Humblebraggin' all up in here (?)

[om_nom_namur]

Who: Spades and Sabers and NPCs
Where: En route-> Humildad -> en route to Port Chance
When: 7/21 - 7/31 maybe?
What: GOTTA BE HUMBLE. And maybe get a token.
Warnings: The usual. Pirates and Ninjas and Wizards and Benders OH MY!
Style: Whatever just tag it. ;)
Status: OPEN

Humildad on the island registry
Info for whoever gets the token

Date your threads and have a blast!

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Namur Catchall

[om_nom_namur]

A- En route to Humildad, Namur can be found doing his usual things. He's on the galley crew this month, so he'll be helping out there, washing dishes or sharpening knives or maybe just enjoying a cool drink after a job well done.

B- Humildad proper. Come wander through town with him and be weirded out by the intense levels of humility, real or implied.

C- Well.

Shit.

Via Journal; Private to Spades & Sabers--Open to Action!

[hiken]

[Ace decides to choose his words correctly for the moment. Seated atop a rock-face outside of one of the villages on the island, he pulled out his journal and decidedly tried to keep his voice calm rather than filled with murder.]

Spades. Sabers. The lady in charge of this lousy island, Humildad, made it so I can't reach my crew or my ships no matter how hard I try.

I'm not a smart guy. I leave that thinking to my crew. I only know how to do a few things for sure.

However, I know when I'm being stolen from and when I'm being insulted. So--I need you to figure out how to end this curse. If, in 24 hours, this curse isn't undone or you guys find a way around it for me, I'm gonna take away that lady's pride and break this island. I'm givin' you 24 hours so you don't get caught up in it and those locals don't, either. Get out to the water and you won't get caught up in 'Emperor'.

[Ace punctuated his silence at the end by standing up on that tall peak, one hand raised as he began to gather flames into the air, creating a miniature sun. He would spend the day, and then that night, stabilizing it and concentrating it.

Overall, he appeared unnervingly calm, here.]

[wheremygillsat]

Ace...

[He huffs, unable to think of good words to say what he wants to say. Finally, he settles for just spitting out the first things that come to mind.]

We'll find a way t' break the curse, a'ight bro? Y' gotta believe in us. Trust us.

'Sides, 's gettin' kinda cliche blowin' up islands, y' know? An' there's a hell of a lotta people here that don't deserve their houses an' all their shit gettin' blown up. Think Pops'd be down with that? Kickin' people who're already down jus' cuz they happen t' be stuck livin' somewhere that don't agree with y'?

[hiken]

[That was weird. Namur didn't sound quite normal, but Ace still knew who it was. He kept his hand pointed at the sky, not flinching for a moment.]

Namur, it'll be fine.

[He didn't need to press any further than that. The fact was, Ace was angry beyond recognition, but his problematic pride got in the way despite it. He repeated the same words that were making their situation worse:]

You guys are the crew I chose. You guys'll stop me before I start wrecking things, right?

[wheremygillsat]

We'll try, but y' gotta be tryin', too. We all gotta be workin' together. I know y' can help us. Y' got more will in y' than all the rest a us combined. Focus it on us, 'stead a the island, catch me? If y' want us t' figure it out- use yer haki t' will it- 's gonna happen! We'll find a way t' protect the island, 'stead a destroyin' it.

[He just... has no idea how or even what to start asking.]

Over the journal (though you can bet he's lurking about)

[breakfastmetaphors]

You've given too much notice. If you take that long to get ready, you'll lose the necessary skills by then.

[He's spent much of his time on the island asleep here and there. The less of his skill he uses, the more of it he'll (hopefully) have in reserve.]

Following earlier convo...

[haruta_xii]

[She kept giving him side glances, because it was weird, seeing him like this. I mean, he’s a good lookin’ human, but knowing that it was Namur made it odd, because it wasn’t Namur. He had the features, like that smile and the shine to his eye, but... it was still odd.]

[Haruta did as she said, dressed in a green top instead of tunic that wrapped and tied at her back, a white pair of shorts with the cuffs rolled and a green floppy hat on. Her sword was still at her hip (even though she couldn’t USE it, not that she noticed yet, but her pride in her swordsmanship caused her to miss her skill]

Okay, okay, okay, so this round? On you. Not me. Bet you thought I would say it was on me, but that’d be a lie.

[hiken]

...You know what this place is doin', right? It made you weird, didn't it? It's--

[He had to sit down, his hand still burning and building up the sun despite it.]

Every time I think 'They can handle it', I feel more and more like you can't. That lady's taking away how much I believe that!

[hiken]

I'm losin' somethin' much more important than that.

What use is anythin' I have if I've got nobody to protect it with?

[It was his enormous pride and love for his crew that was spoiling everything in the first place.]

[wheremygillsat]

Oh hell we don't even know if that goddess story is shit or not. Ain't even temples or shrines or whatever. Damn it. [He takes a big breath of air, then lets it go in a huff.] Either way yer spirit's stronger'n hers. An' the island's. Y' can break it an' not hurt the people here, catch me? Y' seen their faces, they're prisoners too. Think a ways t' set 'em free without takin' their homes, maybe? An' don't even think 'bout the rest.

[hiken]

She caught me off guard. [He was messing around, trying to yolk it up with the boring natives until he was asked a question about his crew and then--bit by bit, everything started to get less and less impressive.]

I don't know what the hell it is, but the more I fight, the more I'm losing. All I'm good for is fighting! How am I supposed to get how to fix this?

Natsuno Catch-all!

[reluctantjinrou]

A

[While they are sailing, Natsuno can be found doing the usual things on board, practicing his sword swinging, hiding in the crow's nest or helping out with whatever various chores need doing.]

B

[Humilidad: At first, it's not that noticeable that things are different here, but the longer they are there, the more things begin to change. He finds it difficult to swing the sword. Early in the visit, his fangs come out and he can't retract them, much to his annoyance, but just as he is a werewolf in his world, by the end of their time on Humilbad he truly loses some of his human look when he spouts lupine ears, poking out of the mess his hair has become.

If anyone has a stake, he'd appreciate it right about then. He may be looking for a hat with which to hide the embarrassing ears.]

C - Marco

[Tuesday, the green mist surrounded them that morning. Although it was strange and Natsuno wondered what was going on with it, at least there were no immediate effects. It wasn't until he descended the crow's nest for breakfast when he comes across Marco. Without really noticing or thinking, the next thing he knows is that his hand is locked in the other man's.]

Umm...

[Well this is awkward.]

C

[fierybluebird]

[Deadpan.]

Sweetheart.

[reluctantjinrou]

I didn't mean to!

[He blushes lightly because it is awkward and embarrassing and excuse him Marco while he tries to pull his hand away.]

[fierybluebird]

[Pfffft. Cute.]

[Marco just grins lightly.]

Couldn't resist, eh?

Well, I can understand that. [Opens his hand to try to shake Natsuno's off.... huh.]

[reluctantjinrou]

It's not like that, really! I think something weird is going on again.

[It really ought not to surprise him at this point.]

Action

[fierybluebird]

[Marco doesn't know what to say. At first he didn't think anything could be worse than losing his entire phoenix half, but now he doesn't care as much about the tattoo on Ace's back, or the fact that Ace considers Marco his first mate, or... things that ought to be important.]

[They're still important if only out of sheer stubbornness though, so Marco, completely stuck as a human joins Ace and just quietly sits with him.]

Captain.

[fierybluebird]

I'm too tired for this.

[Opens the hand again and just...]

[Yeah no, he gives up.]

[And drags Natsuno to the galley to look for solvents.]

Vinegar, yoi. [Plz don't be allergic because both hands are about to get splashed.]

[reluctantjinrou]

[It's alright, Natsuno will go along willingly.]

I guess I should apologize for this mess.

[However it is they find themselves attached.He holds still when their hands are splashed and when Marco is done that he tugs on their hands in an effort to help separate them.]

[fierybluebird]

Eh. [Marco's burned out on emotions between dealing with the ever volatile Ace, a humanified Namur, a messed-up-hairless-bald Thatch, and his own lack of flying. So really, what is there to apologize for? But he's learned from Ace that simply saying that seems to make it worse, so he won't.]

[He reaches for a knife, and pauses.] Can you still regenerate?

[reluctantjinrou]

[His eyes widen a little, he's never tried to push the boundaries on that.]

As...as far as I know.

[He braces himself. He's not particularly proud of any of his vampire skills, so more than likely they are unaffected.]

1/2

[fierybluebird]

[Well, no time like the present Natsuno!]

[Marco just quickly slams the cleaver down where their hands are glued--]

Action

[hiken]

[Ace held his breath. He felt Marco get closer and closer, almost confident that nothing was going to happen. He got his hopes up.

He smiled, looking at Marco and opened his mouth to--]

Mar-- [Before, of course, he was yanked out of the air at the speed of sound, hurled across the island and into the base of one of the mountain ridges.]

2/2

[fierybluebird]

[But it seems to hit steel, completely immovable to even try to pry their skin apart. Marco's eyes narrow, then he just rolls them and tosses the cleaver in the sink.]

It would seem we're stuck like this yoi.

[In case that wasn't obvious yet.]

[And a deadpan drawl.] I suspect any further attempts to pry it apart will only result in other things getting stuck.

[Vaguely smells the hands and all their vinegar-y glory :|] This is officially the worst island in all the history of islands, yoi.

Action 1/5

[fierybluebird]

[Holy fucking what the shit?]