Who: Everyone in the draft
What: Day 1-2 of the draft
When: August 25th to August 26th
Where: OUT ON THE OPEN SEA
Summary: It is a good day. You're out on the open ocean enjoying the salty sea breeze, and suddenly- OH SNAP, BATTLE STATIONS...
Rating: Various! PG for violence at the least.
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I'm sailing away set an open course for the virgin sea )
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I've never seen a skill like that before.
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It's a power from my world - the Celestial Brush that wields the power of the thirteen brush gods. That one was part of the Greensprout skill. [She jumps away, right as an arrow hits where she was kneeling, and draws a single line, horizontally, with the calligraphy brush topping her sword's hilt. The ink hardens like a blade, and strikes the archer with one blow.] That's powerslash, the rat god's skill.
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Brush gods, hm? I've heard of a lot of gods, but not those.
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...They're from my world.
[And that's all that she'll say on the matter. Miyabi's kind of not in the mood for small talk. Plus, ow, pain, ow.]
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You're hurt! How bad is it?
((OOC: Could you remind me of how big she is? :D;))
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[Miyabi grips at her side, one eye squeezing shut in pain, and breathes out. At least that batch of soldiers were out of commission. Now she can actually take a short breather. It's not a serious wound, but it is painful. Especially since that area was raw to begin with.]
It's...it's not that bad, But it will slow me down... [And it hurts.] I'll get below deck soon. Wh-Where's the bottom? I'm not usually...on this ship.
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Alright then, how's this? [If she holds still for a moment, he'll just move over to her uninjured side and pick her up, bridal style.]
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At least she's not protesting, yet. She's too stunned to protest. No one's ever picked her up like that. That and she's actually pretty light, too, what with being so petite.]
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I'd say you're handling yourself pretty well.
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Eh?! O-Oh, uhm..w-well, I'm used to fighting demons and evil spirits back home, you see. [She clears her throat, glancing away to hide the color of her face.] Th-Thank you...for...this. I-It's not--I mean, you don't have to! I'm f-fine, really...
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It's no problem. I can't heal, so this is all I can do. After all, we have to help our injured in any way we can.
[There's the stairs. He smacks his head on the doorframe (ow) before ducking under.] Evil spirits, you said? I do something similar back home. I didn't know the job was so popular.
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Well, most of them left our glade alone because it was blessed, but venturing out past that is dangerous. The forest itself was cursed, and Kamui always was a harsh place...said to be the birth place of evil beings.
[As she keeps taking, Miyabi eventually starts feeling kind of...fuzzy. Lightheaded. Though the bleeding isn't very bad at all, she is still bleeding, and the lack of it is making her a bit weary. She rubs her head, leaning her temple against Loki's chest. Ugh, ow. Headache.]
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[At the pressure on his chest, he looks down to check her condition. The poor thing doesn't look like she's getting any better, so he hugs her a bit closer and quickens his pace. If he remembers correctly, the sick bay should be nearby.]
It sounds like it could get dull, being confined to one place like that. I hope taking care of demons wasn't your only hobby.
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Mm, no, of course not. My people are painters. We paint the gods of my homeland so people don't forget about them. The best of us become messengers of the gods - Celestial Envoys. My friend here is one of those, and I was training to be...before I came here.
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Where I'm from, most of the old gods have been forgotten, or they're treated only as characters to be studied. Your gods are lucky to have such devoted followers.
[No one paints him on walls anymore. Modern caricatures of him are almost depressing. If he had thinner skin, he'd throw a tantrum. But he'd never do anything like that. No way.]
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