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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]
Oh yeah, I'm Sabo. Just got here yesterday.
[video]
The Guide's got a lot of basics, everything you generally need to know. There's a lot more specific information about what's going on out of this barrier which doesn't exist there. [Mostly because it's all sensitive and this network is tapped] Plus, you know, some basic things like organizations, it doesn't necessarily list all the shops or landmarks, or the wildlife.
If you're at the beach, there's a teleporter in the little fort behind the giant mostly glass house which isn't that far from the docks, that'll get you in town. Unless, of course, you want to risk going out to sea anyway. [...Which she's not against]
[Video]
[He listens to the rest with thoughtful silence, until she mentions the teleporter. And the secretly-excitable ten year-old boy just dorks out.] There's a teleporter?! Like, a machine you can get to places in a blink of an eye?!! Oh man, I gotta see that... [After a few moments, he's calmed enough to add,] Well, I do want to see just how far this sea goes myself, but that won't be today, I guess. If I'm really stuck here, there'll always be another time to check it out.
[Video]
She crosses her legs under her, lifting the book up to focus on her face] There is a teleporter, my chief of Sciences bui-- well he made the technology that makes them work. The frame of the one for the beach was built by Sokka. [Give him is props] But as for my SOS-Brigad, what don't we do?! The state purpose of the Brigade is to ensure people have meaningful lives while within this barrier, and to that end we'll tackle social gatherings, interpersonal problems, and anything between. If you have some trouble, we'll handle it or differ you to someone better suited in a rare [or mostly violent] instance where that comes up.
One of the boats out on that dock is also ours.
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Wait, one of those bigger ships? But you said the sea's cut off, and there's no sense of having fishing boats here. Is that like a cruise ship or something?
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