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May. 26th, 2023
(flashback begins)
(sound of someone biting into something)
???: ….It tastes like a cookie. Maybe I, um, could’ve made these before?
???: They’re tastier and more crunchy than the ones I was always eating, but I feel like…..
???: … I dunno. Dunno what this means for me either.
???: They’re tastier and more crunchy than the ones I was always eating, but I feel like…..
???: … I dunno. Dunno what this means for me either.
(sound of a large, old door being opened)
White: Knock knooock, pardon the intrusion~!
( Read more... )(sound of window being opened)
???: …..
???: !?
White: Did you see something?
???: What the-what is that?!
???: That light….it cut across the sky like a knife…!
White: It’s a comet!
White: A really big one, and so beautiful too. It is a great force that is far beyond the reach of this world.
???: ......Incredible….
White: Oh my, my. Look at you, showing interest in something that’s not cooking.
White: The outside world is a giant treasure chest full of amazing things like that comet there.
???: Outside….
White: ……
White: Beautiful child of the pearl. Do you…would you like to see the outside world?
???: ….um……
???: …..I don’t really understand how difficult it might be, but…
???: If there’s something just as beautiful as that light we just watched, I want to see it….I dunno. I feel like I do.
???: !?
White: Did you see something?
???: What the-what is that?!
???: That light….it cut across the sky like a knife…!
White: It’s a comet!
White: A really big one, and so beautiful too. It is a great force that is far beyond the reach of this world.
???: ......Incredible….
White: Oh my, my. Look at you, showing interest in something that’s not cooking.
White: The outside world is a giant treasure chest full of amazing things like that comet there.
???: Outside….
White: ……
White: Beautiful child of the pearl. Do you…would you like to see the outside world?
???: ….um……
???: …..I don’t really understand how difficult it might be, but…
???: If there’s something just as beautiful as that light we just watched, I want to see it….I dunno. I feel like I do.
White: Well if that is how you feel, let me open the way for you. It’s not much, but it is the least I can do.
???: Are you saying it’s okay…is it really okay to go outside?
White: Yes, that’s what I said! The treasure chest we call the world is just waiting for you to discover all of its secrets.
???: Outside. Me, going outside….
???: …….Oh-I want to thank you, but all I have with me is this…..
White: Hoho, your very own homemade cookie! This is the first time I’ve ever gotten such a sweet bribe.
White: In that case, I most certainly accept! I, Lieutenant Commander White, invite you outside to spread your wings.
(flashback ends)
(scene cuts to a background with floating gems; sound of waves crashing against the shore)
…I can hear something nostalgic.
I heard it on a summer day, as soon as it faded away……
There was more than just the sound, too. I could smell something cool and refreshing in the air. This was definitely….
I heard it on a summer day, as soon as it faded away……
There was more than just the sound, too. I could smell something cool and refreshing in the air. This was definitely….
(scene fades in to what appears to be a ship littered with gold)
Akira: …Huh?
Akira: Did I accidentally fall asleep? This is….
Akira: The ocean..?
There are ocean birds flying across the deep blue sky, and clouds were billowing high above me. As I came to my senses, I realized I was laying out on the deck of a ship.
It was one of those old-fashioned ones with sails, and a long mast stabbed into the sky as it towered over me.
Even though the humid wind was passing me by, for some odd reason all I could think about how thirsty I was. And about how…I wanted to leave…..
???: Oh, you’re awake?
Akira: Did I accidentally fall asleep? This is….
Akira: The ocean..?
There are ocean birds flying across the deep blue sky, and clouds were billowing high above me. As I came to my senses, I realized I was laying out on the deck of a ship.
It was one of those old-fashioned ones with sails, and a long mast stabbed into the sky as it towered over me.
Even though the humid wind was passing me by, for some odd reason all I could think about how thirsty I was. And about how…I wanted to leave…..
???: Oh, you’re awake?
Akira: Nero….
His gaze fixed on me like he was trying to guess who I was, so I got up to properly introduce myself.
Akira: Nice to meet you, Nero. I um, my name is Akira.
Nero: Akira, huh? It’s my pleasure.
Nero: Then, Akira. This might be kinda bad of me to ask after we just met, but….
Akira: ….?
Nero: Did ya try to run away from a slave ship?
Akira: A slave ship??
Nero: When we found, you were passed out on the shore covered in rags. And, well…..your wrist. It looks kinda like a burn mark.
Nero: I just kinda picked you up then without thinkin’ about it, even if….Well, if that wasn’t what happened, I thought I could ask ya where ya wanted to get dropped off and no harm done.
I instinctively looked back down at my whole body at Nero’s words.
I was wearing a shirt that was far too large for me, but indeed, underneath that my original clothes were ragged and riddled with holes.
And since the sleeves were rolled up….
Akira: (He’s right. There’s some sort of mark around my right wrist. It looks like a wing….it doesn’t hurt when I touch it, but where did it even come from??)
Akira: (How did this odd thing appear….No, I should really be thinking about where I came…..from….)
Akira: (....Huh…..?)
Akira: I don’t….remember.
Nero: Don’t remember?
Akira: Anything about myself. Like where I'm from or who I am….But, I mean, I know I’m on something called a ship.
Akira: Only….where I lived, who my family was…. It was like any memories of that are entirely washed away.
Akira: I’m sure this all sounds pretty ridiculous to you…
Nero: Not really.
Akira: Eh?
Nero: The longer ya live, the more you can’t stop yourself from forgetting things. And honestly, I think there’s a lotta things we’d all be happier off forgetting.
Nero: If ya don’t remember now, you shouldn’t force it. Just keep stickin’ to it, and if you really do wanna remember from the bottom of your heart, it’ll come to ya.
Nero’s expression wasn’t particularly friendly or happy, but the words he was so carelessly spinning for me definitely showed concern.
Akira: (...How incredible of him, since we only met by chance…)
Being near him felt comforting somehow, like I could finally breathe easier.
Akira: Thank you very much….I think I am feeling a little more at ease now.
Nero: That’s good then.
Nero: Anyway, it’s no problem if you take a break here. Everyone here looks scary, but they’re actually pretty good guys.
Now that he mentioned it, there were a ton of wild-looking guys roaming around the ship. As I examined my surroundings further, my gaze landed on the ocean spread out around the ship, marbled in pink and blue.
His gaze fixed on me like he was trying to guess who I was, so I got up to properly introduce myself.
Akira: Nice to meet you, Nero. I um, my name is Akira.
Nero: Akira, huh? It’s my pleasure.
Nero: Then, Akira. This might be kinda bad of me to ask after we just met, but….
Akira: ….?
Nero: Did ya try to run away from a slave ship?
Akira: A slave ship??
Nero: When we found, you were passed out on the shore covered in rags. And, well…..your wrist. It looks kinda like a burn mark.
Nero: I just kinda picked you up then without thinkin’ about it, even if….Well, if that wasn’t what happened, I thought I could ask ya where ya wanted to get dropped off and no harm done.
I instinctively looked back down at my whole body at Nero’s words.
I was wearing a shirt that was far too large for me, but indeed, underneath that my original clothes were ragged and riddled with holes.
And since the sleeves were rolled up….
Akira: (He’s right. There’s some sort of mark around my right wrist. It looks like a wing….it doesn’t hurt when I touch it, but where did it even come from??)
Akira: (How did this odd thing appear….No, I should really be thinking about where I came…..from….)
Akira: (....Huh…..?)
Akira: I don’t….remember.
Nero: Don’t remember?
Akira: Anything about myself. Like where I'm from or who I am….But, I mean, I know I’m on something called a ship.
Akira: Only….where I lived, who my family was…. It was like any memories of that are entirely washed away.
Akira: I’m sure this all sounds pretty ridiculous to you…
Nero: Not really.
Akira: Eh?
Nero: The longer ya live, the more you can’t stop yourself from forgetting things. And honestly, I think there’s a lotta things we’d all be happier off forgetting.
Nero: If ya don’t remember now, you shouldn’t force it. Just keep stickin’ to it, and if you really do wanna remember from the bottom of your heart, it’ll come to ya.
Nero’s expression wasn’t particularly friendly or happy, but the words he was so carelessly spinning for me definitely showed concern.
Akira: (...How incredible of him, since we only met by chance…)
Being near him felt comforting somehow, like I could finally breathe easier.
Akira: Thank you very much….I think I am feeling a little more at ease now.
Nero: That’s good then.
Nero: Anyway, it’s no problem if you take a break here. Everyone here looks scary, but they’re actually pretty good guys.
Now that he mentioned it, there were a ton of wild-looking guys roaming around the ship. As I examined my surroundings further, my gaze landed on the ocean spread out around the ship, marbled in pink and blue.
(sound of ocean waves)
(scene cuts back to the ship littered with gold)
Akira: (This swirling pink is so beautiful…but..was the ocean always this color?)
???: Oi, finally awake? Lookin’ for a pick-me-up or somethin’?
Nero: Ah….Captain.
Akira: Captain?
I hear a voice behind me and turn around in confusion. When I did, I spotted a man standing there with a similar style of dress to Nero.
???: Ahaha, you got the nerve to look so carefree in front a’ me, huh? Looks like this little shit’s new around here.
Vicious scars cut across the skin on his chest and the bridge of his nose. Though his shoulders were still shaking with laughter, I could still feel his intense presence looking down on me.
He had such a grand and imposing figure, it was like the whole sky, the ocean behind him, and everyone else was just the supporting cast for his mere presence.
Akira: (Amazing….he makes such a lovely picture even just standing there…)
???: What’s got ya like that, huh? You’re all frozen like ya turned to stone-ya fall in love with me already?
His wine-colored eyes pierced through me like he was ridiculing my behavior, and I came to my senses with a sudden jolt.
Akira: I-I’m sorry! I was just so um, fascinated by you.
Akira: Then, um, well it’s nice to meet you, Bradley. Nero told me he saved me, actually.
Bradley: Well he ain’t the type to lie. Still…don’t mean I get where th’ fuck he got the idea from.
He really was such an intimidating person…Once again Bradley’s examining me with his steely gaze.
Before long though, he just gave a broad laugh, looking over at Nero.
Bradley: Even though you’re just a lil brat wearin’ my hand-me-downs, you’re still able t’ get yerself involved in somethin’ where ya start pickin’ up random people, eh, Nero?
Nero: ….I’m sorry, it was all my idea. But, I don't think I can be considered a brat….
Bradley: Oh, we startin’ to talk back now, are we? Ya know, when I first picked ya up, you’d just not talk and stare around vacantly.
Nero: Well that’s-Isn’t it better to say it’s my own growth as an adult….I did my best since I was told the Captain wanted me t’ be more chatty.
Bradley: Ahaha! Ain’t that nice, this trend. Well, I’ll stop treatin’ ya like a brat when ya fit those clothes a lil better.
Drawn in by Bradley’s words, I look over the pairs’ outfits again. The signature look of their hats and decorations gave me the impression of a certain….
Akira: (.....Ah....)
A splendid ship with sails. Bradley being called “Captain”. Everyone looked like they were rugged seafarers-I think I understand now.
Akira: Could you two possibly be….
Crewmate: Captain! A report!
Bradley: What is it?
The moment the report was delivered, Bradley’s eyes lit up. His whole energy changed; his eyes now held the same cold shine as the sunlight glinting off the edge of a knife.
Crewmate: A ship with unknown affiliation drawing near from NNE! If we keep our current course, we will pass by at point blank range!
Bradley quickly takes out a spyglass, and his sharp eyes follow the ship as it starts to draw near. And just like that, he let out a brazen laugh.
Bradley: Don’t change our path. Forward, full-steam ahead.
Nero: …….
???: Oi, finally awake? Lookin’ for a pick-me-up or somethin’?
Nero: Ah….Captain.
Akira: Captain?
I hear a voice behind me and turn around in confusion. When I did, I spotted a man standing there with a similar style of dress to Nero.
???: Ahaha, you got the nerve to look so carefree in front a’ me, huh? Looks like this little shit’s new around here.
Vicious scars cut across the skin on his chest and the bridge of his nose. Though his shoulders were still shaking with laughter, I could still feel his intense presence looking down on me.
He had such a grand and imposing figure, it was like the whole sky, the ocean behind him, and everyone else was just the supporting cast for his mere presence.
Akira: (Amazing….he makes such a lovely picture even just standing there…)
???: What’s got ya like that, huh? You’re all frozen like ya turned to stone-ya fall in love with me already?
His wine-colored eyes pierced through me like he was ridiculing my behavior, and I came to my senses with a sudden jolt.
Akira: I-I’m sorry! I was just so um, fascinated by you.
Akira: Then, um, well it’s nice to meet you, Bradley. Nero told me he saved me, actually.
Bradley: Well he ain’t the type to lie. Still…don’t mean I get where th’ fuck he got the idea from.
He really was such an intimidating person…Once again Bradley’s examining me with his steely gaze.
Before long though, he just gave a broad laugh, looking over at Nero.
Bradley: Even though you’re just a lil brat wearin’ my hand-me-downs, you’re still able t’ get yerself involved in somethin’ where ya start pickin’ up random people, eh, Nero?
Nero: ….I’m sorry, it was all my idea. But, I don't think I can be considered a brat….
Bradley: Oh, we startin’ to talk back now, are we? Ya know, when I first picked ya up, you’d just not talk and stare around vacantly.
Nero: Well that’s-Isn’t it better to say it’s my own growth as an adult….I did my best since I was told the Captain wanted me t’ be more chatty.
Bradley: Ahaha! Ain’t that nice, this trend. Well, I’ll stop treatin’ ya like a brat when ya fit those clothes a lil better.
Drawn in by Bradley’s words, I look over the pairs’ outfits again. The signature look of their hats and decorations gave me the impression of a certain….
Akira: (.....Ah....)
A splendid ship with sails. Bradley being called “Captain”. Everyone looked like they were rugged seafarers-I think I understand now.
Akira: Could you two possibly be….
Crewmate: Captain! A report!
Bradley: What is it?
The moment the report was delivered, Bradley’s eyes lit up. His whole energy changed; his eyes now held the same cold shine as the sunlight glinting off the edge of a knife.
Crewmate: A ship with unknown affiliation drawing near from NNE! If we keep our current course, we will pass by at point blank range!
Bradley quickly takes out a spyglass, and his sharp eyes follow the ship as it starts to draw near. And just like that, he let out a brazen laugh.
Bradley: Don’t change our path. Forward, full-steam ahead.
Nero: …….
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