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WHEN: midnight between Sept.29 - 30th, all day of the 30th.
RATING: PG-13
CHARACTERS: anyone on that darn tootin' Ark.
SUMMARY: Come midnight,

monstrodick seeks its [Bad username or site: tharheblows title= @ livejournal.com] in battle, taking down his ship in three flicks of its great tail in the course of one hellish hour. The Whale takes the Captain, but spares his crew, and later it returns to carry the less fortunate survivors to the island fringe. And what of the Arkmaster? Time will tell. For now, deprived of their weapons and their goods, the shipwrecked Citizens should care for their own.

[ooc: have fun playing out the aftermath of the shipwreck! After sinking the ship, The Whale will deliver any survivor who can't make it back to the island on their own; it will also be making sure no one tries to escape the City by trying to swim further off in the horizon.

If you'd like to log the ship sinking, or your characters making their way back to the City!island, be sure to title your threads "DURING SHIPWRECK" or "ON THE WAY BACK" or something to hint at the timeline. If not, just go ahead and thread how your gent, or your belle manages to pull it together and survive at the City!island periphery without much by way of provisions.

Remember that while they'll have access to their apparently waterproof network devices, your characters won't be able to get back into the City proper until tomorrow, because of the very heavy patrol of forest monsters blocking the way. (Naturally, it never hurts to try!) Likewise, while people in the City are welcome to give them tips or instructions, and to know of their whereabouts, they shouldn't be able to physically come down and meet the survivors at this time.]

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[ Watching Kanone's movements, Tyr could tell he didn't just look as bad as Tyr felt. If only for that shared feeling, Tyr could accept his words at face value. He really didn't want to get into it when, more likely than not, those words were intended for them both to shut up for the sake of their throats.

Despite the way his body felt, though, Tyr couldn't just sit there in silence and look between Kanone and the sea. While it was a relief that he had found Kanone so easily, he couldn't be sure of the others. Yes, the ship was the best option and Tyr stubbornly stood by that opinion, but if everyone else was lost at the bottom of the ocean, those deaths would still be on his own hands. He really didn't need more.

So he wasn't going to think about that possibility - especially with Kanone beside him - and after giving them both a moment, Tyr groped the sand between them for a moment to find the other man's hand. ]

Come on. If you can walk, we should get off the beach...

[The touch of Tyr's hand made Kanone stiffen. It was the last thing he expected, and he reflexively pulled his hand away.

He gave Tyr a strange look, a mix between exhaustion and frustration.]

It's not exactly near the City. Do you really want to waste energy walking back to a place that's probably a wreck by now?

[He wasn't going to admit that his legs probably wouldn't take him all the way back, freezing and numb as they were. But if Tyr insisted, he would endure it and follow him. He would just have to stay in for a few days. There was no way he was going to act helpless, even if that would lessen the pain he would feel the following day.]

I didn't mean return to the City. [ If it was even still there now ] I meant far enough away that we won't get caught in high tide. Do you want to wake up drenched again?

[ Tyr didn't move to take Kanone's hand again when it was pulled away. If he was too tired to be pulled along by and equally tired Tyr, he wasn't going to force him. The desire to distract himself by completing whatever he thought needed to done was not nearly as strong as his body's desire to stay put. ]

...Maybe the ocean will actually do it's job correctly and sweep me away for good. [But he paused for a moment, shaking this destructive feeling long enough to change his mind. Yes, he wouldn't care if that's what happened, but it meant giving up. It meant surrendering to the dark ocean. He never surrendered. If he could still fight, if he still had even a little bit of strength, he would never give his life up so easily.]

Let's go, then. Lead the way, if you have a place in mind. [Oh, yes. There was much reluctance in his tone. His expression only softened a little, traces of fatigue visible, though against his wishes.]

[ He had a feeling the annoyed look that came to his face wasn't going to leave anytime soon at this rate. If there was something he disliked more about Kanone than the fact he jabbed at him either purposefully or accidentally, it was the depressing statements he made.

Whatever. Sometimes it's better not to encourage these things by ignoring them. Pulling his staff into his hands, Tyr pushed himself to his feet (with more difficulty than he already have had thanks to the sand) and extended his hand to Kanone ] I don't have any place in mind, but even a short distance from here would be better...

Feel like risking our safety, again? [But his tone was light, once more. He gave Tyr's hand a light pat, but refused to take it. He stood with difficulty, yet showed hardly any trace of struggle. Kanone would keep up this charade until they returned home, however long that would end up taking.]

A place where the wind isn't too strong, preferably. We won't be in the best shape if we do make it home alive. [He took slow steps away from the beach.]

We'll make it back alive. [ Don't take his hand, then. Tyr spoke coldly as he turned away from Kanone to look at what was before them. Let's just walk towards where the sand turns to dirt. ] I know you can't be so fragile to be done in by something like this.

[ He was putting on a good show of being unaffected by his own condition, after all. Even if Tyr was pretty sure they were both just being too proud to show how drained they felt. They had both been through the same ordeal; there was no way Kanone was actually in better shape than him! ]

Then you know me well. [Kanone noted Tyr's change in demeanor, but figured it was the least he could do for making him suffer a shipwreck and walking to goodness-knows-where, when he wasn't particularly in a walking state. Tyr could deal with a snarky Kanone now.

He walked until he reached the scattered trees of the approaching forest. Kanone inwardly groaned at the sight, not being able to spot a building through the plentiful branches. He made his lean against a tree look casual, tossing a glance in the direction of the forest, and an all too obvious grimace darkening his countenance.]

...It doesn't look very inviting.

How much further do you want to walk?

[ Kanone could have a snappy Tyr, too, who stood in place while Kanone leaned against that tree. Kanone could look bitter about this all her wanted. Tyr didn't sympathise. Even though he could have leaned on his staff like a walking stick, he forced himself to stand as tall as his sore muscles would let him. ]

As far as you can make it. [He wasn't letting up, but in all honesty, he just wanted to sit and maybe sleep. Though, it would be hard as his clothes were still clinging to him and making him colder with every chilly wind that passed by them.]

Of course, if you want to rest, that's fine by me. [And he hoped that Tyr would give in and just sit already.]

[ If Kanone was challenging him, Tyr was prepared to take him up and go as far as his legs would take him. Or he would be under other circumstances. With a heavy sigh, he rested against his staff. ]

We should stay here for now... If we go in further, it's more likely that we'll be attacked or get lost. [ Which was important since Tyr didn't know if he'd have to fight for both of them. ]

Do you know how to build a fire?

Maybe you should build the fire. [Kanone slipped a hand into his pocket and revealed a switchblade. He showed off the blade, dimly gleaming under the murky sky.] I'll go look for a meal. [He abandoned his spot by the tree, eying the forest and calculating how much they would need to keep them going until they could reach home.]

Unless you'd rather come hunting with me. I'd suggest against that. You should stay...and a fire already going would make it easier to get the food ready.

[ The sight of the blade in Kanone's hand took Tyr by surprise - which was likely evident on his face - before he simply nodded after a moment. So he was the type of person to carry a weapon on him? Somehow, he thought he should have expected something like this from Kanone. ] If you can do it on your own, I'll leave the hunting to you... I'll try to have the fire started by the time you return.

[Kanone nodded, turning and heading into the depths of the forest. He promised himself he wouldn't take too long. It was partly because he was very sure he wouldn't be able to make it far in his current state, but also because he had someone dependent on him for survival. Of course, Kanone had no doubts that Tyr could fend for himself if he was alone. That he knew. But it gave him a familiar comfort to think that someone needed him right now. It brought him back to a time he secretly yearned for.

It was the same; the trees, the falling leaves, the sounds that echoed but had no definite source. The way he focused the blade was the same, the flick of his wrist, the narrowing of gold eyes as they ensnared the target before it was struck by the knife. The poor creature fell without a sound.

He returned after a while, carrying two decent-sized rabbits. The switchblade, still bloodied, had been hastily closed and shoved back into his pocket. Kanone set the rabbits down before taking a seat, himself.]

[ With Kanone leaving without a word, Tyr turned his attention to the task at hand. The... forest? ...floor was littered with branches and leaves that had fallen with the start of autumn. Even with his head (now more subtly) aching, he could build a fire with his eyes closed. The things you get used to when you wander aimlessly for a few years, he guessed.

At least with this task, as mundane as it was, Tyr could continue to push away darker thoughts. His mind was entirely focused on the sounds around him and the sticks he was collecting. Collecting wood, clearing a spot, arranging the sticks - it was all done automatically. The only real thought he had was that if he had anything but his staff with him, he'd light the pile with flint, but failing that, he removed his left glove. He really disliked using magic, being skilled in using it or not, but the common fire rune had the wood burning in no time.

Upon hearing Kanone's approach, Tyr returned the damp glove to his hand and watched as he - and the rabbits - come into clarity in the fire light. But he wanted to look over the rabbits once Kanone set them down. ]

They look good... You're a pretty good hunter. [ He looked back up at Kanone. ] Do you want me to skin them? Since you caught them...

[Kanone appraised the fire before answering the question.]

I can take care of it. And you can cook them. [With that, he took out the switchblade and proceeded to skin the rabbits, and remove the parts they would not be eating. It was a simple task, having done it before with his mother, but the cold made his hands numb and slightly clumsy. When the task was completed, Kanone looked up at Tyr with a satisfied smile, and held out the rabbits to him.]

This should be enough for us until the morning.

[ Tyr watched him work curiously. So Kanone was used to this sort of thing? Even though his hands didn't move as deftly as Gremio's would have at such a task, it was a more thorough job than Tyr would have performed. When he finished, Tyr took the rabbits and returned the smile with a nod. ] Yeah... Hopefully it won't be hard to find more later...

[ With that, Tyr skewered the two rabbits through the cavity with the green branch he had set aside for the task. It was too bad they didn't have anything to go on them, but really, as long as they were cooked and warm, Tyr wasn't going to be picky for once. Right over the fire they went. ...Tyr took this opportunity to sit a bit more closely to the fire, too. ]

We can always fish, if we need to. [He was sure they would at least have enough energy for that, after a meal and sleep. Hunting was his forte, so he would have no trouble finding and bringing back anything that inhabited this forest. He momentarily entertained the though of coming every now and then to practice knife throwing. Goodness knows he's gotten a bit rusty. And it would be perfect for clearing his mind.]

Cold? [He noticed Tyr moving to sit closer to the fire.]

If you want... [ He would have scoffed if he didn't realise Kanone probably wasn't picking at Tyr's lack of fishing skill. So instead he simply nodded even though he had little intention of actually fishing with Kanone. If knife-throwing would clear his mind, fishing would just do the opposite for Tyr. ]

My clothes are still damp... I can't exactly hang them up to dry. Aren't you cold?

It's colder if you keep them on. At least you would dry more quickly if you took off something. [The reflection of the flames danced in his eyes. He closed them momentarily, trying to rid himself of the weariness he felt.]

I'm fine. It's not like I could do much, anyway. Let's hope this is as cold as it gets. [He stretched out his arms, resting them on his knees. He was hungry, but he feared sleep would claim him first. Kanone began to yawn, but stifled it.]

You could take your own advice... [ Since the only thing Tyr does is pull off his bandana and set it on his knee. Look at his short, messy hair, because it's the only time Kanone will ever see it again. While he'd like to take off his gloves, he couldn't allow himself to with nothing else to cover the rune on his right hand. Tyr rotated the makeshift skewer the rabbits were on just to put his hand closer to the fire again. ]

But if it gets colder, I'll just set up a second fire... There really isn't much more we can do until morning...

Right. I don't think so. I only suggested it for your sake. [He toyed with the idea of setting his shirt to dry, but he felt oddly uncomfortable at the thought being exposed...though, it wasn't as if Tyr could actually see a missing rib. Still...

Kanone quirked an eyebrow and smiled a bit. Tyr looked more like a child with his tousled hair. He wouldn't voice that, though. No. He would just think it, amused.]

When are those rabbits going to be ready?

It depends on how rare you like your meat... They're probably still bloody at the core now. [ But Tyr noticed that raised eyebrow and smile. If he had just smiled, Tyr would have shrugged it off as Kanone smiling at odd times again, but with that whole look... ]

What's wrong?

[Kanone shrugged, averting his gaze from Tyr and back to the food.]

Nothing's wrong. I was only asking. [He played it off, the smile on his lips faintly present.] Is there a problem...?

Not that I know of... [ Though he was a bit suspicious of that look, he could disregard it for now. ] As long as this place gives us a break for the night, we should be fine.

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