Ready for the next one?

[heartismyown]

[Well Roxas really is young. He smiles at Thatch and nods a bit.]

I hope so! Okay, sure, I can do another one. When I was in the Organization mostly they just had me beat up Heartless with my keyblade.

[thatched]

Got a kick out of it, did you? [he really sounds enthusiastic about it. Here, have another tear to sew]

[heartismyown]

Kick out of doing missions? I don't know. A lot of them I think, I don't remember that well. It was just work. I'm not sure why I have the keyblades, or how I learned to use them. It must be Sora, I know that much.

[Roxas begins sewing, carefully.]

Namine said we were the bad guys.

[thatched]

[not surprisingly, he still doesn't have much of an idea what's going on with the whole mess. But the 'bad guys' line pings something deep in him]

And what do you think?

[heartismyown]

[He's quiet for a minute, maybe two. It might seem like he's not going to answer Thatch, but he's doing exactly what he asked, thinking about it.]

I think I...

[His brow creases.]

I wanted to destroy Kingdom Hearts. I don't know why. I wanted to find Sora. I was furious with them, and Axel and I think if I wanted to undo the work, they must have been bad. I must have been doing something bad.

[thatched]

Who can say? Time will tell what's good or bad. [he's very much a means to an end kind of guy] So long as your crewmates don't get hurt in the process, you do what you can.

[heartismyown]

I guess that makes sense. I don't want anyone to get hurt.

[He focuses on stitching for a few minutes.]

What do you do?

[thatched]

What do I do? [glance at the kid] Here or at home?

[heartismyown]

Hmmm, either one!

[Roxas focuses on the sail again being slow, but as meticulous as he can.]

[thatched]

Here I do galley work [reluctantly] And make sure the ship [doesn't go to hell] runs as it should.

[he begins to mend another tear, taking a moment to thread the needle]

At home I'm a Whitebeard Pirate, fourth division commander about a hundred men strong. We're the turret runners and the party planners of the crew.

[never give up, never turn back, leave a legacy worth having. Their motto. Also, unspoken, to have really great hair as hair was the fourth division's pride. Something that had always prickled Fossa]

[heartismyown]

What's galley work? [Roxas tilts his head, nautical terms are new to him.]

A pirate. Like here. So you like the water? What's a turret? If you're the commander, you give the orders, right? What kind of orders do you give as a pirate? Are they like missions?

[Roxas pauses to take a breath.]

[thatched]

Slow down. [he's a bit bemused by the flow of questions]

Galley work is working in the kitchen. What do you mean by liking the water? Do I like to swim on it? Sail on it? Drink it? Bathe in it? Aye to all but specifics, lad if you're going to be asking.

I don't have a frame of reference for what you mean by missions but-- [he holds up a hand to stem the flow of questions a bit] I get that you're a curious lad. But nine tenths of learning comes not from getting verbal answers but experience.

Use this more [he pokes Roxas' forehead] put together theories of why you think things are. Look around you and see what other people are doing. See what the day holds and take a guess. If you're wrong you're wrong but you can learn from mistakes, too.

[heartismyown]

[Roxas muses over that. Specifics, huh? When Thatch pokes his head he rubs it involuntarily as a response, that's kind of weird.

He pauses and tilts his head a little.]

You don't want me to ask you questions?

[Lea just asks his questions. Experiences are for people with hearts Thatch.]

[thatched]

A few, aye. But if you ask me questions that I think you can figure out, I'll just have you tell me what you think the answers are.

[experiences are for everyone who is breathing, Roxas]

[heartismyown]

But, what if I don't know the answer? Lea just answers my questions. Unless he doesn't feel like it.

[This is a strange concept.]

[thatched]

I think that once you get used to working through it, you'll be able to find answers on your own.

[heartismyown]

Hmmm, okay, maybe!

[He grins at Thatch and shrugs a little.]

[thatched]

You doubt it?

[heartismyown]

I don't know. I think there's a lot of things happening here, and a lot of people to talk to. In the Organization most of them didn't really talk to me much, just Axel.