Fandom Shade Pirates Set Sail [One Piece RP]

[Death_Surgeon]

The world had always been tinted and distorted for her….it had been that way even before one of her pale slender hands ever got the chance to grace the frame of her first pair of sunglasses. Behind covered eyes and into the deepest of deep thoughts, she figured that if the world was cruel enough to force her down a path she didn’t choose, maybe it forced people down paths that they liked as well. Life ran on a lotto system. No one really chooses who their family is, where they grow up, how they grow-up, and sometimes….even how they’re born. If they’re anything like her, they don’t even know half of the truth behind their existence and grow more and more disappointed with every truth confessed. They just exist and float along whatever current life throws at them while praying for good weather.

Just recently, a wild storm had knocked her off the course she thought had been set for the rest of her life. She had a good thing going with a big name pirate and now she was running from him and dragging as many poor souls as she could with her. Each had their own reasons for joining so she figured she could have a reason for employing them as well. She secretly damned herself for feeling uneasy about allowing others to assist her and hated that she was unable to fully trust most of them despite their pledges of loyalty. However, they were only pledges and nothing more. She knew all too well how rapidly things could change and didn’t care to get involved with too many people. Each person added was another risk but she knew that she’d risk more by not having them. She was strong but knew her limits and was aware of how badly she’d need them if ever she was located by her old crew.

It was the replaying of thoughts like this that caused her dark crimson coated lips to part and release a sigh of hidden despair while she watched the sun begin to rise. It almost looked like a pink gooey mess that had melted across the glassy surface of the sea despite the fact that it was actually rising. All was quiet on the deck, as usual, and it wouldn’t be long before others started to join her in the realm of consciousness. She could only hope that her baker would rise first. She was in real need of her chocolate fix and hated that she had to wait a whole 8 hours for her next dose.

Arms folded on the edge of the ship’s bow, she continues to gaze outward across the vast ocean as she waits…

 

[Peaceswore]

Sleep, that was certainly something many people ought to have. Its a useful thing for your body and mind, to just close your eyes and wander off into dream land. Leaving most if not all of your worries and stress for some other time, unless of course this stress invades your dreams. Then well, tough luck. Either way, sleep is something that ought to be utilized if you wish to be active the following day. Sadly, someone on the ship (other than the captain) didn't get that memo. As currently sitting in the kitchen with a single gas lamp lit, was Nobyuki. In his hand was a recipe book something of which had his full attention currently. It is questionable if he ever went to bed in the first place, or if he slept there in the kitchen (which is honestly a high possibility), though he could have just stayed awake the entire night.

As he read the recipe book his eyes eventually shifted from it to the porthole that allowed him to see the horizon beyond. "The sun is rising? Already?" he whispered to himself as he reached up to adjust his face mask, making sure that everything below his bridge of his nose was covered. A light sigh left him as he reached up and started to do a large yet relaxing stretch, for a good deal of his muscles felt stiff since he had been sitting in the same place for several hours now. A short yawn left him after this stretch as he let his arms fall right back onto the table. "Should I go to bed...or start cooking already?" He muttered to himself as he rubbed the back of his head in consideration.

 

[Say my Name]

Isn't life strange? This was the first thing that came to mind as Ayane awoke from her slumber, a dream of days gone by is what caused her mind to think this. She dreamt of her past spending a large amount of her life at sea with her father before becoming a shipwright on a small island but one small choice had escalated her life causing her to return to sea once more, it was strange to her she was content with her life before but she wasn't one to let others suffer if she could do something about it. Still, it was strange to think that she's gone full circle from pirate to upstanding citizen to pirate once again all because she chose to defend someone. How cruel life can be.

Dragging herself up from her nice warm bed was always a chore and as of lately she's been missing having a day off just to lounge about in bed without a care in the world but alas she couldn't afford such a luxury any longer. Finally, fully out of her bed her next cause of business was getting changed which for her never took too long, she wasn't one who really cared about what she looked like and for sure wouldn't take hours upon hours getting all prettied up unless she had a good reason to. Running her hand through her hair she could feel a thin layer of grease had started to cover it. "I really need to bathe at some point." Ayane muttered to herself before exiting her room and heading to the top weather deck (Any deck exposed to the outside).

The second she got outside her eyes were struck by sunlight causing her to instinctively look down in an attempt to block the sunlight before her eyes quickly adjusted. Looking around on deck it seemed other than the captain she was the one first up...or at least the first one other than the captain on the top deck. "Morning Cap'n." Ayane said giving a small wave to her. The crew's captain was a strange one as were all the crew members, to say the least, the crew was a mismatch of individuals all about as strange as each other and Ayane was no exception. Ayane took a seat in the middle of the deck and began writing down notes in her notebook, it was an idea for a land-based vehicle which after working out all the kinks could be very useful.

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