Fantasy RP The Tale of the Shadow (Kkjib)

[RhysTheFirebird]

Azra grumbles, huffing, "Come back, I need your eyes." He crosses his arms, trying to angle himself in Zukata's direction.

 

[Kkjib]

Zukata who was a bit aways from Azra hummed softly before walking over. "Yes?"

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Azra leans into him for a moment before sighing, "Tell me what you see." He mumbles before leaning back against the mast.

 

[Kkjib]

Zukata hums with a tilt of his head. "Alright." He mumbles as he tilts his head up, he first sees the ships' sails which were not in the best of shape. But then again this was a ghost ship. He could also see the faint outline of the victims still hanging in the soft fog.

He then looks back down to the actual wood of the ship, it was clean. Far more than what it was before, his crew did a good job of making it look nice. "What exactly are you looking for?"

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Azra sighs, "Condition of the ship and things the need to be done to make her good as new." He pats the mast, running his hand over the wood.

"We can't sail her with pride if she's a mess, now can we?" He leans into Zukata for a moment.

 

[Kkjib]

Zukata nods in agreement. "Well the crew did a good job with the base. The wood looks good. The sails are the problem. They're ragged and there still is bodies left." He awnsers as his head lifts up the mast.

"So essentially change or repair the sails and remove the bodies still hanging from her ropes."

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Azra nods, "I'm good with seeing, and my hands need something to do, I can take a few people and and work on those. You and some other can work on the bodies. Get them as clean as possible and prepare for a water burial."

 

[Kkjib]

"Got it. I'll send some boys your way." Zukata says as he presses a soft and quick kiss to Azra's forehead head before walking off to get his crew to start working.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Azra smiles softly, and then walks off to sit somewhere on the deck, waiting for people, the sails, and seeing kits, crossing his legs.

He closes his eyes and listens to the familiar sounds of people. Things his missed and didn't. Jokes, teasing, curses. All of it.

 

[Kkjib]

They all joked about, Zukata being the main facilitator as they walked back.

He pointed a few of the crew to Azra's direction telling them to follow his lead while he took the rest and took them to start with the still hanging bodies.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Azra waits for a moment, and then starts speaking as he hears footsteps approach. "Sit, and be mostly quiet. Work fast, and repair even the smallest fray or tear. Then we will wash the sails."

 

[Kkjib]

The few that came over nodded their head mumbling a soft 'yes sir' before following the orders. Zukata was helping the rest of the crew slowly let down the bodies from the ropes.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Azra tilts his head slightly, listening more towards Zukata as his fingers swiftly went through the motions of patching the sails. His didn't even prick himself once as he worked, moving effortlessly with the needle.

 

[Kkjib]

With out much effort Zukata and the crew got the bodies untangled fron the ropes, laying them out on the deck peacefully.

The crew that was with Azra followed along, joking with eachother softly as the patched different sides of the sails.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Azra sighs softly, rubbing his face with his hand, yawning. He was too sleepy for his own good. Zukata was right, he was like a cat, sleeping all day. He shakes his head, huffing a soft laugh.

He shifts, stretching out a leg, grimacing as he started to cramp.

 

[Kkjib]

From the side he hears a soft, "Geez. Just how many are there?" From Zukata as he and the other crew pull the bodies down. There were more than either of them expected.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Azra tips his head back, "You guys aren't the only ones to come searching. Some fall after a while, but most are still up there. You know, cause I'm blind. Can't really deal with it myself." He stands slowly, stretching.

Through the bodies had been up there for a long time, none showed signs of rot or decay, the magic of the ship having kept the bodies in a stasis.

 

[Kkjib]

"Gods... all of them are all intact. Not a single one is decomposing." Zukata comments as they pull down yet another body.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Azra nods, "Makes since. I haven't aged a single wrinkle since coming into the ship." He walks towards Zukata, humming softly.

 

[Kkjib]

Zukata hums as he places his hands on his hips. "I think thats the last one... unless this ol' girl has more up there." He comments.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Azra laughs softly, shrugging slightly, "I don't know." He leans into Zukata for a moment before stretching.

"The sails are almost done." He mumbles.

 

[Kkjib]

Zukata hums lowly looking over at where they were patching up the sails. "That's pretty good." He comments as one if the crew that were helping Azra held up one of the sails slightly so show to him.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Azra nods, "Well, I'm sure you guys can identify your own crew mates. There's too many to do a huge pretty ceremony, so if anyone wants to say anything, think on it and make sure it's short and to the point. No soliloquies."

 

[Kkjib]

Zukata nods his head softly looking back at the bodies. A few of them were of his own crew, the others he did recognize.

"When you're done we can start it. I'll do a few personal ones for me before though." He mumbles as he looks at the bodies that were apart of his crew.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Azra nods kissing Zukata's shoulder, "I'll give you some space, I'm tired anyways. . ." He yawns.

"Nap time. . ." He mumbles.

 

[Kkjib]

Zukata hums softly patting Azra's head. "Ok.." He responds as he stays still looking at the bodies of his dead crew.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Azra bites his lip, "I'm sorry. . ." He whispers.

 

[Kkjib]

Zukata let out a small laugh. It was dry, likely he only laughed to try and make the air lighter. "Don't be... I just hope their souls are at rest."

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Azra hugs him, nuzzling against his side, "Mph. Don't brush it away, Kata, it's okay to be sad."

 

[Kkjib]

Zukata hums, patting the arms around him. "Go take your nap Azra... I'm alright."