Who: Everyone who is fighting in the battle to kill the witch.
Where: The Black Fortress in the East
When: Jan 24th-25th
What: The grand battle to get back what you have lost, get revenge for what was taken, and avert disaster.
Warnings: Language. Death. Victory. Defeat. True love. Miracles.
Style: Text or prose
Status: Open to all

( ...into the fray )

Who: Crew of the Charming Murderess
What: General crew log for January
When: January 4th onward.
Where: On the ship, on the sea, and probably beyond.
Warnings: Who knows so far, but you have violent people on board.

( Off we go. )

[ooc - So, general crew log. Will just be putting up a general sailing log for now until we figure out more specifics of what's going down, and more threads for other purposes later on (should they head for an island or back to port or anytihng) as needed~ As always, anything we need to tweak, please give me a heads up.]

Who: The crew of the Charming Murderess
Where: Docked at Isla Empieza initially
When: December 11th to end of month.
What: General crew log
Warnings: Nothing at the moment? Will update accordingly if need be.
Style: WHATEVER!
Status: Closed on ship unless invited by a crew member, Open in town. Because it's an open area anyway, so... yeah? May be sailing later on? Depending on what crew decides on.

( Well, that was fun. )

Who: Uchiha Buttface Sasuke and the kindly crew of the Charming Murderess
Where: Deck of the Charming Murderess
When: November 19th
What: A really grumpy ninja getting dumped via Nav onto the unsuspecting deck of completely innocent pirates.
Warnings: Rudeness. Definitely rudeness.
Style: Any!
Status: Open to all crew members!

As if it weren't humiliating enough to have been forced to make a run from the unexpected number of whatever the armed forces had been (not shinobi by their movements, but trained enough), he'd been roundly lambasted for a fool by the woman whose shop he'd ended up ducking into to avoid the searchers -- but if what the girl who had called herself a 'Precure' was right, then not everyone in this world was a construction of genjutsu. It was perhaps less that Sasuke was inclined to spare lives, though it was certainly a waste of a chakra reserve that continued to deplete more rapidly than was normal, and more that there was a possibility of useful information from a real person than a piece of the illusion.

If it weren't an illusion, as the shopkeeper had insisted ... that was an idea he had no time to contemplate before he'd found himself unceremoniously shoved into something she called a 'Nav' and, in the next moment, stumbling into a completely different place altogether.

There had been no reverse-summons seal that he'd seen, no exchange of blood for a kuchiyose, just a moment of being in the dim light of the shop and then sunlight full in his eyes, forcing him to roll into a defensive crouch before he'd even fully processed his location on ... the deck of a ship?

Depleted as it was, his chakra flared in alarm at the realisation that not only was he at sea, but he wasn't alone.