blindneedles: (jubei)
blindneedles ([personal profile] blindneedles) wrote in [community profile] genessia2014-04-21 08:23 pm

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It didn't take more than even the slightest bit of awareness for Jubei to realize he was drugged and not in a familiar place. The cocoon wasn't the major clue though as much as the sound of water all around him. There weren't any lakes in Mugenjou... He lay still for several minutes fighting the haze while trying to avoid his awakening unnoticed. When it was confirmed nobody was nearby, the man pulled a long, silver needle from under his sleeve and started ridding himself of the remaining haze.

Only then did he feel his way out of the odd nest of threads with the items on his chest in his free hand. A necklace, what felt like some kind of phone, and a packet of paper that felt like money. Jubei would have to ask their value later. For now though...

"Kazuki? Sakura? Makubex? Shido? Emishi?"

Just because he couldn't hear them breathing in the immediate area didn't mean they wouldn't hear him. After a minute of waiting while sitting on what felt like the edge of the mass of threads he shook his head and stood up. His shoes and the lower cuff of his pants were instantly soaked but that was far more dignified than entering a possible Situation only partially prepared. It was rather easy to wade out of the cavern towards land. At least it felt like he still had all his needles, clothing, and even his sunglasses. So far there had been no sign of threat and that made him even more alert.
faetan: (Scheming Smile)

[personal profile] faetan 2014-05-08 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't touch me!" she snarled at him, her fury continuing to rise. Her anger might have been forced to dissipate before because of the impotency of her arms, but this was too much. Who was he to lecture her, to tell her she was flawed? Just some blind pissant! What she wouldn't give for the use of her fists just so she could bloody his nose and make his eyes sting with tears...!

"And you can shove that respect up your ass! You wanna preach, go find yourself a chapel, you sightless bastard!" Faetan stalked to her sword, wedging her foot beneath the blade to kick it up and catch it in her teeth. Fortunately she'd practiced such a trick for use on her ship, as it left her hands free to climb (and it looked pretty damn cool), otherwise she'd be forced to either abandon her weapon or hunker over it and growl at anyone who came close to make sure no one ran off with it.

The box, though, she'd have to come back for. She stalked off, furious and insulted. She would not forget this, not until she'd paid him back ten times over in humiliation.