loyalfirst: (Joe ☠ ...but I didn't steal this one.)
јοε gіbĸεŋ ☠ gοкаів׀υε ([personal profile] loyalfirst) wrote in [community profile] witchesreign2011-08-17 12:20 am

001 ☠ action | Fisherman's Horizon

[After a few days of being stuck in this world, Joe hadn't found much out other than what was obvious. For the most part, he and Marvelous dug up the same information, which wasn't much to go on anyway. What was clear was that they were in a school, and a military school at that. Authority, structure... neither he nor Marvelous did well with that. It was too boring... lacked excitement. And rules... they were meant to be broken by their standards.

At least the 6am wake-up call didn't bother him.

He was up and ready before the early-morning wake-up call, but he wasn't going to any classes. Of course not. Why would he? It's not like he wanted to be here, anyway. The idea of joining military again made him uncomfortable. The last time...

Well, that was then. He was a pirate now.

And he wasn't about to quit training to stay at the top of his game. So as soon as he was ready that morning, he made his way just at the edge of Fisherman's Horizon to a clearing, one that he hoped would be private. And with Marvelous' sabre. If he needed it back, he'd come find him.

With a clear head, he began to
practice.

ooc; You really only have to watch the first 30 seconds of that.]

[identity profile] too-sublimed.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
[It had been weeks since he has had any vivid dreams like the one he finds himself waking up from in cold sweat. He shivers even though he's terribly hot from the covers and unexpected visitor- Alma had found his way to his bed again.
Not wishing to wake up the other boy, he slips out of bed only to notice it was too bloody early. Knowing he wouldn't reconcile sleep, Yuu washed his face, and made a quick change of clothes before leaving his quarters.

The morning air would help him clear his mind- that is until he heard someone training from afar. Curious, the boy made his way silently to the direction of the heated battle cry and the song of blades cutting through air.

Mesmerized by the precise movements of the swordsman, Yuu stood a good distance away just to watch.
]

[identity profile] too-sublimed.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
[Yuu blinked at the swordsman's question. It didn't seem to bother the boy that he had been caught looking at the other one practice, not like it would someone with more tact.]

Hm? [Honestly and utterly confused by the man's question, the boy keeps staring, not very bothered nor concerned if he had annoyed the other.
His eyes, however, trail down to the twin blades.
]

Who taught you?

[identity profile] too-sublimed.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
Why would you need two swords for? Isn't just one all you need? [He makes his way to the older man, uninvited and oblivious to proper, social common sense.]

You're not from here either, are you? [More of a statement rather than a question. His tone verging on accusing. The man carried himself with different air- more confident. There was something in his eyes that Yuu would later, once he becomes a soldier of God, recognize as battle-hardened.]

[identity profile] too-sublimed.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
[Taking this information to heart, Yuu gave a faint nod. He has yet to master one sword alone but he was fast on his feet and quick to make observations. Swordsmanship was something he had already taken a liking to and seeing this foreigner's technique only strengthened his resolve to master this art. He had yet to put his finger on it but he was drawn to swords.]

It doesn't matter, there's no point. I'm here now and I'm not going back.

[identity profile] too-sublimed.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
No.

[A small pause as the boy put his thoughts together to word just what was wrong with this place. There were many things he didn't understand to begin with. Kindness towards a complete stranger. An outstretched hand of help he which he was offered the moment he arrived. The joy of life everyone but him, seemed to share. These simple things that most take for granted, were just completely foreign concepts to him to the point that it seemed alien.
The only people who cared for him were his makers but that was because they not loved, but pitied him for tearing him limb by limb every single day ever since he woke up in that shithole.
]

Everyone is strange. [He finally concluded, not really finding an own answer within his thoughts. Satisfied with just that fact.]

It's annoying, but I wouldn't trade it for that place,

[identity profile] too-sublimed.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
[The sudden direction their conversation took did nothing to phase him. He had yet to mention anything about where he came from and he had been only giving just enough information as he felt comfortable giving. However, speaking about swords would prove a lot more entertaining than speaking about something he hated.]

I was. What of it?
I'm a cadet at this facility and I've recently taken up swordsmanship. That is all. I'm familiar with as much as my teacher has shown me and nothing else.

It's true.

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[identity profile] makeashowofit.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 04:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Knew you would be out here.

[Marvelous tended to ignore the wake up call in favour of sleep so when he finally did emerge from bed, he noticed his sabre and his first mate were gone. But that didn't surprise him. Despite Joe no longer being military, he still did have a sense of routine and discipline when it came to training.]

My Internet died so I went to bed

[identity profile] makeashowofit.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
About nine. [He may not be an early morning person but he could still wake up before noon. Enough time to head to the cafeteria in the Garden and eat his fill.

And also grab a few things for his first mate who, if he was training early, likely skipped out on eating. Approaching Joe, Marvelous held up a bag of various breads and sandwiches.]


They didn't have chicken wings.

It's all better now.

[identity profile] makeashowofit.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[While he had eaten already...yes, most of the food was for him in case he got hungry again.]

Nah. Although they're not expecting those who just arrived to take the classes now so, we have a free pass to take their things until they start over again.

[Translation: they have some time to look for money and a ship before they get cut off from the sponsors for not doing a damn thing.]

[identity profile] makeashowofit.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 09:20 pm (UTC)(link)
A few weapons for your five sword style.

[He knew that Joe would want to practice that as well and, in battle, Marvelous needed his own sword as much as Joe did since he didn't specialize in using two guns. There always could be more stuff they wanted at that place but, for now, all Marvelous wanted was a new ship. And it didn't matter how hard it was to get it.]

Yeah. I want to get back to finding the greatest treasure in the universe. [He didn't know for certain if time stopped back in their world while they were here but, if it didn't that meant it was Luka, Doc and Ahim against Basco and the rest of Zangyack.

....He had quite a bit of faith in his crew but, at those odds, they were doomed.]

[identity profile] makeashowofit.livejournal.com 2011-08-17 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[This would be fun. Like going back to his roots of pirating from before AkaRed gave him his purpose to find the greatest treasure in the universe. Back when Marvelous was just beating up officials and taking their treasures for himself with the hope that something would be exciting.]

Then we go in and take them soon.

/ that was a highly distracting intro *A*

[identity profile] notaferry.livejournal.com 2011-08-22 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Early morning was the absolutely best time to fly -- at least, in Botan's mind it was. Everything was awakening and felt fresh, alive, rejuvenated. It gave her a moment to really awaken and start the day off right. Not to mention how could she resist the wonderful sea breezes?

Flying about, she passed a clearing and saw a glint of ... something. Swooping down low upon her enchanted oar, she came close for further inspection.]

It's preeeetttttyyyy~ *A*

[identity profile] notaferry.livejournal.com 2011-08-23 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
[Botan watched with interest. Each movement was precise, graceful, powerful, beautiful. It was intriguing to watch and reminiscent of back home in so many ways.

She had no intention of interrupting, but he had noticed her. Smiling, she gave a small wave and flew in closer.]


Hello, there. Quite a technique you have~