Test Drive for January 2014 Apps

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Welcome to your monthly Test Drive for high_seas! Here is where new players can test out their characters' voices, old players can try out new muses, and everyone can help each other get some threads for their applications! Feel free to use one of the prompts below, or come up with something on your own! Comment around, have fun, and remember that any CR formed here does not carry over to the game!

See you during the application round!

♦ So you're new to this world and have just woken up in the Town Square. How do you react? What do you do?

♦ You're lost at sea. Maybe you got separated from your crew. Or perhaps you're on an abandoned island. You need help!

♦ "Pirates off the starboard bow!" It's an enemy ship! Attack!!

♦ You and your crew are hanging out on your ship. Just another day at sea!

♦ "LAND, HO!" Hey look, a new island! How about you go explore it? Tell us what you find!

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Haruno Sakura || Naruto

[slugly]

[A -- pub crawl]

[Step one for a ninja when placed in an unfamiliar place; information gathering. And the best place to find information is usually where it's heavily populated.

The pub (OR BAR, WHATEVER INC), in this case.

So if you're around, a pink haired newbie is quietly sitting somewhere nearby seemingly minding her own business with her glass of water. She's listening to everything going on around her, trying to get an idea of what's going on. To make sense of that cryptic poem.

She really tries to blend in, but she sticks out like a sore thumb with her vibrant hair and GLASS OF WATER compared to everyone's rum.]

[B -- who needs a ship when you can walk on water?]

[Now at the harbor, Sakura browses the ships there. Only she does it very differently from the norm. Where the shipwrights can't see her, she's walking around ON TOP OF THE WATER to the stern and then jumping into the boat to check it out more closely and if she can just... steal it since she needs to save her money.

You can tattle on her... or ask about the walking on water. Your choice.]

[sheparrrrrd]

[Yeah, she fucking sticks out. In the room full of one-eyed, one-legged, one-whatever'd, unwashed pirates, she really sticks out. And even if Shepard is several drinks past drunk, he notices her right away because he's trained to notice shit like that.

He's sitting at a table with his mug to his lips when she passes by.]

Pink, huh? I didn't know that was in style nowadays.

[slugly]

[she should ignore it and move on because SHE HAS INFORMATION TO GAThER but she just sighs and turns to face the human tank

she fixes a smile on her face and tugs at a lock]

It also catches all the boys' attention.

[or just... everyone ever]

[sheparrrrrd]

Uhuh.

You're not doing a good job of blending in.

[He may be drunk, but he's seen you skulking around trying to lay low.]

[slugly]

[yeah, she knows and her shoulders drop

the smile fades too and she takes a seat at his table, wishing she had a cloak with a hood or something, eyes darting around]

Maybe I can ask someone to poke my eye out.

[sheparrrrrd]

[The shit you doin' girl I didn't ask you to sit down.]

Don't look at me. Already did that for someone this week.

[Kidding? Maybe.]

A DRINKING BUDDIES sort of not

[thethundersaid]

[Yeah, she sticks out, and for plenty of reasons beyond the pink hair and water. It's impossible not to notice Sakura when Sasuke steps into the bar, for much the same reasons as she did -- only he's doing it in disguise.

It's possible the people here won't remember him, but there's no point running the risk just for what gossip might be picked up from local drunks. For all that it's a different world, it isn't terribly different from the shitty taverns attached to the shitty inns that Tobi, the cheapskate, had tended to choose.

Sakura's presence changes things, though. After a moment to assess the situation, he decides any further violence here can hardly make his reputation worse.

He settles down in a seat near her, raising his own glass of water.]

Not drinking?

but will he loosen up

[slugly]

[Most people, while they had stared, didn't bother with actually making conversation with the pink-haired girl. There's a little exhale of air, and something ringing in her ears telling her she KNOWS that voice -- and maybe the chakra-- before she turns to face her new company.

And nearly falls off her chair in shock because THOSE EYES ARE VERY SASUKE IF NOTHING ELSE.]

Sasuke-kun?

[Wait. No, that can't be right. While she might have somehow ended up on some island, there's no way Sasuke was here too. Did that mean Naruto was around? Was he okay? What about Kakashi-sensei? Or ANYONE?

But it can't be that either. And she still hadn't ruled out the possibility of a very powerful genjutsu. Say, the infinite tsukoyomi? Only why the hell was she stuck alone with a bunch of pirates with wooden legs and no teeth?

That person-who-isn't-Sasuke is probably wondering why she looks so surprised and blurted some random name.]

Ah, sorry. You reminded me of someone I know.

No, I'm not a big drinker. I... came here to enjoy the unique ambiance. What about you?

he knows these words 'loosen up' but what is their meaning

[thethundersaid]

[He tenses when she recognizes him, or seems to, and only resists the urge to set down his glass to free up his hands when she seems to decide it's not possible. They may have been fighting on the same side when he'd left their world, but there was neither guarantee nor reason for her not to turn on him without a common enemy in sight.

So he waves the apology aside.] It happens.

[... though perhaps he should have used a more dramatic henge.]

I'm here for the same. People talk a great deal when they're not paying attention.

it means stop being such a butt gosh

[slugly]

[It... does? At least he doesn't seem to mind she thinks he reminds her of her teammate gone rogue, gone apeshit, gone maybe even more crazy now because he wants to be Hokage? Not that he knows any of this but the fact that it struck her so much is still cause enough to make Sakura feel a little more uncomfortable.

Niggling feeling won't go away either.

There's an attempt at a small smile at his forgiveness and small-talk. Even if it very Sasuke-esque.]

Then it's a good thing we do. [Since she hasn't had any luck so far with eavesdropping, she decides to just straight out ask him.]

Has there been any talk about the inscription by the fountain? Have you seen it?

it's impossible when so much of him is butt

[thethundersaid]

[He can't tell if she's completely bought the henge or if the tension he's reading in her body language is more about the unexpected arrival in a completely unfamiliar place. In any case, she seems prepared to accept that his appearance is only coincidence for now.]

There is endless talk about the inscription, but you won't hear it from the people in here. [With the exception of a few, the vast majority of the clientele here appears to be the local civilians.]

A

[frostheartedrose]

[The pink hair was cute, but the water was adorable. Bridget was getting a little bored of sharping the boys in cards, even going so far as to play high-low when the words started slurring. Sadly, she didn't even have to cheat to come out of it with a good take. All it took was matching drink for drink and occasionally shifting so one of the hip-high slits in her skirt let them get a tiny show. It was too bad she'd arrived in her travel clothes. A loose black tunic and wide waist-cinch along with loose skirt and heeled riding boots... She didn't have the added weapon of showing a bit of cleavage when she leaned in to shuffle.

Oh well. She drifted away from the table full of flirty drunks before they noticed how much they'd lost and picked up another glass of alcoholic sewer water before joining Pink uninvited.]

You won't get any good info like this, kitten.

[slugly]

[Was she really so obvious? It was bad enough she stood out with her appearance but she didn't think it was too apparent she was just here to listen in on the chatter and hopefully get something useful out of it.

That pet-name though--

Since she had been taking stock of the pub, she had seen the woman playing cards with the drunkards and using her 'feminine wiles' (as Ino would say) to gain an advantage.

A disheartened sigh, since she's been found out. Twice now.]

I guess not, if I'm that obvious.

[And she doesn't have the clothes to flash a little thigh to help out. She's in dark pants, a long sleeved shirt, and a green flak jacket. Utterly unappealing unless you were into uniformed women.]

[frostheartedrose]

[Aw, but it's a good pet name! Kittens are cute but often claw the bejeebers out of your hands and legs when you aren't paying attention.

Besides, Bridget really wants to play with that pink hair even if she's not going to admit to it.]

People don't come to pubs to drink water alone, even with hair like yours. Which usually means either you're waiting for someone, listening in, or waiting for someone to get drunk enough to rob.

[She toyed with her glass a little bit, heating the rum to a boil for just a few seconds with a fingertip and then taking away the heat until it was room temperature again. Bridget kept her arm between the glass and the rest of the room but didn't bother hiding it from Pink. Burning off the alcohol was the easiest way to drink someone else into a stupor.]

[slugly]

[they are quite precious and vicious, it's true. It's actually a pretty good pet name, not that she'll admit it

The hair again. She tugs at it as it's mentioned, looking self-conscious. It's hard to do ninja things when you're as noticeable as Naruto with his orange jumpsuit. It had never stopped her before but she figures now might be a good time to practice her transformation jutsus when she wants to try and be a LITTLE more stealthy.

Her shoulders square, not really caring about the boiling rum. It isn't TOO strange when people shoot giant fireballs out of their mouths sometimes where she's from.]

I wouldn't-- [nevermind]

I was hoping there's someone here who knows more about this place than I do so I could get some answers. I'd ask directly, but I get the feeling I'm already not very well-received.

[frostheartedrose]

[Bridget shrugged slightly and crossed her legs without flashing the room. There wasn't any reason to keep up the fanservice now that she had what she wanted. At least from this place. Next on her list was buying some weapons and getting something to eat that might have been made less than a week ago. At the moment she only had a dagger lifted from a pair of would-be-rapists.]

It hardly matters what you intend, the men here have alcohol in the system and a reason to be suspicious. They think I'm either a bored show-wife looking for a real man or a woman with a price on my bed. But they don't know anything you'd find useful.

B

[abundantlove]

[Mana was up late to check something in the galley... there was a small hole in the hull letting moisture in, and she had to make sure it didn't get too bad and spoil the fruit.

She was heading back to her quarters when Sakura landed on the deck of the Shepherd, and Mana just stared, wide eyed]

... Um? Hello?

[slugly]

[SO MUCH FOR STEALTH OOPS

She freezes for a moment and then smiles nervously, straightening out of her crouch.]

Hello. Sorry to bother you.

[Stealing a ship that was empty and unused was fine, but taking one from someone else she didn't think she could do.]

[sorry for the delay]

[abundantlove]

It's alright...

[Mana yawned tiredly]

... But um, what are you doing here? You're not here to steal from us, are you? Because... that wouldn't be very nice, you know?

[no prob]

[slugly]

Ahaha! No, no! Not at all!

[Not now, anyway. And not this boat.]

I was just wondering if anyone needed a medic on their ships. Seasickness is pretty common when you go sailing and I know some tricks to stop it.

[abundantlove]

... A medic?

[Mana's expression brightens]

We need a medic...!

A

[model_prisoner]

[Hope you weren't using that table, Sakura. Because a brick of a guy just sailed through the air and crashed right through it. Besides a small grunt of discomfort, the man didn't seem too affected by his flight. He simply stares up.]

...I guess that guy's ego was a little more sensitive than I thought.

[Cody sits up, cracking his neck a few times before finishing the bottle of beer in his hand. It's only then he realizes someone was there. He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly, his manacles clinking loudly.]

Ah. Sorry about that. Didn't have much control over where I got tossed.

Re: A

[slugly]

[Yes, it was quite a nice place to set her glass of water on when she's not drinking it, thanks. She just sort of jumps and stares down at him, blinking wide eyes a couple times and not sure what to make of the sudden body.

She has to fight the urge to press a hand to her face for that one-liner even if it's not directed at her. She just sort of watches him finish his beer and roll pieces of table off his shoulders like it was nothing.]

No, it's-- Are you alright?

[It's all she can think to ask because what else do you ask someone that caved in your table?]

Re: A

[model_prisoner]

[A trickle of blood runs down the side of his head, causing him to rub a finger through it and look at it in the light.]

Ah, no big deal. Head wounds just bleed a lot, but they clot up quick. Not the first time I went through a table. Apparently this guy didn't like the intimations I made about his mother.

[He watches the large, incensed man leave. The two lock eyes for a moment.]

I was hopin' he was tougher, though. Guy his size should hit a lot harder.

Re: A

[slugly]

[Not surprised he got hit then if he was taking shots at his mother. She sort of frowns a little until he mentions the fact that a big guy meant harder hits.]

Size isn't everything.

[She has a secret sort of smile as she says it and then offers her hand to help him up. Then she notices the blood on his fingers and that smirk drops back into concern while she hauls him onto his feet.

The crowd seems to have gone back to their own devices, like broken tables aren't all that uncommon.]

If you hit your head, there's a chance you could be concussed.