Kaze breaks into Malik's house, on his birthday, yelling about bread??
Nabe has determined it's time for consequences. The breadbug is the first target, followed by Kaze himself.
Is anti-tank weaponry overkill for a single breadbug? Probably, but changing weapons takes time.
Annoy Malik Day || Continued from [ X ]
@kingdom-of-mxginica
The appearance of the crow fae was noted as the Wind abruptly stopped his "search", turning to face potential danger. And a potential danger it was, indeed.
How did she get.. all those armaments in here at a moment's notice..? So, his hunch had been correct. There must have been some teleporting at play.
(The breadbug was, thankfully, smart enough to escape in the momentary confusion - though it sure did not go unnoticed.)
"Crow." The gunslinger addressed the woman, ocean orbs narrowed. As it was, he was mere seconds away from being blasted, but he was willing to take the risk. "It may be your bread that is teleported next. Are you truly picking the correct fight?"
"These Seven and I share the same Master--the very Master whose Eye has been gouged out. No matter which part of the world and regardless of where it is moved, I can point to the direction of the Eye as it would be in real time. Or any object as long as it is asked of me, precisely and concretely.
"This includes seven Keys of St. Emilio, hidden around the World to keep the locker in which the Eye has been kept. Even if the Sins of the Sea find the Eye, they would not have access to it as long as it's safely locked. They'll need the Keys first. And if I am in their possession, I can tell them where they are."
A crow perched on a branch above the brown-and-green haired woman. The corvid seemed to crane her neck to try and look at what she was doing, before finally... Speaking?
"What doing? Art?"
"...Mh?" Well, she heard someone talking, although she couldn't pinpoint the voice. Solita looked up from her sketchpad, glancing around with confusion. Wasn't Deity- didn't sound like them. Was she finally and truly losing her mind now?
The Drifter tilted her head up, looking at the bird that was settled above her. Well, the voice did come from above but... "That wasn't you talkin', right?" She asked as if a crow of all things could answer. There'd been stranger things that'd happened, and this was the only answer that seemed plausible.
As much as Guy wants to avoid having to submit the whole Crew to the Master for punishment for thoughtlessly killing Phoebus, his attempts at raiding souls solo ended up with him shot in the head, thereby partially blinding and paralyzing him. Captain Frascona and Abena find Guy just in time for the decision to either raid or be punished. But they still have to approach the Master, as the Crew is in a state unsuitable for much of anything, let alone a raid.
Guy winces at the sight of Giovanni, who seems to be bruised up but otherwise still on his feet. Though he gasps as he sees Ruixiong and Rashid with what is left of his good eye. "Aah! What happened to them?!"
"Lots of things. Ruixiong ran off to do his own thing and got himself injured… then injured some more. And Rashid…
"The less we talk about what happened to Rashid, the better." Frascona waves over to Giovanni. "Do you have the conch?"
"Yes, Captain…" Giovanni says as he holds up the conch used to call for the Master--the same one Guy watched him use some nights ago. Though now, it is not made of gold.
"Good. Help me settle Guy with Rashid and Ruixiong. I'll do the talking with the Master. He'll surely be greatly displeased with what I allowed to happen to my Crew."
"But… you didn't allow this to happen."
"I did not, no. But I am still your Captain, and I am responsible for you all. I am taking full accountability over what happened to you all here."
Guy wanted to cry on the spot as he is placed next to Ruixiong, unconscious from blood loss, and Rashid, fully dead. "I'm sorry, Captain! I'm truly sorry! I'm sorry for everything! I really am, I'm so very sorry!"
"Guy. Stop. You did enough. Demonia, set sail as far from land as you can. Until there is nothing to see in the horizon."
The floorboards and hull of the ship groan as the sails unfurl and the anchors are aweighed. And once the galleon is far enough…
Frascona blows onto the conch, a different sound from what Giovanni made as the conch's material shell fogs in the Captain's hand. This time, the sea merely opens as the Devil's Locker is revealed once more, with pillars of the sea surrounding the ship like walls as opposed to dragging it down.
Guy looks upon the waves with confusion as the ship remains on the surface. He turns to Giovanni, awaiting an explanation.
To which Giovanni obliges. "Because he is our Captain, Josep is supposedly the only one who should be using that conch to beckon the Master upon us. The Master knows it's Josep because he's using his Gift to call upon him. When I use my gift, the Master knows it's me... and I would be making my secret monthly reports.
"I didn't have to use a conch to call the Master. When I ran off, he found me on his own..."
"The Master has different ways of tracking souls. I observed these ways wax and wane too. I'm not sure how. If by the moon, as the tides do, or not....
"Or he could tell your soul was dying. And wanted to be there when it does."
"All of this happened because I ran off like a child from stupid, stupid words winter of last year..."
Giovanni reaches for Guy's hand. He squeezes it tight.
"Everything should be over soon. Because this is Josep calling upon the Master, his approach should be different."
"Tell me the Master won't lash out at him like he has at you. It's not fair. Even if he's our Captain."
Oh, oh dear. It would seem that the current turmoil in the waters has thrown the poor bird off balance. Nabe does not have sea legs, she's not a sea-faring creature, she fell out of her nest and is now making the saddest, most pathetic noises she can muster.
Someone pay attention to her she's suffering.
"Ohhh!! Oh, dear! Sweetie, don't try to fly off, the winds are too dangerous!!" Abena then attempts to firmly hold Nabe by hugging over her wings to secure them while keeping herself steady while the ship rocks against the waves. She makes her way below decks to one of the hammocks, setting the crow there and even adding some extra blankets for extra warmth and security. As the hammock is freely dangling, Nabe should be less affected by the ship's turbulence.
"There, there, sweetling," Abena says as she strokes the bird's head down her back. "I know it's scary right now, but that's just the ocean for you. La Demonia won't sink. She keeps up safe." She then knocks on the nearby wall.
The ship responds with a rhythmic knocking on the wood.
She appears out of nowhere, menacingly brandishing her wrapping paper tube.
Rui's about to get bonked.
Oh, Ruixiong has no idea.
"Ohh, hello there, Nabe! You wanna play swords?~" He levitates a paper tube over to him without touching it. While still not handling it directly, he swings it lightly to tap onto Nabe's paper tube as though they are crossing swords. "Let's play!~"
