Friends are the family you choose

[hostclubshadowking]

Who: Antoinette crew and others (mostly non-combatants who have joined temporarily)
Where: The Antoinette
When: Jan 20th-28thish
What: Crew shenanigans, both light-hearted and serious, while the rest of the ships prepare for and do battle with the witch.
Warnings: Possible strong language, will amend as necessary
Status: Open to those on the Antoinete


The Antoinette is a strange ship to be on. The (wise) decision was made not to go into battle, so it has been offered as a safe haven for those unable or unwilling to join the fight against the witch.

The air of light-heartedness found might, at times, feel forced, and it is a bit. The residents have only their morale to keep them going, so that's what they rely upon.


(Please feel free to either reply to the subject headers provided or make your own! This is just a general mingle log for anyone on the Antoinette. If your character is a non-combatant who wouldn't want to go into the fight or someone injured and unable to join the fight, Kyouya has publicly offered passage, so feel free to handwave being there.

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ARRIVALS

[hostclubshadowking]

[For all those coming to the ship, if you want to thread out first impressions of the crew, etc.]

MEALS

[hostclubshadowking]

[Because people bond over food. In accordance with someone's slight delusion of being a proper 'family,' he crew tries to eat all at once around a collection of tables pushed together, rather than individual tables.]

[haruhi_fujioka]

[Haruhi is following through on her promise. She focuses on cooking the meals, using the fish and other "treasures of the sea" to make rather tasty - though not fancy - meals. Feel free to give her suggestions - she needs as many ideas as she can get with the crew growing - or come back to chat with her.

Keep in mind that she is looking far more like a boy than she did when she arrived. The clothes she chose are incredibly gender neutral and she doesn't have many feminine curves to begin with.]

[hostclubshadowking]

[And the second night they're back on the ship, she has company in the galley.

This world is unpredictable. People come and go, people get hurt. So, it's increasingly important to pick up skills he didn't have before.

Which is why Kyouya Otori gives a slight sort of bow before he says:] How can I help?

[haruhi_fujioka]

[Seeing him is a surprise, yet not. Kyouya is a hard worker and she knows if something happens to her, he is likely to be the one cooking again. Thus she motions him over and shows him how to make a simple, yet filling stew.]

None of these are complicated, which is good. You won't have to think much if you're cooking again after a long day.

[breaks_pots]

[Link had been brought over from the Charming Murderess because his right leg was broken. It was currently bound in cloth with a hard board on either side of it. He could walk with the help of a crutch and well, a 3ft tall boy didn't take up much space, so he'd found his way to the Mess and had sat himself down in a corner on top of a crate. His right leg was propped up, sitting straight out, while his left dangled over the side. He kicked it every so often while he watched Haruhi.

He'd been entirely silent for a good forty minutes before he spoke a single word in his soft voice.]

Apples.

[haruhi_fujioka]

[She feels downright awful when she sees his leg. How had he broken it? She wants to ask, but that might be prying. However when he makes such a simple request, Haruhi manages a warm smile and cuts up an apple for him.]

Here you go! Are you comfortable?

[A pause.]

What's your name?

[forward dated to after discussion with Link and Kyouya]

[princelycharm]

There was noise in the kitchen. Was it Kyouya trying to cook for them again? Tamaki slowly peeked his head into the kitchen to hopefully see if Hikaru's suspicions were right, and Kyouya was cooking vermin for their meals.

Kyouya's hair wasn't brown though. He was still hiding behind the door but he called out. "Haruhi?" She was going to cook for them. She was going to cook for him.

[haruhi_fujioka]

Haruhi was hard at work, tasting what looked like a stew. She nodded to herself and set about chopping up some herbs. When she heard Tamaki's voice, she paused, looked over her shoulder and blinked.

Where…

"Why are you hiding?"

He was so weird. Maybe he was hungry?

"Do you want a taste?" she dipped a spoon into the stew and held it out, "Be careful, it's hot."

GENERAL

[hostclubshadowking]

[The day to day life on the Antoinette. Feel free to use this thread or make your own.]

On Deck - OTA

[breaks_pots]

[Having a broken leg was terrible. Just terrible. He couldn't move properly, he needed a 'crutch' to walk at all. And most of the time he was forced to sit down. There wasn't much to do, either. Look at journal entries or out to sea. The ship was far enough away from the battle that he couldn't even pretend he could see the dark fortress on the horizon.

So he did what any bored child with a sharp sword strapped to his back would do. He started carving pictures into the wood of the deck.]

[hostclubshadowking]

You'll be repainting that when you're finished.

[His voice is stern, and his arms are crossed over his chest.]

Or tomorrow morning. Whichever comes first.

[And he damn well means it, too. Because if the wood is exposed, rot could set in. He's learned that much. Keep it clean, keep it painted and protected.]

[breaks_pots]

[Link looked up at him, not sure why it had to be repainted. But it wasn't his ship, so...]

Can I paint it a different color?

[to_theleft]

[He's not the only bored child on this ship. Hikaru doesn't go well with lack of activity or freedom, so when he sees the small kid on the deck, he's quick to investigate. He'll just stand behind the kid for a bit, and silently judge his artwork. On a scale of 1 - 10, with 10 being 'brilliant', roughly how good are Link's pictures?]

[breaks_pots]

[2 maybe?

Link knew the other man was there. He was aware of his approach and currently very aware of his shadow blocking his light. He didn't need much, but when he was already sitting awkwardly because of the broken leg, it was fairly annoying.

Link looked up and spoke in his soft voice.]

Please move to the side, Mister.

[totheright]

((Hmm. Kaoru raised an eyebrow, looking down at the boy with his sword, then sat down next to him in a heap.)) If you want something to draw on, I can get it for you. You know, something other than the floor of the ship.

[breaks_pots]

Is it a journal? I don't want to draw in one of those.

Whitwashing the fence is fun - OTA

[breaks_pots]

[OOC: Happens the day after this]


[Link sat on the deck, quietly and studiously painting the railing. He'd started the day before, but he could only get so far before night fall. The first thing he'd done that morning was to paint over the carving he'd made exactly as instructed to. The rest of the day was spent painting without break, Link scooting himself a few feet along once the spot he was in front of was done.

Anyone watching him might be able to notice the way his body involuntarily stiffened when Kyouya came anywhere near him for any reason. Almost flinching, but not quite that pronounced.]

[princelycharm]

[The ship's captain saw everything that happened. Kyouya explained his side and Tamaki argued his. There was a way to get your point across without having to result in physical violence.

He noticed the changes in Link that morning. He wanted to approach Link right away, but he didn't want people to notice them too much or get distracted. This was a private matter, which Tamaki shouldn't have witnessed in the first place. He didn't want to get his first mate in trouble.

So when no one was on deck, Tamaki approached link and gave him a short smile. The same smile that met him during their first meeting.]

Could I see you in my quarters?

[breaks_pots]

[Link lifted his head, smiling at the familiar, friendly face of Tamaki. He remembered the funny man. But he still shook his head 'no'>.]

I have to paint the railing.

[He didn't want to get in trouble by stopping what Kyouya had told him to do.]

A Barrel of Fun

[to_theleft]

[There's a genuine grin on Hikaru's face today; he's just convinced Tamaki that the common folk live in barrels to save space, and for the first time since getting here, he's not feeling too bad. They're off the island where there were people who apparently wanted to kill them, they're far away from the fighting, and - as far as he's concerned - they're completely safe and with each-other. He's gotten fed up with the tension around them all, induced by the worry of attack, and has made it his own mission to help everyone else let go of a bit of it too. It started with a forcibly light-hearted conversation with Kyouya about dragons, ridiculously enough, and now has turned into something much better than he expected.

To that end, he's currently trying to find Kaoru, Haruhi, and Kyouya. He's told Tamaki that he was going to fetch blankets for the commoner's barrel in order to get out of doing any actual work on it, so he has a lot of time to kill.

He'll be radiating an aura of absolute amusement, and it will probably be easy for any of the Host Club to guess that the cause is something he's done to Tamaki.]

[to_theleft]

[Continuing on from here, to get out of Kyouya's journal.]

How could anything not be, right now? [He mutters, assuming she's talking about the general everything. Man, he has a very, very long list of things that he hates about this place and that irk him every moment of every day.

He glances at her out of the corner of his eye, then puts down his knife and leans back to look at her properly.]

You can't tell me you're unaffected by all this?

['All this' meaning 'being transported to a weird pirate world where Tono seriously talks about murders and Kyouya seems to be the only thing standing between them and disaster'.]

[princelycharm]

[Tamaki comes out of his cabin whistling happily. He had a handful of pictures of himself which he found in his wallet. His really thick wallet with mostly pictures than money and credit cards in it. They were mostly pictures of himself and pictures he has with Haruhi.

Then he notices Haruhi talking to Hikaru whilst working on the barrel.]

Haru~hi..

[haruhi_fujioka]

[She hears her name and perks up, blinking in surprise.]

Feeling better?

[It's nice to see him up and about. She has been so busy with cooking meals that she hasn't had a chance to check on him.]

Good idea! <3

[haruhi_fujioka]

[She gets that much, at least. It's strange how she has come to accept their new circumstances. Yet Haruhi is someone who has weathered hard times before. Nothing quite this hard, of course, but she knows fighting it won't get her - or them - anywhere.]

I am affected. Just like everyone else. But I know we can't fight this - no matter how upset we are.

[She pauses in her own carving - a nice and simple daisy flower - and meets his gaze unflinchingly.]

As long as we're together, I'll be okay.