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high_seas2013-09-17 11:07 am
wavesoakedlegs) wrote in high_seas2013-09-17 11:07 am
Entry tags:
time, the healer
Who: Akechi Mitsuhide (wavesoakedlegs) and his crewmates!
Where: The deck of the SS Mignon.
When: Today, daytime.
What: Mitsuhide finally emerges from below the deck of his new home.
Warnings: None, yet.
Style: I'm starting in prose, but tag as you wish.
Status: Open to crewmates! Feel free to set up individual locked threads as you wish, however; you can do ones that don't involve Mitsuhide as well.
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Mitsuhide had not been out of his cabin much since the ship first set sail; he had certainly not been above deck for more than a few moments, keeping to himself except for those times when he needed to talk about the ship and its supplies. There had been plenty of tasks to throw himself into that needed no interaction with others, so even those moments had been few.
Today when he stepped out into the air, however, Mitsuhide walked to the ship's edge and stopped there. His long hair was loose and flowing behind him in the wind as he stared out across the ocean, silent and without any apparent practical intent in what he was doing.
One couldn't hide away forever, and there was an incredibly long task ahead of them (to say the least). Mitsuhide was uncertain about so many things, but this search for that which might return people back to their homes at least gave him a goal while he tried to work the rest out.
Raising a hand, he drew a strand of hair between his fingers and idly twisted it between them as his gaze swept over the waters. Today, perhaps, he would take one step forward.
wavesoakedlegs) and his crewmates!Where: The deck of the SS Mignon.
When: Today, daytime.
What: Mitsuhide finally emerges from below the deck of his new home.
Warnings: None, yet.
Style: I'm starting in prose, but tag as you wish.
Status: Open to crewmates! Feel free to set up individual locked threads as you wish, however; you can do ones that don't involve Mitsuhide as well.
Mitsuhide had not been out of his cabin much since the ship first set sail; he had certainly not been above deck for more than a few moments, keeping to himself except for those times when he needed to talk about the ship and its supplies. There had been plenty of tasks to throw himself into that needed no interaction with others, so even those moments had been few.
Today when he stepped out into the air, however, Mitsuhide walked to the ship's edge and stopped there. His long hair was loose and flowing behind him in the wind as he stared out across the ocean, silent and without any apparent practical intent in what he was doing.
One couldn't hide away forever, and there was an incredibly long task ahead of them (to say the least). Mitsuhide was uncertain about so many things, but this search for that which might return people back to their homes at least gave him a goal while he tried to work the rest out.
Raising a hand, he drew a strand of hair between his fingers and idly twisted it between them as his gaze swept over the waters. Today, perhaps, he would take one step forward.