[written: just one line.]

I'm going to throw your mother overboard if you don't do something about her.

[He's not playing.]

All crew on deck, now.

I don't care if it's magic or your bare hands, we're not taking damage from vegetables.

[There's a pause while he goes away to catch some of said vegetables, then his voice continues a little more thoughtfully:] If you have the means to save some of the food, do so.

Before we get into this race, how many of you have had dealings with Navy individuals before? Not fighting with them in a large group, but one-on-one.

( [Private to Crew] )

[written, public]

Who is left of that Welcome Committee, with Codi gone?

I'm on Empieza to fulfill my agreement, but if there's no point in maintaining it, there's no point in my playing my part.

--

( private to Sabers )

--

( private to Itachi )

[He's waited long enough (not that he was waiting, per se) that the handwriting on this entry is dark and sharply-angled, as if written by someone very annoyed indeed.]

If any of you finds someone who belongs on my crew and isn't on my ship, you have full rein to throw them into the ocean.

[And a calm, pleasant voice it is -- not quite cheery, maybe, but definitely brimming with energy and motivation.]

[PUBLIC]

Who else fought the Navy? Did you win your battles?

My crew won and looted, though the men we fought put on a brave effort.

( PRIVATE TO MURDERESS )

Hey.

When you went back to your world, how did it happen exactly? How long were you gone?

We need to head out soon.

That new guy has some interesting ideas. We need to talk strategy.

Ah-! I didn't mean to- Um, I- I suppose if I do this instead--

[The journal switches to written after that short, accidental audio message from a soft-spoken, yet obviously tired young woman. The text that follows is written after a few moments, though.]

My name is Hyuuga Hinata. I am looking for

If anyone out there is kind enough to give me directions, or perhaps a map, to this place, I will be very much grateful.

I need to go back to the place I came from to help a good friend in need.

Please.

Thank you and I apologize for the bother.

[Hinata ends her short message and keeps the journal close to her. She knows the name of this place, has gone through her fair share of freaking out before finally turning to her journal for help. She activates her Byakugan for the third time since getting here to search for clues but she can't keep using her bloodline like this. This is probably the last time she can with how low her chakra is right now.]

[With all the commotion of Konoha-nin showing up and then disgusting mind-controlling candy showing up directly after them, Sasuke has nearly forgotten about the other encounter he had on Empieza the day he met his former teammates -- but there's finally been a lull, and he's perched as high in the rigging as he can go without the journal blowing out of his hands when he remembers.]

Has anyone seen this?



[Believe it or not, he has actually put effort into this drawing, but a dragon is not a battle diagram.]

It was looking for a skinny kid with brown hair.

[private -- to Marvelous]

[His usual matter-of-fact tone:] There are two more people from my world here.

[And then, much more reluctantly:] They'll be in need of a ship.

[private -- to Itachi]

Brother, my ... genin teammates are here. Former teammates. [A long pause, then:] It's complicated. I'll explain it to you if you want.

[After getting over the initial freaking out at suddenly being dumped in some strange place without warning, wondering what happened, and eventually figuring out where she is and how the journal works and what it's for... Sakura writes in her journal.

This handwriting is a bit sloppy -- only because the writer is obviously in a hurry to get their thoughts out on paper.]

I'm looking for someone that fits this description:

Blond
Male
17 years old
Wears a lot of orange
Should have an open incision on his left side, around his serratus.

[A quick diagram of a body with an arrow pointing at his left side just under the arm.]

If anyone has seen someone like that, please contact me. It's a medical emergency and he needs urgent care.

-Haruno Sakura

[public]

Who among you is good with languages?

[private -- to Rikka]

You had a number of people possessed, didn't you? How has their recovery been?

I am sorry.

[That simple heartfelt statement of grief and regret -- absolute, sincere regret that she has no reason to believe will be accepted by anyone -- is all Celestia has the strength for. Having spoken the words, she lowers her head back to her forelegs.]

[She has neither moved from this spot on the deck, nor eaten anything, nor slept, since she was dragged out of the collapsing fortress after doing her very best to murder everypony.]

Since the captain of the Queen's Gambit had vanished and another presumed missing until further notice, I've had to take over. I've never really been in a role of leader before, so to the only crew member that's left, I just hope you can cut me at least a tiny bit of slack. Advice will also be welcome.

Anyway because of this, I thought I should at least ask, but does any crew want to partner up until this whole thing is over? I mean it's just two people on here and that gets a little boring, you know?

[The sounds, however faint, from the journal are cause to hope -- and like it or not, Marvelous has a point about how little they know about this place. Rather than waste resources trying to attack this barrier, then, Sasuke has taken to pacing through the rigging, finally opening his own journal to speak:]

If the sound of the journals means my brother is still alive, I intend to rescue him. If you have combat experience, I am willing to coordinate.

[He doesn't say, but it's implied in his tone: if you don't, stay out of the way.

Because he's keeping himself in check, now, the expanse of the ocean and the captain of this ship's logic holding. But if the noise from these journals doesn't mean Itachi is alive -- he's left a path of destruction behind him before. The witch spoke as if this world meant something to her. He will tear it apart with his bare hands.]

[Four plus one makes five, makes a repeating pattern, makes...]

Son of a...

This is Marvelous! [To say his tone right now is harsh would be putting it mildly.] Anyone out there, if you've got people on your boat that were possessed... Are they still there?

The area around the Nav is still trapped, but it won't kill you anymore.

[private to Marvelous]

I am collecting this black coral. If you're not headed to this fortress, I will go alone.