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a ship on a ship
Who: Misaki Yata and Haruna
When: 03/08
Where: on the ferry to Palaméde
What: Yata gets on a ship to meet a ship.
Rating: PG for Yata's potty mouth
[ The wind in his hair, the smell of the sea. Yata's used to the feeling, but the crisp, white uniform reminds him this isn't home. Palaméde is but a speck to him from the deck. What will he find there? He barely knows where he is, and with too many things happening at once, he doesn't want to be anywhere else. He'd rather be back at Caissa, looking for the jerks who thought it'd be funny to bring him here.
They're gods, Hero. What can you do?
He scowls. ]
Guess they ain't turning this boat around either, huh? [ The three-legged crow perched on the bars caws in reply. ] Jeez. You'd think they'd give us a rundown before shipping us off.
[ The crow caws again and flashes him a picture of Asuna. Yata squints. ]
How do you have that? And I ain't asking her! I can't rely on her all the time.
[ Then the crow flashes a picture of... Haruna? Yata quirks an eyebrow. ]
Who's that?
When: 03/08
Where: on the ferry to Palaméde
What: Yata gets on a ship to meet a ship.
Rating: PG for Yata's potty mouth
[ The wind in his hair, the smell of the sea. Yata's used to the feeling, but the crisp, white uniform reminds him this isn't home. Palaméde is but a speck to him from the deck. What will he find there? He barely knows where he is, and with too many things happening at once, he doesn't want to be anywhere else. He'd rather be back at Caissa, looking for the jerks who thought it'd be funny to bring him here.
They're gods, Hero. What can you do?
He scowls. ]
Guess they ain't turning this boat around either, huh? [ The three-legged crow perched on the bars caws in reply. ] Jeez. You'd think they'd give us a rundown before shipping us off.
[ The crow caws again and flashes him a picture of Asuna. Yata squints. ]
How do you have that? And I ain't asking her! I can't rely on her all the time.
[ Then the crow flashes a picture of... Haruna? Yata quirks an eyebrow. ]
Who's that?
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Unfortunately, metal hurts like hell. His screams of pain and agony would have nearly pierced the eardrums of everyone on deck if it weren't for the winds of the sea muffling Yata's usual ruckus. It's honestly a miracle he's still alive — that bear felt like a cannonball. ]
Wh— AAAAAAH! So it was this bear!?