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Lemon Lime in the Citrus Sky [Dual Contract Search]

Larger even than Raiden's Eye, Port Cirrus and its sister city to the south, Kelmura, occupy natural deep-water harbors that have become essential stops for ships and caravans traveling across the known world. Congested and growing at a nonstop pace with the constant infusion of funds from international trade, the cities have become hotbeds of opportunity for wealth as well as dens of intrigue and danger, where dreams collide with nightmares.

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Lemon Lime in the Citrus Sky [Dual Contract Search]

Wed Feb 20, 2019 12:23 am

Most people thought that what it really took to be swindled was nothing more than a willingness to be blinded by a charming smile and a sweet word or two; nothing, in fact, could be further from the truth. Now, granted, desperation did tend to play into the equation more often than not, and most people knew about that dimension of things, but what a good fleecing really boiled down to was the willingness of the soon-to-be-victimized party to venture out into unknown territory, being mentored along the way by someone they haven't been given a good enough reason to mistrust. The only difference, in this way, between naivety and ambition seemed to be whether or not the opportunity that was sailing past, ready to be grabbed onto, was authentic, and woe betide those who couldn't make out a meaningful distinction. Tetsu's old boat was gone, obliterated out of his own frustration; his path to the outside world, to the dream he had of riches and of somehow climbing up out of the dirt he was born from, suddenly cut off by the village's stifling bureaucracy. What's more, his attempts to butter up the Anbu at the gates with homemade ciders and schnapps was beginning to bring up just enough heat that he felt forced to put the whole business on temporary hold. Nothing, it seemed, was destined to go his way.

Now, in this situation, you might think to yourself that the young man seemed to be shaping up as a pretty good mark to be ripped off by someone with the right sort of scheme. That wasn't entirely untrue, but there was little Tetsu could really offer a manipulator outside of raw physical labour, and he wasn't exactly going to be an easy enough catch to pull into slavery to really warrant the effort. No, as desperate as the boy was, his role in this situation was not the victim. In point of fact, the line between the swindler and the swindled could often be measured by nothing more than a degree of empathy, and those who edged out their poor competition were likely to be the first to make it up to the middle classes.

"So what kind of study is it?" The bald man asked as the two approached the chain link fence.
"Oh, nothing really, we're just looking at the local ocean wildlife to get a sense of, uhh, wildlife health in the region."
"I don't know if you're looking at inverts or fish or what, but we've got some nets and Kahle's if you need them."
"No, that's fine, I'm bringing my own." The boy responded, trying not to let the sense of confusion and concern that he was being bated start creeping up on his face.
"Well alright," The man said, pulling out a ring of keys and thumbing through them as the two now reached the gate, "And hey, it's pretty generous of you to offer to share your sampling data with us, but, you know, actually I really think I should just get Dr. Nokoru's confirmation that you guys are collaborating with us, wouldn't want to give this bad boy out to a random stranger, you know." The man said, indicating the rather nice looking ship held just out of view by the tarp draped over the metal
"Look, I get your concern," The concern that was ultimately going to be realized if this doctor turned up on site, he meant, "But you know how sampling is, gotta keep to a schedule here."

Turned out the boy's due diligence wasn't really cutting the mustard here. When he originally visited the bald scientist, he had worked quite a bit on his transformation and impression of the person, he thought, was running the lab, but a little more research would have gone a long way here, or so it seemed. "It's either I go out now or cooperate with Dr. Minosu's lab, and he's been asking to share our work for a while now." Right, that seemed to do the trick, and the padlock keeping the fence together opened with a satisfying Click.

The boat was quite the spectacle compared to the piddling rowboat he had left at the mountain pass. Must have been at least twenty feet long, with a trailer under it ready to be hitched to a wagon the boy didn't have. He'd climb up, flicking the leaves off of the tarp, digging in for several minutes to get the buckets-full of stragglers out of the corners of the ship left exposed by the wind turning over one of the corners of the tarp. With that, he was on his way, off to meet this Doi character he had met the other day. He secretly hoped the boy was capable of swimming and willing to put his heroics into action when the Tetsu inevitably fell overboard and started sinking to the bottom of the ocean. The boy was thinking, as he cranked the boat hitch up and started tying a rope to it, that he really should have conducted some kind of test of character and courage before embarking out on this adventure with the stranger.

He had given up on getting out of the country by this point, after all, which meant that the need for a companion for passport reasons was no longer really part of the equation. So why was he taking the other adolescent? The boy's inherent sense of greed was creeping up inside of him. Maybe he had no hope of catching the ancient shark he'd read about so much in the country's collection of lore; being barred from traveling abroad certainly made that option seem like a fleeting dream, but, well, maybe he was being a bit superstitious, but being told that he'd find everything he wanted by a homeless man certainly seemed like a kind of fortune telling, didn't it? In any event, if Doi was a necessary component of that fortune, so be it. The giant fins they collected from their bounty would be enough of a spectacle to the local restauranteers to fetch an enormous price. Shark fin soup was one of the most expensive dishes in the country, usually relegated to being served only at important events, and part of that had to do with the fact that there was no overlap between fishermen and shinobi here. He wasn't afraid of a simple animal though, he'd met enough people he was sure were just as vicious, and probably not as dumb, either. The ocean, now that was a different story. When the beast grabbed onto his harpoon, beginning to rock the boat, would the boy have the resolve to hold fast to it, at the risk of being plunged once more into the darkness? He supposed he would have to wait and see. If worse came to worse, he could always use the momentum of throwing the other child overboard to steady himself and stumble back into the ship.

Tetsu was sweating buckets by the time he made it out to the shore, his hands and shoulder raw from the rope. He looked around, waiting for the other boy to make an appearance, but ultimately, nothing yet really required a second body. He'd tie the boat to the dock, slowly pulling it out into the water, until the trailer came far enough down the submerged ramp that he could start walking it back up.

Well, it was finally time to wait.
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Tetsu's fear of the water (profile excerpt):
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Downward, by degrees, the transparent liquid graveyard faded from clear, to a deep green, to nothingness. Everything invisible, it seemed, when stacked deeply enough, eventually collapsed into blackness. Tetsu could feel the waves lightly lapping against his face, like an unending onslaught of hands, weakly, but surely, pulling him into the depths of that monstrous orb of night that stood waiting below him. This is it...

Before he went down, he tried to take a kind of inventory. It was a strange instinct, Tetsu's lizard brain, in the midst of panic, performing a last ditch accounting feat, trying to organize his thoughts into a kind of priority; a rapid scan of his patterns of thinking, along with his memories, in search of useful information. Automatic, it overloaded his senses, his physical body awakening to an autonomous state to overpower his own agency, as if fed up with sitting dormant for fourteen years only to be killed by a fool. This was being simultaneously overridden by the internal clock on his dwindling oxygen supply telling him to find a single memory to hold and cherish. Time was running out, and the Goddess of the abyss was kind enough to let him carry one treasured possession with him to her watery throat.

'One more time.' The voice called out to him. Tetsu saw his father coming in through the front door, looking down at the handle as he closed it, waiting there for a fraction of a second with an indescribable look on his face, like he was trying to hold his breath while simultaneously struggling to breathe. He glanced up at Tetsu with a strange and un-self-conscious look as he passed, one that the boy had some difficulty parsing out, but it immediately made him feel as if he was on equal footing with the man. Not in a good way either, but rather, in the way your employer or teacher might look at you right before asking you to help them bury a body. Goro slowed down and rested his hand on a nearby table for support. "Listen..."

'Not that one.' The accountant in his head demanded. It was too long. The boy, if he wished to savor some memory, to chew on it, it had better be the single frame of a moment, selected from the very best, for a single moment was practically all he had to enjoy it with. If he was looking for clues, there simply was no time to chew the scenery, to try to exactly understand the nature and dynamic of his father's feint expression of grief. He jumped forward, to the forest, as he pushed and waded through the thick brush, his temper slowing and cooling to the pace of long hours spent managing the continual minor annoyances that hiking through unbeaten paths through the trees came with. He gripped a branch nearby as the crumbling soil beneath his feet trickled a little further down the ravine, and tried to catch a glimpse of the parted sky between dancing silhouettes of leaves. Where was he? How much further to the shore? One glimpse of the landscape, exposed from parting branches caught by the wind, immediately oriented Tetsu within his internal map of the countryside. His father had taught him how to do that. You could say what you wanted about the man, and everyone did, but for as much as he mocked the dead and cast aspersions on all those who believed living for 'honor' meant anything at all, he would always describe the forests and mountain ranges of the Lightning Country with the same passion and attention to detail that a man who had built his own house might. He loved this country, in his own way. Tetsu looked down at the soft Earth. He saw his mother's footprint impressed within the mud.

He thought back to that afternoon. He didn't mean to hit her. His body, encapsulated by the darkness, now began to vibrate and shake without his control. His chest hurt. It was unbearable, it was literally unbearable, but he knew he would not be asked to suffer it for too much longer. He had been robbed of everything. He could hear the voices of his screaming parents ringing in his head, distorted from his own gargled screams, back in the present, as if time itself was experiencing some kind of painful schism, the burst of sound emanating from him was being soaked within the memories he could not help but to play through the panicked and wordless landscape unraveling within his own mind. Blame, and the unknown. His parents had nightly surpassed every limit of anger a person could reasonably allow themselves to succumb to without resorting to absolute violence. Grievances, paranoia, denial; all of the same conversations playing out in forward, in reverse, laced with insidious commentaries on the contents of a person's character. The object stopped being to find the truth, or to live together, or even to prove, finally, that they were more right and more rightfully aggrieved; it was to inflict deep and lasting wounds, to injure more than they had been injured. The darkness was closing in now. He looked up to the fragmented sun, and searched for an answer for his life.

He couldn't face himself, even then. He felt a deep shame for it, if this was the end. If. The words seemed to echo mockingly from the abyss below. No, this was it. There was no saviour that would come in at the eleventh hour, and he had done absolutely nothing with all the time he had been given. He thought briefly of all of the millions of people who must have come before him, scythed out of existence without a thought in their head as to what was coming, a progression from the promise of one day possessing the whole world to, suddenly, nothing; a senseless and meaningless blip into the fabric of living reality. He could see his mother's smiling face, after she had made fun of him for something. He couldn't remember what. Ryuichi was there, and they were all waiting out on the edge of the forest for their father to finally wake up and take them into town. Was this it? His last memory? It was plucked from a nearly forgotten morning, there wasn't even anything particularly special about it; Tetsu simply remembered how stunning the look of the cold sun was on the dew covered grass of the countryside, the shadows from the trees and from their house as black as the night against the crystalline shimmer of the forest, and, he remembered, the particular expressions on the faces of Ryuichi, and his mom. Something deeply contented and hopeful from his brother, but also like he was enjoying a little joke to himself involving his own overly dramatic expression. Tetsu seemed sure his brother didn't even know anyone else would be looking at him, it was his own private little amusement. For some reason, from the very pit of his stomach, he wanted to burst out crying. If only he still had control over his body.

After, in a rage, Tetsu had hit his mother and run away, so too did his mother, as a kind of melodramatic show of fear. She would get as close as she could to the edge of the Country before expecting to be apprehended by Goro, who would be chasing her desperately for fear that she would be killed trying to flea the nation without a passport. 'Everything is always about you.' His own voice called out from the abyss. 'Your own mother risks her life to escape her violent and tyrannical son,' the voice was getting closer now, and he began to see the dark reflection of himself begin to emerge from the depths of the world below, 'And you somehow turn this into a sentiment where you're the victim of her melodramatic guilt trips. It just doesn't get much more narcissistic, don't you think?' The boy could feel rage and resentment and sadness all swirling around the small world inside of him, remembering all the nights he was beaten, but even then, under the gaze of his own mocking eyes, he knew the memory was insincere, an excuse invented to give to no one, just before he died. This was the way he lived his life; pathetically. There was, however, some small amount of truth in there, somewhere, and he decided to give himself to it. 'Then why do I feel this way?' He asked, knowing that this last uncomfortable realization that he was forming would, finally, become that small morsel of life that he would end up bringing with him. One last thought to crush his spirit and fracture his sense of identity. Well, it wasn't like he needed those things any more anyway.

'I wanted to be alone.' The words started pouring out from his mind, "I hated who I was, and I wanted to blame it on someone else. I feel like I'm filled with a rage that can never be satisfied, I feel betrayed.' And Tetsu's reflection came even closer, face to face with the boy and ready to pull him into the embrace of the monster, 'And you know why that is, right?' The sadistic smile crept up the boy's cheeks as he stared up at the other dying boy, 'Who is it that betrayed you? Who told you life was going to be different for you, that you were special enough that you could sit around doing nothing and expect life to just start for you?' Tetsu stopped struggling now. '...I did.' He told himself, 'I was waiting for something magical to happen.' And after a pause, he added, "And here it is." The voice agreed, echoing, "And here it is." As Tetsu, for the first time, really looked at the immensity of the ocean around him. He thought of his father, imagined the moment when the man would hear what had happened to his son. Tetsu knew that Goro would hold onto that burden indefinitely, until it killed him. He told himself simply that there was nothing he could do about that now. He thought of his mom. He thought of her face, and knew that thinking of her in words was not something he had the time or ability to manage any more, he just wanted to remember her.

When he awoke the next day on the beach, he immediately began throwing up water. His chest and legs hurt so much that he passed out from the coughing fit and only woke again several hours later, when the sun was just beginning it's setting trajectory. He sat up with a strange feeling, his thoughts overwhelming him to the point that it felt like a calm quiet had fallen over his mind. He felt light, like something blocking the flow of his blood, of his life and fate, had suddenly become unclogged, and he thought of the boy he found at the bottom of the ocean. He knew instantly that he had unlocked something fundamental to his jutsu techniques, lost in the novelty and experience of the specific feeling of enlightenment on the topic rather than any utility purpose for it. This was the pathway to the Grandeur Phantom kinjutsu, he understood what it was now as plainly as recognizing the sky for being blue, or water for being wet. He knew, too, why it was a kinjutsu; you had to die to learn it.

Tetsu the entrepreneur
Buying the first boat
Attempting to leave the country to go fishing
Reading up on mythological creature lore, prophesy to go fish with Doi

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Re: Lemon Lime in the Citrus Sky [Dual Contract Search]

Sat Feb 23, 2019 1:35 am

Doi used his right forearm to shield his eyes from the sun’s fierce rays. He was slowly getting closer to the destination where he and Tetsu agreed to meet. It had only been a few days since he’d met the other teen, but they'd planned to go fishing upon their first meeting. In his hand was a half-eaten grilled squid skewer he’d purchased from one of the many vendors in the area. Doi took in the sights of the surrounding area as he walked and Port Cirrus was quite a lively town from what he could tell. It was a shame he’d never taken the time to come out here before on his own.
He definitely planned on coming back here every once in a while throughout the near future.

As he walked towards the designated meeting spot, Doi began to further question his motivations behind coming all this way just to fish. He’d initially agreed off of pure boredom, but what’s kept him from changing his mind? It must’ve been the allure of this ‘ancient shark’ Tetsu had spoken of. The guy made it seem really cool and Doi, even at seventeen years of age, was still a sucker for ‘cool’ stuff; not that it brought him any shame.

“Hey! Wanna’ buy a souvenir or two, Mr?" The unfamiliar voice came from Doi’s right side. He turned his head to follow the source to see that it had come from a smiling little boy sitting legs crossed on a decorative rug. Sprawled out in front of said him was a variety of small trinkets; necklaces, bracelets, pins, etc. Doi crouched down to further inspect the items. “Did you make these yourself? They all look great.” The child’s smile turned into a full on grin. “Yup! I didn’t do it all alone, though. I had my big sister help me!”

“Oh? So what are you doing out here selling souvenirs and not somewhere playing with other kids your age?”

The little boys expression began to sadden and he appeared to whisper something under his breath.

“What was that?”

“To make ends meet,” mumbled the child.


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Doi ended up listening to the child, whose actual name was Kamina, explain his unfortunate circumstances. It seemed he and his older sister had become orphans a few years prior due to the untimely deaths of their parents. Doi ended up leaving Kamina most of his pocket money, despite the kid’s refusal to receive such a gift. The child’s desire to work for what he earned only made Doi want to give him the money even more, though. Despite that, there was one item among the child’s trinkets that the teen shinobi was particularly interested. It was a bracelet made from a multitude small painted shells.

Eventually, Doi came across Tetsu at their designated meeting location and assisted in pushing the boat back out the see after exchanging pleasantries. Tetsu quickly prepared the sails and before long they were out at sea.

“So, Tetsu…” Doi spoke up while leaning against the boats railing and face upwards towards the blue sky. “This ‘ancient shark’ we’re going after... what’s up with it? I know you gave me a general idea, but still.” The teen raised his right arm to further inspect the necklace he’d bought from the kid back in town as he awaited a response.
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Re: Lemon Lime in the Citrus Sky [Dual Contract Search]

Sun Feb 24, 2019 7:41 am

"Picture this." The boy stood up in an intentionally bold stance, posing one of his hands against his hip as the other swept across the sky "An ancient beast, at least a hundred feet across. Yes," He cast a sidelong glance back toward his companion, "You heard that correctly. A hundred feet across." He repeated slowly, for emphasis, "That creature is somewhere out on the sea. There's just a rumor of it passing by Lightning Country, but I believe it has been here. You go into the town here, to the seaside restaurants, all the reputable ones serve shark fin soup, and it's expensive. It's a ceremonial dish, for important events, business gatherings, and weddings, and do you know why?" Another pause, taking in the salty air and beginning to feel like a real sailor as the wind caught the sails, "It's because these things have eaten people, and the one we're after, well, let's just say it's had it's fair share of shinobi's like us for dinner. We're gonna get those fins, Doi. We're gonna make a meal out of them, with spectacle enough that people are gonna think they're chewing on the robes of Raiden himself, and we're gonna make a fortune off it." He wanted to step up on the ledge for one more dramatic posing, but just then a particularly strong wind picked up, and the boy stumbled back, before clinging with his very life to the ledge of the boat.

It occurred to him, in this moment, that their outing might have been a slight mistake. The sea terrified Tetsu, and he caught a glimpse of himself struggling against it as if it was thick as molasses and he had an anchor tied to his ankle. That was... Rather compromising to his present company, and that dampening of morale could prove to be quite dangerous in the face of a mythical killer. "Let's, uhh... throw some chum out, I think we're far enough out." He was eyeing the other boy carefully for some kind of emotive response. Had he been found out? He reached into the backpack he had brought on board, pulling out a plastic bag full of bloody, chopped up fish. Yes, it was gross and he should have thought of some other way to carry it, but he was living in the moment here. Throwing it over board, he turned to his mysterious guest, hoping to divert some of the attention away from the fact that he was about one strong gust away from wetting his pants. "So Doi, why'd you come out here, anyway? You seem pretty... easy going." This was code, in Tetsu language, for accusing the boy of being a little bit directionless, which was mostly an accusation born out of being a bit too distracted to really pin the boy down as anything up to that point, and now feeling like he needed a bit of ammunition in the event that his crew saw his weakness, and thought it might be a good idea to host a bit of a mutiny.

Was it wishful thinking to believe that Tetsu, on his first outing, would be able to capture any shark, let alone one only fabled to make it's appearance around Lightning Country once before (at least as far as Tetsu had read)? Of course it was, so maybe he was just looking for a reason to go on a relaxing sort of adventure, contrary as that idea seemed. If the beast did come though, well. A normal sized shark could be managed easily enough, or so the boy thought; all you had to do was lure it close and spear it, all the more easily accomplished when the attacker in question had any manor of magic at his disposal to take it. A larger shark, though. That was a different matter. Hostility might be met with attempts to capsize the boat, and those attempts were likely to be successful too. They'd have to jump their way onto the back of the creature if it came to that, or else conjure up something a bit buoyant. The boy hoped his ghost dancers had a bit of fat on them, he wasn't too worried about sacrificing them to the sharks; he could always produce more. Everyone was going to get fed today.
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Re: Lemon Lime in the Citrus Sky [Dual Contract Search]

Thu Feb 28, 2019 1:13 am

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The sea. The ocean. The endless stretch of water that carried on for many miles and beyond as far as the eye could see. It had many names but it's beauty never failed to impress those who dared to embark on it's waterways in seek of adventure, gold or some other incentive they may be pursuing. Every now and then, a wave would crash into the shoreline gently the sound of the tide rising and falling almost a soothing effect to any listening ears. The boat and it's crew whomever they may be would not be shaken by the waters as the vessel managed to navigate it's way as long as Mother Nature was pleased. It was a lovely, bright, sky on the horizon with the sun glaring overhead. It was the perfect typical day for all sorts of aquatic activites as here and there, boats littered the coastline, fishermen shouting to each other, some dashing in for a swim though the sounds of village life would all but drift away as the duo and their ship coasted deeper away from the shore and into the endless grasp of the watery empire. It was vast in all it's might and demanded a degree of respect. The far-piercing cry of white-feathered seagulls could be heard from afar as they swooped low over the waves plucking ripe fish from the rivers and soaring off repeating the cycle again and again. It was like a feeding frenzy except this one had a sense of gracefulness about it..the way the birds swooped down, they were like the perfect predators.

As the outlines of the port which were mere dots in the distance now dropped from view, ahead of them, it seemed like the journey ahead would be long, all that could been was the glint of the sun on the watery surface that rippled across for miles. It was not only fish and predatory birds that littered these parts, for a much greater threat lingered deep within the depths, after all, the world was not a friendly place. As their voyage would continue, the two would soon happen upon a larger vessel, a red flag waving from it's mast as if to signal distress. There was a gaping hole in the side of the hull as if something had taken a enormous chomp out of the ship and it was leaning to one side dangerously, it could topple at any second. Several people scrambled about on the deck shouting and yelling as their vessel would approach waving their arms in a wild manner. One man, taller than the rest, he had a impressive red beard and his garbs were that of a sailor but ripped in several places, in one hand, he held a curved sword which seemed to be dull and old from several years of usage. He would attempt to call out to the Kumo-nin hoping they could hear him which with his booming, commanding tone, such a thing was not a concern."Hail, voyagers! Over here! Would two kind souls such as yourself be willing to take on this rabble of crew and myself?!"He would shout as there was an enormous groaning sound as the mast began to snap splintering in several places.

This caused a reaction among the other five members of the crew who scrambled away to the uppermost portion of the deck keen not to get in the way of the mast as it began to lean downwards. It was in this moment that nature saw fit to invoke her powers. A wave would be approaching from the starboard side of the ship and the bearded warrior who had called out to them looked at it with horror before bellowing to his crew."Reel 'er in, boys! HOLD STEADYYY!"Clearly, it seemed whomever this man was, he seemed to be the leader of this rabble of warrior or fishermen, it was hard to tell. They wielded tools of all sorts from spears to swords, one even had a bow and and floating on the watery surfaces, were crates of fish that had been thrashed and broken when they hit the surface. The giant wave crashed against the already broken vessel sending two of the men overboard and the mast careening into the water as it finally snapped with a groan tumbling into the depths.""Throw the ropes! Get 'em on board."The bearded captain would cast one final pleading look their way."We'd be forever in yer debt, strangers. I don't even know how we managed to get this far! We set out from the port over yonder and soon after, a current took ahold of us, the darned thing. We wound up here!"He spat on the wooden floorboard in disgust as two other sailors behind him began casting ropes to the ones in the water yelling and echoing.
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Re: Lemon Lime in the Citrus Sky [Dual Contract Search]

Fri Mar 01, 2019 3:27 pm

Doi attentively listened to Tetsu's grandiose explanation of the beast they were targeting. As expected, this ancient shark's exquisitely lived up to its name. The magnitude of the shark’s size and the grandness if its ferocity served to further arouse excitement inside of the teen. Yet it did also serve to further elevate his internal concern. Primarily, if this beast was a man-eater as Tetsu had described it to be, it certainly wasn't going to go down without a fight. Likewise, their boat didn't seem well suited for combat, much less fending off such an enemy. Secondly, even if the pair of youth did manage to defeat the shark, how were they supposed to bring it back? It undoubtedly had to weigh a ton based on its speculated size.

Despite this, Doi was still unaware of whether his boat companion planned to bring the whole beast back with them or just take its fins. Maybe they were too ambitious and hadn’t completely thought that part through yet. Either that or it was common sense and Tetsu just expected him to naturally catch on. Doi would be lying to himself if he said his brain was operating a full capacity at the moment, so this was entirely possible.

Once Tetsu declared they were far enough out, Doi assisted in throwing the pieces of chopped up fish out into the water. Ironically, for someone pursuing a career path where death and blood was extremely common, he in no way found this part of the fishing trip pleasant. Hands covered in copious amounts fish blood and vile goo, he quickly chose to rinse them off with a bit of sea water. He’d be uncomfortable for the rest of the shark-hunting voyage otherwise.

Afterwards, Doi went back to relaxing against the side of the boat. The soothing sound of waves crashing around the vessel was music to his ears. It was truly splendid.


Omoi Tetsu wrote:"So Doi, why did you come out here?"


"Uhhh..." A good question, although one that nonetheless bamboozled him. It was hard for the teen to think of a proper response when he himself wasn't too sure why it was that he came along. "It's gotta be somewhere in between boredom and intrigue. I was kinda' hooked by the allure of this whole 'majestic ancient shark thing, ya' know?" Doi cracked a smile."I know it's a bit childish but if there's something as spectacular as what we’re after around, I've got to see it." The teen's face turned slightly somber as he remembered the conversation he’d had with the souvenir boy, Kamina. "It's best to do fun stuff like this before everything changes. You could end up in a situation where things like enjoying yourself is no longer in your best interest before you know it." Doi went silent for a brief moment before shaking his head and releasing a deep sigh.

It was unlike him to be so pessimistic. He’d personally always found this way of thinking highly detrimental, but unfortunately found himself indulging in it on occasion. He feared what his future outlook could develop into as he walked along the tumultuous path that is life.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to be a downer there...”

The sound of yelling came from the area of sea behind Doi’s position at the side of the boat. Quickly turning his head, the teen spotted a heavily damaged boat carrying some disheveled men. These men would begin wildly flail about. It didn’t take a high level of intelligence to figure out the purpose behind their gestures was to gain the pair’s attention. A man called out to them.



Random Fisherman wrote: “Hail, voyagers! Over here! Would two kind souls such as yourself be willing to take on this rabble of crew and myself?!"


Doi’s eyes fell upon the gaping hole at the ship’s side. Proof this vast sea they were traveling must’ve been quite the calamitous force, despite its current serene nature. Doi found such an unpredictable environment riveting. There was one other thing that crossed the youngsters mind, though. Could this occurrence have had any relation to the beast they were after? If so, perhaps it wasn’t such a coincidence that they would stumble upon this group. They looked like fishermen too, so chances were they knew more about the area than the pair of shinobi did anyway. The teen turned to face his cohort. "What do you want to do? They don’t look very hostile to me.”

Doi ultimately gave Tetsu the right to choose their next course of action. It wasn’t like he was in charge of the vessel anyway.
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Re: Lemon Lime in the Citrus Sky [Dual Contract Search]

Sun Mar 03, 2019 9:32 pm

Listening to his first mate's reasoning, Tetsu realized that it wasn't that far off of his own. Yes, it wasn't as if the boy was quite as aimless and prone to fits of fancy as his crew, but did see the allure of the ancient beast. Or, more specifically, the allure of the fanfare they'd be receiving when they brought it back to the country. If he wasn't terrified by the sea, this might have made for a fun little entrepreneurial adventure too. As Tetsu was looking down at his friend as he explained himself, he went through a bit of an automatic survey of how impressionable and manipulable the young man was, and to the boy's surprise and encouragement, the situation looked good. For his own part, he couldn't really believe someone would willingly share one of their worries about where their life was heading. Tetsu considered for a moment that the other boy might be crying out for help, that he was so aimless that he would willingly expose this vulnerable part of himself because, in point of fact, he wanted to be manipulated, probably preferably by someone who had a better inkling of what Doi might best spend his time doing. In this case, it was making them both a fortune, although Tetsu was beginning to consider that he might reasonably swindle the boy out of the lion's share of the proceeds. He did provide the boat, after all. In a way, Tetsu admired the boy's innocence and naivety. He took out a flask from his back pocket and took an early-voyage swig of it before turning the cap back to a closed position. If Doi managed somehow to survive adolescence, he might be one of those characters people look up to. An anomaly of old virtue in a world that puts this type of ninja in the ground by the thousands before they can reach that matured state. "I don't think you're being a downer," Tetsu began, placing a firm and reassuring hand on the boy's shoulder, "Your life has value, you should enjoy it while you can." He started to give a warm smile, but was distracted by the other boy's trailing gaze, seeming to spot something off in the distance. Tetsu lifted his leg up on the bow of the ship; it started shaking at his thought of the current racing by below them, but the pose was important for remaining captainly.

In the distance, they were being hailed, and the boy steered the ship closer to get within earshot of them.

In at least appearance, there was a thin line that separated self-defense from aggression. Tetsu looked over at the wreckage of the vessel they had stumbled across and considered the situation carefully. He wasn't the sort of person to get swept away by ideas of fate and chance encounters, but these are the last hopes of someone who has exhausted all of their resources, and the boy, having failed to secure a passport, having failed to secure an exit from the country without one, was no leaning more and more toward mystical happenstance, which is right where his new companion fit in, on the advice of a sage. Their vessel was small, but certainly the two of them could use the extra help in wrestling down the creature they were after, and so fate seemed to be smiling on them after all on this bright and sunny day. These are the sentiments the boy would have indulged in, if he was born yesterday, but a simple sizing up of the situation would lead any reasonable person to conclude that you didn't exactly need a broadsword to catch a fish. Added protection for the voyage maybe, but it wasn't as if Tetsu needed to take the chance here. "Sure, you can all come on board," He began, letting the captain have a small taste of what he was after, enough to spark a glimmer of hope either for survival or for bounty, "As soon as you toss your weapons into the sea." The rest of the situation seemed somewhat tricky as well. It was possible, if a little unlikely, that if this was a trap, that the ship only appeared to be capsized; a wreckage floating atop another vessel, in which case the small crew was vulnerable to cannon fire. That seemed unlikely, given the probability of that crew happening across another vessel out in the middle of nowhere, but it couldn't hurt to do a little bit of scouting. The boy strung a few handseals together, forming a Crystal Eye that would weave it's way through the shards of wooden planks that now made up the capsized vessel.

Tetsu turned to his first mate, his back toward the ship as if it was close enough that the crew would have any chance of hearing his muttering (not that it would have ultimately mattered anyway), "See that rope in the corner?" He asked the boy, motioning with his eyes and a slight nod of his head, "If they start coming over, I want you to tie their hands behind their back and to the ship. It isn't much, but stretch it out as far as you can. I'm looking for more rope on their boat too. We don't need their whole crew to help us." As much as the situation through a sort of wrench into their plans, Tetsu could see the obvious benefit of having a few more hands on deck, even though the prospect of making the boat more top heavy was giving him a bit of a panic attack. He could have announced that two thirds of the captains meager looking crew was about to be made hostage, but this wasn't exactly a negotiation, and he'd be willing to wager that the captain would be far more pliable and amenable to any amendments the boy made after the transaction of people had already begun. Tetsu had no particular interest in having a fight to the death above the watery abyss they now found themselves in.
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Re: Lemon Lime in the Citrus Sky [Dual Contract Search]

Mon Mar 11, 2019 4:22 am

The water thrased about the stricken vessel as it bobbed up and down on the waves hanging on for dear life. The two that had been flooded overboard were hoisted back on board by two crewmen though the situation was getting dire by the moment. The bearded captain blinked a few times to comprehend what he had heard. Surely, these peculiar sailors did not deem them a threat in their current state? He glanced down at his blade and back at the men weighing his options as the ship took another battering, this time as a sail snapped loose of it's rigging fluttering down into the watery depths of the ocean."Strangers, I assure you there is no need for such drastic action, we wield arms for a sole purpose and that is to strike down the great lurker of the deep who has done this to us. Though, if it is necessary to make you trust us, I will allow you to confiscate all that you see fit but I will not throw this precious blade of mine that has seen many wars for the aquatic devils to rip apart."As if to indicate that they had no intention of robbing the two voyagers, the captain unclipped the curved blade from his belt and held it out blade first. The rest of the crew followed suit, the sound of weapons hitting the wooden floorboard resounding all around the deck. In truth, the captain would be willing to part with anything to do off this damned vessel but the idea of casting away his beloved sword was just too much to bear. Though, if the crew would be able to make it across to the other ship or not would be quickly wiped from all of their's minds as the ship was suddenly struck from the side splintering each time."Alright, alright, have it yer way!"He said casting a nervous glance down at the surface sending the blade to the side of the deck with a kick inhaling sharply.

"Throw a plank across, you rats!"He bellowed in that commanding tone and two able-bodied sailors ran up carrying a wood plank thrusting it across so it linked across with the other vessel providing a sort of platform. As soon as this happened, the ship took another strike this time taking two of the sailors with them who disappeared under the wreckage among a mixture of screams and yells."Zoro! Levi! Damn it, it's back! GET ACROSS, GET ACROSS, DAMN IT!"A frenzy of panic set across the group as they scrambled to get across the vessel to the other ship as a huge dark shadow could be seen barely visibly underneath the sea surface, a huge grey fin with black markings sticking jutting out as it circled the two vessels. It was large in size and a trail of crimson stained the water now, an answer to the fate of those two sailors. Following the last crew member, as the captain carefully scaled his way across to the other bobbing ship, there was an enourmous groaning sound as the creature's heavy tail whacked into the stricken ship's midcenter sending it splintering in two. Amid all of this, the aquatic animal never popped it' head above the surface save for the single fin that indicated it's location."That's the feisty monster himself! The lurker of the deep! That dratted thing has been a curse on all of us since we set sail from port!"

As soon as the captain would finish speaking, a loud tone would echo across the seas as the shadowy figure positioned itself directly in front of the Kumo-nin's vessel."You have wandered too far in search of a goal that many have tried to achieve. Turn back now and I will spare you the fate of others. Continue and you will regret the things you are about to see and witness, landlubbers. Unless of course, you think you have what it takes to face one of the great warriors of the ocean and all that is within it."As if to enforce the message, the creature would flick it's tail across the waves sending a gush of water directed at the ship. It was not powerful in any sense, merely a provoking gesture as if daring the humans to confront the thing. Upon closer inspection, it would be clear to all that the thing was some sort of large fish. A whale, shark or maybe a dolphin? Who knew?"Wait, that thing...talks?"The bearded warrior managed to sputter out staring at the single fin doing it's circles around the boat."I grow impatient, misguided ones. Provide me with your reply and I will answer in equal."
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Re: Lemon Lime in the Citrus Sky [Dual Contract Search]

Thu Mar 14, 2019 1:40 pm

Doi stood up from his spot and walked over to grab the bundle rope Tetsu mentioned. Once the item was in the hand, he walked back to a position that better overlooked the boat the sailors were on. The teen watched the situation further develop as he slowly untangled the bundle of rope; making sure to pick out any knots he found as he did so. It appeared Tetsu found certain degree of success in convincing them all to drop their weapons. Though, the blades were simply dropped against the floor of their tattered vessel and not directly into the sea as the adolescent had specifically asked. Yet, it wasn’t like it mattered as long as they were unarmed; the weapons would fall into the sea on their own eventually judging from the way things were going over there.

As the sailors passed a plank over to the their vessel, Doi began to question the purpose behind tying the men up. He didn’t see much use for doing it now due to how desperate the sailors were to get aboard. They weren’t a threat at this point from his perspective. Alas, he was not the one in charge of the boat.

As the sailor’s tried their best to run along the wooden plank, Doi raised an eyebrow in surprise as the battered ship was suddenly struck by an unseeable force. “What was that?” Two sailors who were attempting to cross over were sent overboard and into the sea. The teen leaned over the side of the ship to get a better look at the water below; searching for any sign of them. All he saw was a concerning large shadow and a trail of blood. He quickly turned towards Tetsu. “Tetsu, there’s something huge in the water and it doesn’t seem friendly.”

The reaction the sailors had to the new arrival was sign enough that whatever was down below was directly connected to why their ship ended up in such a state. “We’ve got to do something, or this boat is a goner.” Doi covered his eyes as shrapnel flew from the now sailors’ now completely destroyed sea vessel. He then turned his focus to helping the remainder of the sailors board the ship until everyone was safely on; of course he was completely drenched from head to toe by the end of it from all the water splashing about.

All of a sudden, a loud menacing voice reverberated throughout the area. Doi stood in place as he searched around for a possible source. Yet, there was nothing around them but the remains of a completely wrecked boat and a massive aquatic creature lying beneath the surface. Could it have been that thing that was talking?

What was it exactly that they were up against?
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Re: Lemon Lime in the Citrus Sky [Dual Contract Search]

Sun Mar 17, 2019 4:12 pm

Tetsu followed the sail of his presumed enemy as it was pulled eerily into the abyss. He seemed unable to take his eyes or mind off of it, trying to listen to the other captain's voice call out in reason, but the words sounded muffled, and he could feel his own knees begin to shake. It didn't matter what he thought might be best for their current situation, it was rapidly becoming apparent to Tetsu that he was going to lose his ability to act on his own best intentions. 'Keep your swords, you fools!' He wanted to yell out, somewhere in the bottom of his gut urging him to do so as some deep undercurrent thrashed the neighbouring ship apart. Was he allowing his own fears to get the better of him, or was there something down there in that blue-black hell eagerly seeking out companions? Wanting to act against his own paranoia, which was becoming more powerful by the second, he would will himself into remaining silent, but in his fear, could not judge whether it was paranoia to have them re-take their arms, or paranoia to maintain his order to discard them. All he could do in response to his own emotions, now bubbling over the surface, was to run in the opposite direction, but reason itself was no longer an option.

The plank slammed against the boy's small vessel with a shock that almost woke the boy from his stupor. There wasn't enough time. Not to think, not to lead anyone out of the death that had found them all. He turned to Doi in his panic, his knees now vibrating visibly as the other boy needlessly pointed out that they were goners, and the entirety of his focus seemed to be on the task of stopping them from collapsing. He grabbed the other boy by his collar, a wild panic visible on his face. 'Don't say anything, you cowardly dog!' His own mind called out to him in protest, 'If you give up this charade now, don't think you can just take it back when you need to!' "You need to..." The boy gritted his teeth, hard, as if trying to physically swallow the words that were trying to escape. He wanted to scream at Doi to take control of the ship, of the ambiguously untrustworthy fighters that were boarding their vessel, of the thing... Whatever it was... that was rising up from the black nothingness to threaten them. No matter what he did, show weakness in front of a crew that was boarding them and multiples of their own meager size, or take control of an assault that he knew he did not have the mental fortitude to lead, no matter what, they were all going to die there. He was foolish enough to challenge the ocean again when it had nearly taken him in it's eternally loving embrace only a few years earlier.

Then he remembered what he had. It was a memory so sweet it felt like salvation had come down from the sky to visit itself upon them, like they were about to be rescued by Raiden's golden army. Bourbon. He hated the taste of it, but thought it would make for a suitable voyage-themed memory-eraser. He threw Doi aside, the mad animal that was scratching around inside of him losing it's regard for civility in it's desperate pursuit of what it needed to survive. Rummaging through the trash he had brought on board, the nets, the harpoon gun, tarps, all nonsense; he found his bottle of amber life-sustaining medicine full and now cradled in his eager hands. He ripped the ornate paper away from the cap and had it open and up to his lips in an instant, and was now downing the whole bottle, ignoring the chaos erupting around him like it was his purpose in life.

Having gained the bare minimum of necessary bravery, it was time to issue a response to the hellish beast that had already downed one ship. He cocked his arm back, the tiny drops of liquid within sloshing in the glass next to his ear. This was it, the moment of truth. If he just dropped it, maybe everyone could return to shore, treasureless, with their tails between their legs, but ultimately alive, and what else, really, was more important than this? The boy threw the glass bottle into the shadow hovering below and in front of them as hard as he could, before yelling out in response to the booming voice, "Go fuck yourself!" As much to the fish as it was to his own body, which was now kept barely in check from the violent revolt it was attempting over him. Was he embarrassed by the childish outburst? A little, it probably didn't reflect all that great on him, but it steadied his legs, and that was all that he could afford to care about. He moved on to the leader of the invading crew, now grabbing him instead of Doi, "You're a captain, right? So CAPTAIN!" He slapped the grown man in the face, as if it was the sailor that needed to be snapped out of his panic, "Outmaneuver that beast like your life depends on it! If I feel so much as a wave against this ship that I think came from that monster, I'm gonna let you find your precious sword again!" As terrified as he was, Tetsu meant those words. He'd kill any man, in his current frenzy, that he thought was putting him at risk of falling into the ocean.

There wasn't any time, he knew. No time to weigh out his options and what might be the best course of action to survive. It meant, if he wanted to survive, if he wanted to kill this monster, as much as it pained him from the very bottom of his soul, he was going to need to risk giving up some of the control of this situation. It really felt like he was prying it from his own cold, dead fingers, locked in place as it was. He needed, he shuddered to think the word, help. The boy turned to the crew that was filling up his too small boat, making it more top-heavy than he cared to think about, but the panic was plastered all over his face "We're gonna die out here, you hear me?! We're not running away, so get the thought of taking time to mourn for those you just lost or panicking out of your pathetic goddamn heads and get to work! If I see anyone get glassy eyed and distracted, I'll stab you my goddamn self and throw you into the drink to buy us some time while that thing eats you! GET TO WORK, YOU BASTARDS!" What this work was, he couldn't exactly say, he'd have to assume the captain of the other ship could direct what remained of his crew to pull on some rope somewhere to change the direction of the sail and navigate the pending battle. Heaven knows Tetsu didn't know how the hell to do any of that.

"Spare hands down with me and Doi!" And now, finally finding a moment to come back to his first mate, he hustled toward the other boy, announcing to him and whatever crew was left to take part, "We're the boarding party." It sounded nice, almost like the boy was confident that they're smaller ship with a less competent captain and a crew that couldn't even fit on it, somehow had a sliver of a chance of surviving the encounter with this shipwrecker of a monster. He looked into the ocean at the enormous shadow moving underneath, his ears transfixed upon the creature, trying to understand if what he was hearing could really be just one animal, or if it was the undercurrent of the whole ocean. "I don't know what the fuck I'm doing. He said quietly to the other boy, without looking at him. He could feel the panic overtake his facial expression, the blood now gone from it while snot and tears both threatened to start pouring out. He didn't know why he told Doi this either; he had managed, somehow, to spit out words approximating orders and to give some kind of plan the legs it needed to at least start moving, and confessing this weakness could only make things worse. Well, he could consider it a journal entry into a diary that was about to be thrown into the ocean. It wasn't like it really mattered at this point.
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