Just Gotta Keep Sailin The Quartz

[allendsmeat]

Who: Straw Hat Pirates, possible Bloody Roses Pirates
Where: Sailing log from 7/7- 7/10, Isla de Quarzo Rosa 7/10-7/12
What: The first leg of the race
Warnings: The usual
Status: Semi-open to the Bloody Roses.



Pls date your threads.

Bloody Roses, how close we're sailing is up to you guys though probably not enough to just casually swing over without some ability. However, feel free to come encounter us at any time on the island!

Straw Hats, enjoy the veggie rain! Also remember our NPC pirates are Mama's Bone Boys who will attack us intermittently throughout the journey and send spies on board. Let's save the major boss battles til the finale, though, shall we? But otherwise, have fun!

Comments

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[yourotherleft]

[Zoro is always up late. He doesn't sleep much. But if someone else is on watch, that leaves him free to see what else is going on while most of the crew sleeps.

Celestia's current activity is more than interesting; even knowing her powers, it's not every day she has energy swirling around her like that. And how the hell does a pony write, anyway? She's too fascinating not to bother.]

...ah. Hey. Everything all right?

[letteropener]

[She starts when he speaks, not out of guilt but simply from having her focus disturbed. Moving for what feels like the first time in a very long time, she gathers the energies up into a ball, which she carefully sets above and in front of her as she looks to Zoro.]

Yes, everything is quite all right. And with you?

[yourotherleft]

Yeah, fine.

[his eye follows the ball, though]

What's that?

[letteropener]

Magical energy. I am conducting research and experimentation into various spells I think might be of aid to us. It is hard going with only my own learning and memory to rely on, but that is hardly a reason not to try, is it?

[yourotherleft]

Oh. So, self-teaching. Training. [he can get behind that] Figure out anything interesting?

[letteropener]

I think it's not quite the same as that, but I see what you are saying.

[Celestia carefully unravels the ball, leaving four long strands of energy pointing in four directions like a compass rose.]

What I am discovering is that I cannot make a spell of navigation, at least not by the methods I remember.

[yourotherleft]

[he moves to lean against the mast, watching with interest]

No? Huh. That's weird. Normal compasses work here, it's not like it's the Grand Line. Think it's like...I've heard other people say their powers don't work the same here.

[letteropener]

The compass spell works fine. But I cannot place our position on this map relative to any other island. Whether this is a flaw in my spell or due to some magical law here, I do not know, and that is what I am trying to establish.

[yourotherleft]

Hmm. Yeah, that'd be a problem, wouldn't it? I should probably let you work on that. [it all goes over his head, really]

[letteropener]

Truth be told, I would appreciate the company, if you are willing to stay, I work at night to keep certain... unrestrained members of our crew from interfering with my spells. [HE knows the ones] But I don't fear that you'll tamper with them.

[yourotherleft]

[he smirks because he knows. Yep.]

I suppose somebody's gotta keep watch overnight, in case the other ships racing us decide to make trouble.

[he takes his swords from his hip and sets them aside before finding a place to curl up and sit, and watch]

[letteropener]

I would make them regret it, you know. I think you can trust anypony on the ship that far, even those of us more peaceful than your usual crew.

[yourotherleft]

I have no doubts. Not about any of you. I mean, it's just a race, but those assholes from the Bone ship have already proven they're willing to start shit, so who knows what else might happen.

[letteropener]

Oh, have they? I will keep a closer eye out, then. I do wish I could shield the ship better, but I haven't quite worked out how to keep it mobile while doing so...

[yourotherleft]

Yeah, a handful tried to sneak on board the other night. Me and Luffy took care of it so nobody else had to get woken up.

...a shield. What, like a bubble around the ship?

[letteropener]

Oh dear.

[Was it after she went to sleep, or had she simply been so engrossed in her research she had missed it? Maybe she's been letting herself become too lax...]

Shields are not my specialty, but I know how to cast the spells. You have the image correct.

[yourotherleft]

Ah. And no idea why it won't work, huh?

Maybe you just need to train more. [his solution for everything]

[letteropener]

Oh, I know why it won't work. A shield spell is comprehensive. It allows a certain amount of light through, but not other things -- like water or wind, which are important to the sailing of a ship.

[yourotherleft]

....oh. Yeah, that's kinda important.

It's just as well, we've got enough people on board who can fight off any attack. It's the stuff we can't control that bothers me.

[letteropener]

What in particular are you thinking about? [Humans tend to believe things like weather and seasons and celestial bodies are 'stuff they can't control'. Celestia has learned that a lack of magic gives them an interesting viewpoint on things she considers commonplace.]

[yourotherleft]

Y'know, like...getting turned into kids and stuff.

[the real out of control things]

[letteropener]

Most of those have not been so bad.

[Most. They both know exactly which one Celestia considers to have been absolutely repulsive.]

I hesitate to tamper with those with magic because they have not been permanent, and I don't wish to cause greater problems.

[yourotherleft]

Permanent or not, it's still a pain in the ass. What if something like that happens right before someone attacks us, or a kraken decides we look tasty?

[letteropener]

Have any of those events actually swept up Luffy, yourself, Sanji, me, and Elsa simultaneously? [She can't think of any, and even the ones that engulfed the whole ship, such as the giddiness, had not impaired their capacity to fight.]

[yourotherleft]

[don't make him think, thinking is hard. He closes his eye and mulls it over for a while.]

If it hasn't...doesn't mean it can't happen.