lazyjustice
17 May 2014 @ 02:10 am
[After some time of contemplating things: reading and listening to the other voices of the journal, Kuzan decides to add a little mark of himself, just because. The handwriting is neat and practiced if a little big]

It seems that with the nature of whatever is going on, that we are younger than our future self. My future self is a Marine. That sounds like a lot of work, but there is a lot that needs to be taken care of. Since it is my fate, I think I want to use it to change the world.

Do you know your fates? If so, what do you think of them?

-Kuzan (Marine)apparently



[with that he'll get some food from the galley and sit on deck, alternately napping and waiting for responses]


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Ragna=the=Bloodedge
17 May 2014 @ 02:25 am
Uh... hello?

[A somewhat uncertain greeting from what seems like a young boy comes from the journal, though it shouldn't be a surprise at this point.]

That old ha─ I mean, kitchen lady said I could ask this book something... dunno if it'll work, since I can't use Ars Magus and stuff, but I guess it's worth a shot.

[Ragna still sounds pretty skeptical, and he'd lie if he said he trusts that Kodachi person, but he's growing pretty desperate. His search for his little siblings have brought no results so far, and even as a child, he's not a patient person.]

I'm looking for my little brother and sister, Jin and Saya. They both have golden hair and green eyes... and are probably crying now. Especially Jin. [He's always been a crybaby, that one.] So if you see them, let me know and tell them that brother... that Ragna will come pick them up soon, okay?

... Thanks in advance.
 
 
Archer
17 May 2014 @ 06:14 pm
My name is Kiritsugu and I've fallen into some unfortunate circumstances.

[As it were, Archer spoke into his journal in a voice better suited for a much younger man, and then a few drops of blood landed on the surface of it. He tried to clean it to no avail. He just made a wider smudge and dragged it along the surface foolishly.]

Ah, sorry about that. On top of waking up as a teenager once more, I suppose I was dragged from the ship at some point and awoke in the custody of a number of pirates.

I'm looking for the Triton's Mistress and I'm going to be a bit too busy tending to my injuries to consider navigation.

[There was a depleted sigh on his part and a bit of a groan from exerted effort.]

A hasty response would be appreciated, but I understand if you're all indisposed or if you're all toddlers for some strange reason. I've already taken care of my primary problem.

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