REBEL 2 [ voice + action for Katabami ]

[rebellions]

[ voice ]

[Are you people done with your Christmas cheer bullshit? Good, because a certain Grim Reaper is kind of sick of listening to that. Not to mention there are more important things to consider than gifts comparison. Especially given the presents he got.]

Next week is New Year, huh... Feels wrong to have another one this soon.

[He says that more to himself than whoever might be listening, but he does have the journal open for a reason. Namely, a question to whom it may concern:]

... Does anyone even know which year it is here?

[Because finding out about this would require actually talking to locals, and god forbid we have that, right?]

[ action ]

[While it should already be obvious to the crew of the Katabami that Ragna is not the most social person, in the past few days he's been obviously making even more effort at avoiding people than usually. It would seem ever since they got back from the Christmas Ship, the only presence he can bear to deal with is that of Lord Buffalo Toritaro "Twitchy" Stuffington.

So that's what he does. Spends most of his time below deck hanging out with the pet turkey.]

Comments

voice;

[rosettawall]

It does seems strange. I do believe I missed a few months between when I last remember being home and my arrival almost two months ago. The holidays snuck up quite quickly.

...of course, the real question is also if that year really corresponds anyone's home world's actual history, much less yours or my own. There are people here from enough varied origins, it strikes me that it's very possible our calendars don't all exactly match up, either.

voice;

[rebellions]

... Probably not.

[He hasn't actually taken it into consideration when asking the question, though now that she mentions it, he figures it would make sense. Since literally nothing about this world is similar to his own, the calendar might be different as well.]

voice;

[rosettawall]

2013 is where I come from, for instance. This place appears equivalent to a few centuries ago for us, but...

There are obviously enough oddities that I do not also believe we have simply been transported to the past.

voice;

[rebellions]

2013? Are you serious?

[He should've expected something to that effect, but it still catches him off guard. Sure, it doesn't matter since DIFFERENT WORLDS and such, but talk about blast from the past.]

voice;

[rosettawall]

May I ask for your own time then, sir?

voice;

[rebellions]

[... Ah hell, no harm in telling her that, he figures.]

2200.

voice;

[rosettawall]

Oh my!

Even if we were from the same world, with the way things advance so fast just now, we may as well be from entirely different ones.

voice;

[rebellions]

[She probably has no idea just how right she is... After all, 2013 was way before the Dark War, and that changed the world entirely. Ragna doesn't even exactly know what the world was like before that, though on the other hand, he's not very interested in finding out, either.]

... Yeah, I guess.

voice;

[redelivered]

Is the year really that important, mister? It'd be strange to find out there was time traveling involved too. Would I be older or younger? Would I have not even been born yet?

Ahhh. It's too much to think about!

voice;

[rebellions]

Dunno if it matters. Just curious.

[Ragna groans a little at the girls questions.]

Are you stupid? This isn't your world, so it might as well be 1st century and you wouldn't be a day younger.

[... That's kind of assuming every other world is past that point.]

voice;

[redelivered]

[ Yes, she's a bit stupid, but doesn't take too kindly at someone pointing it out. ]

Well aren't you just grumpy!

voice;

[rebellions]

Oh no. I feel sooooo offended.

[Said in the most flat tone possible.]

voice;

[redelivered]

You don't sound very offended so if you're making a face, you'll have to describe it for me.

[ What a pain in the neck, huh? ]

voice;

[rebellions]

[Did she really just--]

... Ever heard of sarcasm?

voice;

[redelivered]

[ Yes, but who would actually be sarcastic at someone! ]

Huh? Of course I've heard of it!

Everyone knows about sarcasm... right? You do, don't you? That's why you're bringing it up suddenly.

voice;

[rebellions]

[... Wow. This is bad. Like, he's pretty sure he'd have more luck talking to Taokaka. And that's really bad.]

You really are stupid.

voice

[allendsmeat]

Why not? You could have another party. [New Years parties were awesome]

voice

[rebellions]

[Only when you don't get stabbed through the chest in the process.]

... And why the hell would I want a party in the first place?

action; let's pretend this isn't horribly late

[harbouredheart]

[It's not that Xun Yu doesn't recognise a desire for solitude, but in her opinion, there's a line drawn before keeping the turkey company for some sort of comfort becomes moping, plain and simple. Given the size of the Katabami's crew ideally no one should be slacking off their duties.

That is why she eventually approaches.]

Don't you have any work to do?

[Her words aren't accusing, but they are to the point.]

action; I'm good at pretending that

[rebellions]

[On some level, Ragna does realize that he is, in fact, moping. Which is one of the reasons he's so pissed off-- the fact he can't get over such a stupid little things as getting some (very important) item from his past, and that he just can't let it go.

... So obviously the right way to deal with it is sit here and push the turkey away with his foot whenever the little fucker decides it would be fun to peck him. In other words, he just made a friend.

When Xun Yu enters, he narrows his eyes and glares at her with a scowl-- which admittedly is an improvement over him reaching for his sword at a slightest movement a few weeks ago.]

... If you expect me to lick the deck clean, then forget it.

[He's done whatever Sea Devil asked him to in the morning, and he's not really the type to do more than that of his own accord, much less in this mood.]

[harbouredheart]

[She's not easily intimidated, and meets his glare with a no-nonsense look.]

There is no need to be ridiculous. If you have finished all of your assigned tasks, I could use an extra pair of hands.

[rebellions]

[So that's what it's about, huh. Ragna resists the overwhelming urge to roll his eyes, knowing that's unlikely to get him anywhere, and stands up. He's not exactly in the mood to argue, and frankly, keeping himself busy might be the best way to go for the time being.]

Right, right; I'm going. Keep your armored panties on, lady.

[Gentleman as always.]

[harbouredheart]

[Xun Yu's mouth twists in distaste but she holds her tongue for now. He is cooperating, which is the important part.]

Thank you.

[It may not be said with enthused gratitude, but she's at least being somewhat polite. She turns on her heel, her red cloak swaying with the sharpness of the motion, and leads on.]

[rebellions]

[Ragna follows her wordlessly, lightly kicking Lord Stuffington out of his way while he's at it. It's not long until he decides he'd rather know what he's getting himself into, though, so he figures it's better to ask.]

... The hell do you need me for, anyway?

[harbouredheart]

We are going to disassemble some of the towering piles of building materials and looted weapons and clothing stored on this ship.

[It's menial labour, hazardous, and difficult to do alone. Nor can it be done in one fell swoop. Honestly, Xun Yu doesn't know why their captain and previously present crew members failed to sort and store their loot in the beginning, instead of dumping it all together in a series of haphazard and frankly dangerous towers. It's the kind of disorganisation she just cannot let continue.]

All of them need to be inventoried and stored properly, which I will take care of once we are done.