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sailedfirst) wrote2012-05-16 08:17 am
sailedfirst) wrote2012-05-16 08:17 am
I. Video
[Hello, Luceti! Great day today, isn't it? The sky is blue and there's a good wind blowing... Perfect day to set sail and leave this weirdass island with its weirdass wings. Which is what this particular boy is planning to do today.
That is, once he figures out how exactly in hell this weird raft works.
Sabo had woken up in the shores of Luceti yesterday, in a state of panic and utter devastation. That's what happens when the last thing you remember is having a cannon ball that will kill you on impact flying straight towards you while you're trapped in a burning ship; that you're barely out of your prison, barely grasping your freedom, and you're going to die. Then he spent several long, long minutes agonizing whether he really did survive or this is some cruel, but real crazy dream he's having right before his death, before he finally shook his head and accepted the fact he'll get nowhere just by thinking about it.
That's when he began exploring this new island he landed in, starting by having a mild freak-out after discovering the wings on his back. His familiar blue coat was folded nearby, with a weird book on top of it. So next, he fiddled with his journal, read a bit of the guide, listened a bit to other people's broadcasts, and more or less gathered three important things:
1) he's in a different world (different island, he translated, or maybe the dream world?)
2) these Malnosso are assholes
3) there's no leaving this place
Fact number 3 is very much full of crap, Sabo decided. There's a whole ocean right in front of him, isn't there? He only needs a boat and then he's out of this weirdass place. But there's no port town in the map. This Luceti Village is too far inland, so they definitely won't have ships there. Maybe there's a dock? There has to be! Where else would they put their fishing boats and how else would the villagers travel to other islands? And so with the thought, Sabo begins walking along the empty beach in search for the docks. Luckily, he and his brothers spent so much time living outdoors that sleeping under a tree-root is no problem at all (he hasn't slept a wink though).
Early this morning, he finally reached the docks. But there's only a single vessel he could possibly use. He somehow managed to steal away the said vessel from the docks and navigate it farther down the beach. But that's the extent of the distance he can manage without using the raft's engines.]
[Video]
[The video opens with a stunning view of the sea and the clear blue sky. Almost immediately though, the screen is knocked sideways, and a blond boy in a blue coat and a New Feather pants appears in the screen, bending over the inside of the raft and the sound of tinkering and muted mutters can be heard.]
[Sabo pulls himself up, wiping sweat from his face, looking at the raft with a frown.] Looks like I won't be able to sail this thing far. Not without a power source, I guess. Dammit, why aren't there any normal fishing boats in this place?! [This complaint is followed by a few curse words no ten-year old should be using. Then he turns his sight on the "horizon", eyes narrowing. He heard something about a barrier, but Sabo's not ready to believe that yet. He's not ready to be told he's trapped again.
The next words are softly spoken, barely heard against the waves on the shore.] ...I can't stay here. I need to go out to the sea.
That is, once he figures out how exactly in hell this weird raft works.
Sabo had woken up in the shores of Luceti yesterday, in a state of panic and utter devastation. That's what happens when the last thing you remember is having a cannon ball that will kill you on impact flying straight towards you while you're trapped in a burning ship; that you're barely out of your prison, barely grasping your freedom, and you're going to die. Then he spent several long, long minutes agonizing whether he really did survive or this is some cruel, but real crazy dream he's having right before his death, before he finally shook his head and accepted the fact he'll get nowhere just by thinking about it.
That's when he began exploring this new island he landed in, starting by having a mild freak-out after discovering the wings on his back. His familiar blue coat was folded nearby, with a weird book on top of it. So next, he fiddled with his journal, read a bit of the guide, listened a bit to other people's broadcasts, and more or less gathered three important things:
1) he's in a different world (different island, he translated, or maybe the dream world?)
2) these Malnosso are assholes
3) there's no leaving this place
Fact number 3 is very much full of crap, Sabo decided. There's a whole ocean right in front of him, isn't there? He only needs a boat and then he's out of this weirdass place. But there's no port town in the map. This Luceti Village is too far inland, so they definitely won't have ships there. Maybe there's a dock? There has to be! Where else would they put their fishing boats and how else would the villagers travel to other islands? And so with the thought, Sabo begins walking along the empty beach in search for the docks. Luckily, he and his brothers spent so much time living outdoors that sleeping under a tree-root is no problem at all (he hasn't slept a wink though).
Early this morning, he finally reached the docks. But there's only a single vessel he could possibly use. He somehow managed to steal away the said vessel from the docks and navigate it farther down the beach. But that's the extent of the distance he can manage without using the raft's engines.]
[Video]
[The video opens with a stunning view of the sea and the clear blue sky. Almost immediately though, the screen is knocked sideways, and a blond boy in a blue coat and a New Feather pants appears in the screen, bending over the inside of the raft and the sound of tinkering and muted mutters can be heard.]
[Sabo pulls himself up, wiping sweat from his face, looking at the raft with a frown.] Looks like I won't be able to sail this thing far. Not without a power source, I guess. Dammit, why aren't there any normal fishing boats in this place?! [This complaint is followed by a few curse words no ten-year old should be using. Then he turns his sight on the "horizon", eyes narrowing. He heard something about a barrier, but Sabo's not ready to believe that yet. He's not ready to be told he's trapped again.
The next words are softly spoken, barely heard against the waves on the shore.] ...I can't stay here. I need to go out to the sea.
[Video]
I'm Sabo, by the way.
[Video]
I dunno when he'll get back... [Norma's tone changes as well, taking on hints of sadness, anger, and bitterness.] But if you promise to take care and not crash it or something, I'm pretty sure he wouldn't't mind you sailing it. The thing needs more use now that it's hot.
[She pauses, then actually smiles.] Name's Norma.
[Video]
Yeah, I promise. Besides, like what you said, I won't be going far with this thing anyway. The most I can do is sail along the shallow waters when there's a good wind. [He glances at the raft, looking thoughtful.] He sounds like a good guy, this friend of yours. Maybe when he gets back I'll go and thank him myself.
[Video]
Yeah, he's...something else. A great guy, though a bit...hot-headed. [Man, she misses him. Stupid Malnosso.] ...You need some company? I'm no great sailor, but I'll bet I'm better to talk to than the air. And I can show you around this place.
[Video]
Well... I'd like to, but Ace said he'll come over here. I'm just waiting for him to arrive. [Oh wait, she doesn't know Ace, does she. Are you ready, Norma? Because here it goes, so very casually you might miss it if you're not careful.] Ah, Ace is that hot-headed brother I'm talking about.
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[video] - 2/2
Norma practically chokes, and leans forward over her journal. Ace was his bro--okay, Marco did say they had a bunch of brothers and sister and stuff, so that shouldn't be too surprising, but still! This guy was just a little kid! What, like...nine? Ten? She was not expecting such a little guy to be part of a pirate crew like that. No way!]
U-Uh...does this, um. What's he look like? Y-Your...brother? [Oh god, oh man, oh god.] Black hair, freckles? Beefy body, snippy attitude? Really full of himself?
[video]
Huh, you basically got him down. Except for the beefy part. He's more on the scrawny side... Well, scrawnier than me, at least. He's got to fight off the bandits and Luffy for his meals for the longest time after all. [Then it clicks.] Oh, you know Ace?
[video]
Uh....yeah. K-Kinda. I mean--maybe. [A long, drawn out pause.] How do you know him? I mean, I might have the wrong guy.
[Ahahhaa....ha.]
[video]
[Okay, just how would they know if they're talking about the same guy-- Oh.] He's got his name on this journal thing. Portgas D. Ace.
[video]
[Oh, man, he really was talking about Ace - only, from what it sounded like, a younger version of him, if she was assuming "scrawny" correctly. Norma rubs her face, trying hard to think of something, anything, to say or do. She could lie, but it'd be a moot point now what with her description before. Ugh, man, how did she get into this mess?]
Sounds like I know a different Ace than you do. [Hey, not quite a lie.] My mistake...
[video]
[But, seriously, you're worrying him. So have the little boy peering at you from the screen in genuine concern.] Hey, what's wrong? Are you feeling okay?
[video]
Just a little headache, I think. Don't worry about it okay, Chip? [Nickname achieved.] You need any help out there, you look me up, okay?
[video]
By this time though, Sabo's looking tense and nervous.] Uh, yeah... Okay. Thanks, erm--Norma. Um, hey, Ace's coming here soon. I... this isn't going to end well, I can te--um. [Ah, that's not something to tell an acquaintance about, right? He smiles nervously.] Well. Catch you later. Oh, and drink lots of water! It'll help with the headache.
[Have a glimpse of brat!Ace in the distance before the feed cuts off.]