Forced Vacations [Team Winter]

Fri Jul 01, 2022 12:22 pm

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Forced Vacations [Team Winter] Hardworking-Rimuru-Slime-Diaries-Header

The clanging of steel filled the air of his forge as he had a slight reprieve from the Nova Exams. He had been working on something new to showcase for the next round...something amazing. Because of that the wild plumes of smoke reached to the heavens from his foge. Without pause he would reach for a small jug that had been sitting on his right, putting it to his mouth and drinking from it slowly. He needed to stay hydrated in all of that heat despite his body being used to such extreme heats. He would drop the object into the water close to him and smile at his work, sitting the cup down and looking toward the door that lead to the front of his store. He would grab Cassian and head out to clear his head which was good for the moment, and as he reached for the door handle to step out, he would find his feet in a strange place....it was sand? He waited for a moment as he wiggled his toes and feeling the coarse, rock like substance made him flinch backwards but he did not go backwards into a door. He had...just been wearing shoes and yet he can feel sand? Stumbling for a moment he would fall into more sand. Instead of his normal clothing, he was apparently wearing a white tank top and shorts which was different than his normal forging clothes. This was....disappointing. This had to had been a joke. He knew this had to do with a rip in space and time...or someone summoned him here. The first thing he would do is walk around to get some information as to where he was. As he did a child, younger than he at least tugged at the ends of his hoodie trying to get his attention. Looking down he would tilt his head and smile to the young boy as he spoke,"Can I help you?," the dragon would ask as he looked down to the boy and tilted his head. The young child requested help in trying to build the "bestest" and "awesomest" sand castle. While Morio wanted to pass on the offer it was....hard to say no to him. Whatever the case had been, he would begin to grab some tools and help with the beginning of an awesome sand castle of all time. After all he had been a blacksmith.

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Fri Jul 01, 2022 7:05 pm

The early afternoon sun beamed down on Typhon as he and his father slowly walked home with groceries. The air was dry and hot and the village felt more desert than oasis. He would wipe some sweat from his forehead and look at his dad. Walking at his father's pace would seem painfully slow to onlookers, but Ty didn't mind. He knew that if the roles were reversed his dad would do the same for him. They had gathered up all the ingredients needed to make a good spicy seafood gumbo. Their love of the same foods was just another thing for the young man to bond with his father over.

"I can't wa-" Ty would begin to speak when very suddenly he would find himself standing in a completely different place. The bag of groceries he had been holding was nowhere to be found and the cobbled road underneath his feet had become soft sand. Taking a frantic look around Ty would realize he was now standing on a beach. He'd never seen one before, but the water stretching out for miles along the coast made it obvious. As unlikely as it seemed for a person to be one place and suddenly end up in another, it wouldn't be the first time the genin had experienced such a thing.

He considered the possibility of being caught in a genjutsu, but a quick seal and release proved that not to be the case. The next thing to grab his attention was the heat. For someone born and raised in a desert heat was not usually an issue, but something in this area made the temperature feel so much worse. He wasn't at all used to the humidity and the air was suffocating. It didn't help how overdressed for the area he was. A jacket and sweatpants were not an ideal combo for beachwear. There were other people around and he was a bit nervous about possibly touching someone with his exposed skin. It was a risk he'd have to take though considering just how bad the heat was. Passing out from a heat stroke would be problematic. He would decide to remove his black jacket, tying it around his waste. He would then roll up his sweatpants to knee height. He decided to keep on his green t shirt and gloves. The young man's skin had not truly seen sunlight like this since he was a child. Being covered up all the time led to him having extremely pale complexion. He would certainly get sunburnt today.

He needed to figure out where he was and what was going on. Searching around he would see loads of people but didn't recognize them at all. He was sure they weren't Hoshi residents. As he walked around Ty would finally spot someone he knew. His teammate Morio somehow also ended up on this beach. Even odder than that he was helping a little kid build a sand castle. They were planning something impressive by the looks of it.

Ty would call out to his squad member as he approached, "Hey! If you're here too then I'll bet Yamato had something to do with us getting teleported out here." Once he was standing next to the pair he would glance at the planned out area for the sandcastle. "So uhh...having some fun I see. Might as well kill time till we figure out what's going on." He would laugh, grabbing a bucket to fetch some water and pitch in.

(WC 585)
(TWC 585/7750)

Sun Jul 03, 2022 5:13 pm

“That probably wasn’t the case, since I don’t see him anywhere.” The voice of Toran rang out from behind his much older teammate. The soft feeling of sand in between the boy's toes was something he had noticed when he first had been teleported to this very strange location. The air felt so hot and humid compared to the changing weather of Hoshi. They did live somewhere within the mountains after all, the humid climate of this environment would be vastly different than that of Hoshigakure’s varied landscapes. Yet Toran didn’t look all that panicked, it almost looked as though something like this had happened before for him. Perhaps it might have happened towards the two in front of him. But he had no idea about whether or not Typhon and Morio had experienced a cross-dimensional adventure before. Yet Toran’s sharingan was constantly on it seemed. Almost as if he was just waiting for perhaps a whiff that the realm all of them were in was a Genjutsu that he could potentially help dispel. Yet Toran glanced over towards Morio, witnessing him help build a sandcastle with a small boy that also was housed in this dimension. Taking a small intake of breath. He gave only a small look of understanding towards Typhon, before immediately running to where Morio was. Giving a small wave as he’d help attempt to make such a wondrous sandcastle for the young child. It would definitely be helpful to Toran if he was actually able to help the small child and Morio with the sandcastle.

Immediately noting that sandcastles often would need water to make a concrete and sturdy foundation of its own sandy walls. Toran grabbed one of the many buckets within the sandy area. His hand curled around the handle of the bucket. Rising it into the air before making his way towards the water with swift and light footwork. Toran had gotten way faster it seemed since the last time any of his teammates had actually met him. The softness of the sand, plus the warmth coiling all throughout his body felt kinda nice. Being at the beach was certainly a relaxing feeling, yet it was also that same feeling of coziness that felt so different than that of the old dimension he had been in. The ever-blooming wonder of the springtime festival, with the sakura petals dancing in the sky like small dancers riding through the winds. It felt so much different then this place. With its crashing waves across the wet and sandy beach. Other people here who actually wanted to talk and interact with the shinobi and make conversation. Toran however had much bigger things to attend to, that being helping a child and dragon make a pretty good sandcastle. Toran’s feet eventually touched the now calmed waves, crouching down and guiding the bucket within his hands. Began to take the beautiful blue water, the slight tang of salt remained on his tongue as he took in the smell of the beach. It felt so different then anything he had ever been used to.

Returning back with the bucket of water, he’d attempt to help Morio and the Child by adding small bits of water here and there to the small bits of falling sand. Building up and fortifying the foundations of the sandcastle with his dexterous fingers guiding the sand, his fingers scraping and gently clawing at the sand to try and make it more fortified. He hoped their fourth member could arrive here soon. That way all four of them could enjoy the beach time together… As Team Winter.

WC:602

Wed Jul 06, 2022 4:32 pm

Hotaru’s Attire:

A concise postponement of the Nova’s tournament of power allowed for many of the combatants and spectators alike a chance to collect themselves and digest the outcomes of the rounds. It was without a doubt a favorable decision on the host’s end to allow those that won the time due to them to celebrate their brief victory - and those that lost the time owed to them to reflect and gather their emotions. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity. No man, or woman should squander it.

Hotaru, along with her four guards advanced through the path provided to them by the crowd, recognizing her for her status and her abilities as one of the few shinobi of old in Hoshigakure. Reflecting on the battle she just witnessed with Morio and Arashi, she was no less proud in seeing her fellow comrade so sharp in his strategy. Definitely an heir to his clan. But what troubled her was how he would fair against the next wave of obstacles. Most regarding to Tsunayoshi Hoshimura, Morio’s brother. The man has been the rising talk of the village for some time now, his fame perceives him. Though she is uncertain, she knew in her heart that the giant eye with a number of smaller eyes within it from another arena was his doing. The sense of power that he possess was enough for her, as prideful as she is, to understand that she was not even a match for someone like Tsuna.

However, Morio was in a class of his own. He had progressed so well beyond the rest of them that she felt left behind. Despite her genetic improvements.

Steadily approaching her chambers, she would raise a single hand, right hand, signaling for her escorts to wait outside. “I will return five minute before the next rounds of the tournament begins. Do not disturb me before then. Understood?” The question was rhetorical, she knew that her words went without question. Closing the door behind her, she would sigh as she approached her vanity, taking a seat before the mirror. Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath to clear her nerves she would feel warmth upon her neck. What was this? Snapping her eyes open, she found herself surrounded by sand… “I am in no mood for your games, witch. Cease this at once!” Perplexed and irritated, she hissed at Hekate. Her acrimony was met with laughter. “You insult me. This is no dimension of my creation, it’s not even an illusion of my will.” Aghast by this information she would step back, knocking the chair she was sitting at over, looking to it only to see it wasn’t there.

The Shinkou would traverse the sand for some time, until she heard some familiar voices. Eventually spotting some familiar faces as well. Morio, Ty and Toran. What were they all doing here she wondered. Approaching them in her sternness she would address them. “Speak now, where are we? Where is Yamato?” She demanded an answer, but after a few seconds she would correct herself. They were not the cause of this. “My apologies, I did not mean to take my frustrations out on you all. This day has been taxing for me. At any rate, where are we…and what’s this about a sand castle?” Her head still hazy from this experience, she would hope that her apology was enough. Though she wouldn’t care if it was or not.

TWC: 577/7750

NE Stack: 1/6
ES Stack: 1/5

Sun Jul 10, 2022 11:19 am

For the most part Morio had been working with the child on his own, instructing and guiding the child on some of the base parts of the castle so that its foundation stood tall. He never had experiences like this before which had come at an odd time in the Ametsuchi's life. He never really had the opportunity to play in the sand or even build things like this, so for him to be so blindly helping this child it had been...Odd to say the least. None the less he would continue on the foundation until they both had a solid form," Alright now that we have a foundation all there is to do is to build up and around. Use as much of your imagination as you can to make this truly stand out alright?," to which the young child would nod to the blue haired shinobi and get to work putting sand into the buckets. At this time he would hear a very familiar voice and as he turned around he would see someone he had not seen in quite a while. Typhon. One of the members of Team Winter. He was unaware that he made the action but a small smile would appear on his face as he turned his head only slightly to face Typhon and nodded to him," Well look who I have not seen in quite a while. How has life been treating you?," it was true that he had not seen much of his team since he had locked himself within his forge and shut out the outside world. Having one of them here meant that this would go a little further than a simple castle building. A small chuckle would escape his lips as he shook his head and went back to making one of the rooks," I doubt Yamato had anything to do with this. Man doesn't seem that versed in Space-Time to launch us into a separate plane of existence...that i know of at least. I am assuming we will find the culprit as we go about our day," he wasn't sure of that but it was the best bet that he could think of at least to put a finger on what was going on.

Another familiar voice would ring out just after Typhon which caused Morio to stand and turn around. To his surprise another member of Team Winter would appear into the fold as Toran came around. Now this was starting to get a little weird as he dusted his hands of the sand and spoke," First Typhon, now you Toran. Seems the fates have it for us to all meet again hm? All we are missing now is our Ice Queen and we have the team all back together again," and to his surprise he would hear that cold, demanding tone of said Ice Queen as he turned to face her. It was odd smiling for and toward Hotaru because it did not come from a place of liking or even....feelings. No it was something that came about having someone close to him that knew what he had been going through. Though they had parallels they had many similarities as well. Giving a two finger salute, he would begin to answer her questions just to get her to relax a little," Well no sight of Yamato and as to where we are? A beach of sorts. From what i can tell its definitely outside the realm of Hoshi and maybe even our own plane of existence. As for the sand castle? Just helping that little kid out is all...It seems even if you go to a beach you still dress regal. Well since all of Team Winter is here we might as well get this done hm? What do you say leader?," it was his own tasteful jab at Hotaru as he went back to building the castle with the others. In the meantime he would talk with the others as they built the castle and once they were done he would stand and look at their work," Castle Winter is complete and it looks pretty fucking awesome right?," he'd look to the others and look for their approval before patting the kid on the back," You did great as well. Go along and find your parents and show them eh?," to which the boy would hug the legs of Morio and take off to find his parents.

Resting his hands on his hips he would sigh and look around," Now that there aren't anymore kids around to help lets figure out where the hell we are," although as soon as he was about to find a landmark he could hear two people bickering and loud at that. Normally he wouldn't care and let them fight it out, but it was irking his soul about how loud they were being. Walking over to the couple he would slam Cassian into the ground causing some loose sand to fly onto them," Oi. You're at a fucking beach and you're being loud around other people trying to relax and kids are playing. You decide to have your tiff in front of everyone like its normal," looking over them the first thing that caught the dragon's eyes had been the metal around their fingers and he knew instinctively," How long have you two been betrothed to one another for you to be bickering like school kids? Judging by the metal not long... And yet you two are willing to throw it all away over what?," he would stick the tip of Cassian into the sand as he waited for a reply or interjection from one of his teammates. As he waited he could hear the voice of Cassian drifting within his mind," So the child knows what marriage is despite never being around someone mm? Odd how you knew so much yet so little for your age my blood. Either way good job you definitely rattled one of them," the ethereal chuckle echoed within his mind as he only let out a small sigh of annoyance. Cassian always knew how to make jabs without making them it seems.

1029 WC
TWC 1438/7,750

Sun Jul 10, 2022 3:05 pm

Ty was pleasantly surprised with how calm Morio was about the whole situation. It always helps to have a level head in an unknown area. The unfamiliar sand under his feet and the unrelenting sun already scorching his skin made Ty immediately uncomfortable and he really did not feel like doing a lot of deep thinking. He would rather just sit by for now and allow his team to come up with a plan. As he sort of expected, it would not take long for the rest of team winter to arrive. Toran would arrive and quickly take to the task of helping with the sand castle. Hotaru would be a bit more flustered, she came in asking questions but would immediately regain her composure. Morio helped put everyone's minds at ease by simply focusing on the construction of this kid's sand castle.

The structure turned out really well considering the improvisational nature of the whole thing. Morio truly did have an eye for craftsmanship.

"You know I've recently taken up blacksmithing. Maybe you could give me some tips some time." Ty would say idly to the Hoshimura as he admired their work.

The child was impressed to say the least. Typhon highly doubted he imagined them creating a work of art when he approached the shinobi with a bucket and shovel. Pointed peaks on the towers and even a filled moat with a drawbridge. It was a castle that would look right at home in the more historic districts of Hoshi. It was like a piece of home in this foreign place.

"Man kid, look at that. That's not something you see every day huh?" He would laugh to the child. Completely satisfied with the job the boy would give Morio a hug and run off, hopefully to find his parents. Now free to act again it would make sense for Team Winter to actually start investigating the situation and try to figure out who or what brought them there. People don't get sucked out of their normal lives like this for no reason.

Looking around at the beach Ty would remember what he was doing before getting brought here. He hoped his father was okay. There was no way the old man could carry all of the groceries home by himself. He would have to rely on the kindness of a stranger. There was nothing he could do about it now, but it still worried the young Canopic.

He would be pulled out of his thoughts by the sound of shouting. Spinning on his heel in the sand Ty would spot the source of the racket. A young couple was having it out right in the middle of the beach. A quick glance around one would see that almost all eyes on the beach were on the fighting pair. They were undoubtedly beyond pissed off at each other and didn't care who was listening. Ty would tend to stay out of such personal things, but in this case it didn't seem like he would have that luxury.

Morio would walk right up to them and slam his weapon into the sand to grab their attention before shouting at them to quiet down. It was not a graceful approach but it seemed to work for the moment as the two stood stunned at the audacity of Morio. Taking a moment to assess the situation it seemed like they were a married couple having a pretty terrible spat. Not the kind of thing that gets solved through shouting and violence.

Ty would run over and put an arm around Morio, "Sorry about my friend's rudeness. But honestly he isn't wrong. A public beach isn't the place to have a fight like this." He would try to sound reasonable and try to diffuse the whole situation. Instead, what happened was the two turning back to each other and shouting again."

The woman would yell so hard that she was practically spitting in her husband's face, "Now look! You're causing a scene and bothering people!"

The man would respond with just as much intensity, "Well maybe if you actually listened to me I wouldn't be so pissed off!"

Honestly the entire situation was starting to annoy the hell out of Typhon. He couldnt stand petty bullshit like this and couldnt care less who "won" the fight. He just wanted some peace and quiet. It was too hot to be dealing with stuff like thus.

He would turn to his comrades with a look of annoyance and suggest that someone shut the two of them up.

(WC 763)
(TWC 1348/7750)

Mon Jul 11, 2022 9:45 pm

Noting that the beach itself was rather relaxing all things considered, this place, this realm in general, with the soothing sand flooding his feet and toes with warmth and heat after a long days worth of relaxation and rest. Toran understood that this place didn’t feel as hostile as the eternal spring realm that he was once in. It was very surprising that not even a few months beforehand that he would be inside of another dimension. This time however he was surrounded by his teammates minus their leader. Which kinda put them in a position of who would be leading the investigation. He didn't know if the other three had any experience with that other realm. Or if there have been other realms that others have been sucked up into like this and the eternal spring. Perhaps asking everyone after helping the child build the sandcastle would be the best idea for starters. Toran glanced at the handiwork that Morio had accomplished with something as small and as chaotic as sand. Not even himself, with his fingers being able to pinpoint precise movements and even chakra could make as beautiful a work as the Hoshimura next to him. Morio seemed to have a knack for building items and structures. Perhaps he’d be the perfect one to request something of, so long as Toran had enough money and materials for the job. Yet the youngest out of the group continued his work on the magnificent sand castle that was in the works. Trying to make small indents for the motes at the bottom of the beautiful castle. Using that pale of water he had just grabbed to fill up the sandy mote with water to make it look really like the real deal. This truly was going to become the castle of Winter!

This was the first time that Toran had ever actually helped in creating a Sand castle before, remembering when he used to play in the sands near the house when he was a lot younger. Yet the small flashes of his parents made him immediately jump back to the case at hand. The reason for their summoning and how they could potentially get out of here if possible. As it stood there would be no real way for them to get out of this realm itself. The beach sand did always feel cozy to him, yet he wasn’t comfortable in leaving everything behind simply because and staying on this beach. Yet the arrival of their Ice Queen certainly didn’t complicate things further, as now the entire group was together at last. With the Uchiha giving a small wave towards their supposedly assigned leader as a result of Morio’s most likely sarcastic statement.

“It’s good to see you again Hotaru, it’s been so long since I’ve seen any of you in person! I’m glad that you all are doing mostly alright. If only a little bit more than the last time.”

Yet perhaps a little bit of Hikari was rubbing off on him, giving Morio a scolding look before motioning towards the not even 11 year old right next to them staring at the castle in sheer disbelief and awe that it even existed in the first place. Toran’s lips curled upwards into a small smile at how wonder struck the child was in front of them. Morio’s own appreciative taps towards the boy's shoulder sent the kid into a giddy spiral. Jumping up and down in excitement before running off to go find his own parents. Toran had a sense of accomplishment doing that. A simple and small gesture that he wished he could do back home without the people around him giving him stares. He always could feel someone's eyes drilling into the back of his head. Which is probably why Toran immediately was on the move again. He’d have to at least ask everyone about the case of the Eternal Spring, if any of them were even there in the first place.

“So, do any of you remember being in another dimension before this? Filled to the brim with Sakura petals and eternally being in the springtime? Cause if that’s the case then maybe we have to find the individual who’s keeping control of this dimension to let us out?”

He spoke without so much as a stutter, staring back at his teammates with a resolute look to it. His charcoal eyes staring at each of them for a single moment. Not even blinking until eventually the squawking and shouting of two people filled his ears. Causing the Uchiha to turn his attention back towards wherever the hell that amount of bickering and bitching was.

“At least Hikari can’t read my thoughts, although it sounds like a nail on a chalkboard with how loud they’re being-”

He followed after the two who had decided to approach the couple that was currently arguing and bickering like two children stuck with the last piece of a puzzle. It felt all so childish to him, however Toran was good with talking to people. So first he’d address what he had heard at first. That being that apparently the Husband had either requested or suggested something to the wife that left them feeling annoyed at each other.

“Well what was the suggestion you asked for her?” Toran asked, his eyes pointed wearily at the husband. Keeping his calm and cool persona on, he gave a small huff as the Husband stared back at Toran. Seemingly doing a staring contest with the boy before finally exhaling out a massive sigh and explaining.

“I just wanted to go get some kind of food! You said to yourself that you were hungry!?” The husband went back to shouting for a moment before Toran slammed his hands together to get his attention while the wife had been ready to tussle out with words yet again.

“Alright! So you both are hungry… Now why are you upset?” Toran changed his glance back towards the newly wedded wife. To which she immediately squawked back towards the child.

“Well our stuff is still laying out there! Someone could steal it! So we can just save eating for later!” She shouted, her eyes staring dagger at the husband, who was about to rebuttal before Toran waved his hand towards the both of them.

“Alright alright! Why don’t we make this easy? I’ll look after your stuff while you go enjoy some lunch together. It’ll be like a romantic afternoon for the two of you.”

Hopefully that was able to satiate the married couple for right now, Toran feeling pretty confident that he could at least take them down to one another. Which gave him some hope that it at least was something that he was genuinely good at.

WC:1132
TWC:1734

Wed Aug 10, 2022 10:19 pm

Morio crossed his arms and listened to the argument and wondered what they were even arguing about? Food? These two were seriously arguing about food? What a stupid thing to argue about. The 12 year old tapped his forearm in a bout of disgust and overall disdain over the males antics. Had this been any other place he would have slapped the male with the broadside of his smithing hammer to knock some sense into him for being such a child. The two bickered for a moment more and thanks to the combined help of his team the issue would be resolved, and thankfully. He was this close to being the violent one of the group. Looking over to where Hotaru was he was actually grateful she decided to stay over there or else this probably would have gone south fast. Watching them walk off he would scoff and run a hand through his hair," All of that over some food? Are you serious? You couldn't agree on one little thing for food so you decide to fight over it...ON YOUR HONEYMOON OF ALL THINGS. If that's what marriage is then hard pass on it," of course this was spoken from the mind of a child...an intelligent one but a child none the less. After the events of the arguing married couple, the young Ametsuchi would turn to walk off to explore more of the beach yet his ears turned him to a different area. Somewhere to the right of him a man would be going nuts because of something. Walking over he would listen in a little more to see what the issue had been," DAMMIT...All of our fireworks for the nighttime display are ruined due to the damned tide. Who told you to put them here?! Why i oughta," shaking his fist furiously at one of his workers, he would turn to see Morio staring dead at him.

The two would lock for a few more moments before the man looked at Morio asked finally," What're you looking at kid?," to which Morio would shrug and look over to the right to clear a clear view of the fireworks. Looking back to the man who had watched Morio's eyes go to the fireworks and back to him before speaking," Well given you are having such a big issue with your fireworks...why don't you let someone go get you more unless you didn't think ahead and store more somewhere else?," the young dragon would raise a brow expecting an angry response. In return the man would give up, seeing that arguing with the younger male would only lead to an issue. Shrugging he would point to a hill over yonder before speaking," Sure whatever you say kid. There is a shed over the hill there that has more fireworks just in case. Be CAREFUL with them," Morio didn't really need to respond to the quip, instead motioned to the others to join them. As he walked off he would call over to his teammates," Looks like we are fixing someone's mistake come on guys. The sooner we can get this done the sooner we can enjoy this...beach i guess," he didn't turn around to them to speak, but his voice would carry far enough that the three could hear them. Walking down the path he put his hands behind his back and walked silently unless one of the others had spoken to him in which he would respond to them. If the others had been behind him, Morio would speak to them in kind as they encroached upon the shack," So what do you guys think of this beach so far? I can tell you we've been teleported here, but as for the why behind it i'm not sure. Doesn't really bother me because it constitutes as a "touch grass" scenario and the old man will get off my ass about being in the forge so much, but i do not like being teleported places...against my will that is," he would furrow his brows just a bit as he pondered on who had the ability to teleport people at random to a different plane. An interesting ability to have for sure and if he could, Morio would look into it to see if it was something he could do himself.

Finally they would arrive at the shack and once they did, he would push the unlocked and slightly unhinged door back with his foot and walk in slowly," Well here are the fireworks...lets get at it then shall we?," grabbing a few boxes himself he would begin to walk out first and back to the original area they had been. To make sure he was not making the same mistake as the last worker, he would look at the sand and the water, gauging the tide itself. Using the sand where the water had already touched, he would assume that the tide might still reach them so he had an interesting idea. Setting the boxes he currently had about 5 meters back from the original fireworks, he would draw a sword from the requip plane and begin to cut deep into the sandy shawl. The slash would be precise and filled with lightning chakra, causing the sand to glass where he had swung at. He would continue this until he had made a moat of sorts and continued it down for a bit, to make a sort of mini gutter system. Coming back the sword would disappear from his hand as he motioned for the others to come over," Now we should not have to worry about the tide. Go ahead and sit them over there and we will be done with this," waiting for the others near some of the trees, Morio would chill out and watch. He only closed his eyes for a moment before hearing someone yell out to him "Hey you! Yeah YOU that did the sword thing c'mere". Opening one of his eyes he debated on ignoring them but after them yelling for the next three minutes he sighed aggressively and responded back," What?!" to which he would be asked.

"You want to be in a movie?"

WC: 1,040
TWC: 2478

Fri Aug 12, 2022 10:16 am

The bickering couple was handled thanks to Toran offering an admittedly simple solution. Ty felt a bit embarrassed that his mind was starting to lean towards ending the fight through violence. It would have been very satisfying to have Morio send the couple flying into the nearby water. Typhon was usually a non violent person in general, but in this heat he did not really have the patience for pacifism. The scorching sun was already starting to burn the Canopic's skin and the humidity was having a serious effect on his breathing. It had never really occurred to him that the dry climate Hoshi found itself in made the air so much more breathable. It felt like he had something caught in his throat and he couldn't cough it out. Looking around for any kind of relief Ty would notice an unattended umbrella wedged into the sand.

He felt a little bad about it, but he could quite literally feel his pale skin sizzling and so Ty walked over and pulled it free. Holding it over his head the young man would finally feel some shade. He knew he looked like an idiot walking around with an umbrella on a sunny day, but he really did not care at this point. He would scoot back over to the group just in time for Morio to stumble into yet another person's slight problem. This time it was a man who appeared to be in charge of setting up fireworks for the nights festivities. Somebody managed to leave the crates filled with fireworks on the beach near the water. The tide rolled in and soaked all the explosives. There was no way they'd be ready by nightfall and the man looked really stressed out about it. It was yet another task that could easily be solved and yet for whatever reason the people on this beach were incapable of making obvious decisions. Ty wondered if there was something in the water making these people dumb or if maybe the sun had fried their brains.

This problem's big brained solution was to have the group go and grab some extra fireworks out of a shed that was pretty close by. They would head out and start ascending the comically large hill that the shed sat upon. Just another odd mismanagement in the infrastructure of this place. It felt as if some deity set this place up as one big cosmic laugh and then tossed Team Winter into it.

"I don't know why we ended up here, but I do know I want to leave as soon as possible" Ty would laugh lightheartedly towards Morio's question. He was in a slightly better mood now that he had a little bit of shade to hide from the sun under. He was sure there was some reason for it all but drenched in sweat the young man was in no position to do critical thinking.

Instead he was happy to follow along and help with the manual labor. The shed ended up being nothing special and it was indeed filled with boxes of fireworks stacked all over the place. Realizing he would need two hands to carry the boxes Typhon would reluctantly stake his new umbrella in the sand and pick up a few crates. Stepping out of the shed the sun's burning rays would yet again start working on boiling Ty alive. He would fall in behind Morio and the others and let them figure out where the drop spot should be. Once the crates were out of his hands Ty would walk a few labored steps and then fall flat on his back and start coughing his lungs up. If his team showed any concern he would assure them that he would be alright in a couple minutes.

As his breathing calmed down he'd overhear the unmistakable sound of another odd job coming towards them. This time someone was asking Morio if he wanted to star in a movie. As if the day couldn't get more ridiculous.

(WC 673)
(TWC 2021/7750)

Tue Aug 16, 2022 1:42 pm

Toran could not believe that he was actually able to convince the couple to actually begin to talk out their own problems without him or anyone else needing to actually smack some sense into them. His eyes followed the couple as they made their way towards the massive boardwalk that the beach held. There were a lot of different attractions and restaurants lined up right next to each other on the massive wooden boardwalk. Toran turned his attention back towards the rest of his own group with a smile plastered on his face that he did a decent job on dealing with the married couple in question, however hearing Morio’s child-like rant on marriage. He’d certainly have to agree.

“Agreed, if that’s how Mom and Dad acted when they were a lot younger than I’m gonna pass on doing any kind of romance anytime soon, plus it gets in the way of the village!” Confidently shouting along with the Hoshimura, the two youngest shinobi got slight looks from passersby within the beach itself as they stood there without so much as moving. That was until Morio decided to leave the group, causing Toran to follow, mainly due to being curious about this island's inner workings and how best to deal with them. There were seemingly a lot of people who might need their help if so many others were going to be nagging them constantly about their own problems. It made things rather interesting to start out with, especially given that there would be no time to waste on this beach and what adventures it held. It certainly was an alluring place to live in, the warmth of the beach seeping into the Uchiha’s skin as the group moved onto their next massive problem. A large man was currently shouting at a few of his workers about some kind of firework problem. The owner shook his fist furiously at one of the workers who almost looked like his legs were going to fold underneath the sudden weight of his boss' words. However Toran mainly looked back at Typhon for a moment as he had apparently wandered off in search of some kind of shade, eventually plucking a random umbrella off of the ground and using it for his own sense of cold and shade.

“You know Typhon, seeing you like this makes me want to learn water style so that way you can always feel nice and cold, or just have a cloud over your head to match your own mood right now!” The young Uchiha gave a grin while staring back at Typhon for a moment. However, if he truly wanted to make Typhon better, he could always cast a genjutsu on him… Even though he wasn’t that good at it. But it certainly was an option that Toran had thought about, Toran turned back towards where Morio and the firework owner were currently talking about. It seemed that the group was going to have to get some more work done. Although it would make sense that this time they were at least helping someone with something that could help the other people around in the future. Toran’s eyes staring down towards the ground for a brief moment before Morio beckoned them to follow. The owner made sure that they knew to be careful with the product that they were going to be transporting from a hill up and down. Which only had Toran give a small chuckle at Morio’s unenthusiasm at them being transported towards a beach of all places and not seemingly enjoying it. Yet Toran understood that mainly doing physical labor or fixing other people's mistakes could be very boring and tiresome. Yet Toran had a way of fixing their spirits should it come down to it.

“Honestly, I’d say it isn’t too bad, sure we’re mainly doing physical and mental work to try and help the people here. Yet it’s better than absolutely nothing to do back in the village. Although Typhon, if you really want me to hold that umbrella for ya I can?” Toran offered the bleach masked older gentlemen. Giving a small smile as he could tell that things were certainly going to get a bit strange with the transportation process involving all of these boxes. He knew that Typhon would prefer if they simply would not step back into the sunlight. Which got him the bright idea to at least seem useful towards the rest of his teammates in that regard. Weaving the hand seals necessary, Toran activated the Shadow clone Jutsu and made two clones with said jutsu, one of them would help with the carrying process of the fireworks. While the other held the umbrella that was once stuck in the sand by Typhon and held it over him so that way he wasn’t immediately struck with the sun's own rays. Thus making it much easier for Typhon to transfer over the boxes without really getting too much of a breathing issue. Yet Toran still decided to check up on his friend just in case while the clones were finishing up transporting the rest of the boxes of fireworks.

“Hey hey hey! You alright Ty?!” Crouching down towards Typhons’ own level. Making sure that the masked individual was alright as Typhon seemingly coughed up his reassurances that he’d be okay. Which only made Toran worried that Typhon was way worse then Toran once thought. It made him hope that he’d still be fine after all of this walking and such. Yet turning his back to see Morio making a moat of sorts with turning the sand into glass. It did indeed make the Uchiha a bit jealous that he had that much chakra control with lightning. Not even he could get it to that level of strength without using something like Chidori with his own hands. That feat of strength was indeed super impressive. Yet as it seemed everything would calm down for a brief amount of time. Suddenly someone showed up and pointed towards Morio, specifically calling him “The boy with the sword!”. It was kinda funny that Morio was simply labeled that instead of something else. Seeing that Morio was offered into a movie position would only make Toran hope that Hikari couldn’t hear him.

“What the FUCK?!!”

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