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September Catch-All [OPEN]
Who: Number 6 & YOU
What: Trying out the new fencing gear he got, drawing portraits, casino daydreaming, trying to steal jewelry & more!
When: September 1st for fencing, thru the month for other prompts
Where: All over the ship, see individual prompts
Warnings Potential for violence, alcohol/smoking, will warn for more as necessary
Challenge him to a friendly duel
When the notification comes that he has a package waiting in Sundries, he has no earthly idea what to expect. But, he must say, once he's torn the nautical paper off to find a fencing practice kit inside, he is rather pleased. Well, with one exception. The Epee he's been provided is neither blunted nor is it tipped with plastic the way it should be for safety. It very much seems to be a live and dangerous blade. Admittedly, he's not too sorry to have a functional weapon given the characters around here, but it means he'll have to be especially careful when practicing with it.
He's up on the sports deck making use of one of the empty tennis courts as his makeshift practice arena. In the absence of a tip protector, he's wrapped some gauze and medical tape from the infirmary around the sharp tip in an effort to achieve close to the same effect. That way, when he stabs the wall at the back of the court, it leaves slightly less of a divot.
He puts himself through some familiar drills, re-familiarizing himself with his technique and generally working to improve his stance and remember his form. It's clear just from looking that he's had some experience with this. If only he had a proper partner to fence, alas.
Have your portrait drawn
He doesn't tend to flaunt it often, but Number 6 actually does have a bit of talent for the arts. Perhaps he's not the most creative of minds, but he's rather good at capturing likenesses in portraiture. So, on various days and in various places throughout the ship, such as the dining hall, the sports deck, the library, and even in some of the pubs and bars (or anywhere, your choice), he will sit himself down quietly in the corner with a pad of paper over his knee and a pencil in hand. Anyone who catches his interest may become the new subject of his drawing. For the most part, they are flattering renditions. He doesn't mind if someone wants to observe, he'll simply nod to them and keep scratching with his pencil until he's satisfied.
Once he completes his drawing, he'll approach his subject and hold out the sketch to ask, "Excuse me, I wondered if you might like this?"
Lost in the game
With a cigarette in hand and whiskey in front of him, he sits at one of the blackjack tables idly playing against an invisible dealer. It's hard to tell if he's enjoying himself. He's got a far-off look on his face as he idly scratches the table to request another "hit." Win or lose, he doesn't seem to have much of a reaction. His mind is obviously elsewhere. He's so zoned out, in fact, that on this rare occasion even someone who isn't particularly stealthy might be able to sneak up behind him unawares.
Jewelry shopping
Right. The time has come to investigate that jewelry store. Why is it that no one is allowed to take anything? Of all the places on this ship, why there? He can be found bending over the displays, scrutinizing the various pieces through the glass. There doesn't appear to be any way to get at them. Not any way that doesn't involve a bit of violence, that is. So be it.
He goes, briefly, to the nearest bar and brings back with him one of the bar stools. Raising it over his head, he prepares to bring it down on one of the cases. Little does he know, that won't be enough to shatter it no matter how many times he bashes the glass.
But, he has to try.
Wildcard!
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What: Trying out the new fencing gear he got, drawing portraits, casino daydreaming, trying to steal jewelry & more!
When: September 1st for fencing, thru the month for other prompts
Where: All over the ship, see individual prompts
Warnings Potential for violence, alcohol/smoking, will warn for more as necessary
Challenge him to a friendly duel
When the notification comes that he has a package waiting in Sundries, he has no earthly idea what to expect. But, he must say, once he's torn the nautical paper off to find a fencing practice kit inside, he is rather pleased. Well, with one exception. The Epee he's been provided is neither blunted nor is it tipped with plastic the way it should be for safety. It very much seems to be a live and dangerous blade. Admittedly, he's not too sorry to have a functional weapon given the characters around here, but it means he'll have to be especially careful when practicing with it.
He's up on the sports deck making use of one of the empty tennis courts as his makeshift practice arena. In the absence of a tip protector, he's wrapped some gauze and medical tape from the infirmary around the sharp tip in an effort to achieve close to the same effect. That way, when he stabs the wall at the back of the court, it leaves slightly less of a divot.
He puts himself through some familiar drills, re-familiarizing himself with his technique and generally working to improve his stance and remember his form. It's clear just from looking that he's had some experience with this. If only he had a proper partner to fence, alas.
Have your portrait drawn
He doesn't tend to flaunt it often, but Number 6 actually does have a bit of talent for the arts. Perhaps he's not the most creative of minds, but he's rather good at capturing likenesses in portraiture. So, on various days and in various places throughout the ship, such as the dining hall, the sports deck, the library, and even in some of the pubs and bars (or anywhere, your choice), he will sit himself down quietly in the corner with a pad of paper over his knee and a pencil in hand. Anyone who catches his interest may become the new subject of his drawing. For the most part, they are flattering renditions. He doesn't mind if someone wants to observe, he'll simply nod to them and keep scratching with his pencil until he's satisfied.
Once he completes his drawing, he'll approach his subject and hold out the sketch to ask, "Excuse me, I wondered if you might like this?"
Lost in the game
With a cigarette in hand and whiskey in front of him, he sits at one of the blackjack tables idly playing against an invisible dealer. It's hard to tell if he's enjoying himself. He's got a far-off look on his face as he idly scratches the table to request another "hit." Win or lose, he doesn't seem to have much of a reaction. His mind is obviously elsewhere. He's so zoned out, in fact, that on this rare occasion even someone who isn't particularly stealthy might be able to sneak up behind him unawares.
Jewelry shopping
Right. The time has come to investigate that jewelry store. Why is it that no one is allowed to take anything? Of all the places on this ship, why there? He can be found bending over the displays, scrutinizing the various pieces through the glass. There doesn't appear to be any way to get at them. Not any way that doesn't involve a bit of violence, that is. So be it.
He goes, briefly, to the nearest bar and brings back with him one of the bar stools. Raising it over his head, he prepares to bring it down on one of the cases. Little does he know, that won't be enough to shatter it no matter how many times he bashes the glass.
But, he has to try.
Wildcard!
Hit me up with anything! Feel free to plot with me over on plurk
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[There's nothing Number 6 despises more than a fool who won't lift a finger to help himself.]
Smith. Peter Smith. How long have you been a passenger here Mr. Hiyori?
so sorry, i lost the notiff on this one!
[ Which one is it...? He's leaning toward the latter, but there's no easy way to unpack such mysteries. ]
hate when that happens!
[He's still horrified every time someone brings that up.]
Crown jewels? I'm not sure I'd call any of these such. Are there more in some other place I haven't looked?
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[ He was raised for a death game, so he's not entirely opposed, but there's nothing pure or productive about a set up that might as well be cockfighting for all the glory it could bring. He shakes his head. ]
I haven't seen any others, but they seem to be one of the few things that the Captain is both so willing to both display and offer such protection - certainly the lives of those around him aren't of much concern.
cw: suicide ideation
[Especially considering how many young children and teens were forced to do it.]
Hm. You make a good point. There must be more to them. This, however, appears to be a dead end.
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[ He's not being facetious. There are plenty who will object to killing others, and there are plenty who will regret it, but there are almost none who will sacrifice themselves. It's much easier to use someone as a hate sink. Those who can sacrifice themselves for the collective whole and those who can admit to their desire to live are the ones he respects. ]
You're right, this does appear to be... Hm, can you think of any areas that might prove more fruitful? Try as I might, I haven't been able to find much, though the Captain and Miss Friday both make for charming company.
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Charming? Have you spoken directly to the Captain?
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[ Their interests and hobbies, how they carry themselves and how available they are... The worlds they imagine are perhaps the most telling, as people never speak honestly. ]
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[Number 6 has built his career on making such observations. Although, doing it here has been trickier. Harder to make conclusions when everyone comes from such radically different worlds.]
So, what manner of person do you take him for?
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[ Driving off a cliff and "dying," for example. He seemed quite amused by that little experience. ]
But because he's childish, he's too selfish to see the consequences of his actions... I wonder how often he's had to face up to them, really, being that he's locked himself away in a castle.
[ Of course, he could be completely off; the Captain doesn't seem to be human, and that's Hiyori's only point of comparison. But children who live in fantasy worlds are the ones who are sick and isolated, and adults who are still tearing the wings off butterflies are rarely from kind backgrounds. ]
Well, either that or he's from a completely different culture that none of us can understand.
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But my own addition to it would be that I don't truly believe he has a capacity for empathy. He does not seem to acknowledge that his actions are deserving of any consequence at all.
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Have you ever thought about what it means to be innocent? ... Rather, I should ask, have you thought of how frightening adults are to children and vice versa?
[ Adults are coded in such as way as to nurture and care for children, and so if one just blinks they'll miss it, but the dichotomy is always there. ]
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