[Moon 10, Morning - Aftdeck] GROUP A - Fashion 101

[Hida Musasha]

Musasha bows, "Hai, sensei!" He rushes forward to the indicated place.

[Moshi Kaimenko]

Calmly, Kaimenko steps aside, casually crowding Sayuri out of the way.

[Volsung]

From above there is a loud yell and with as little warning as that a body on a rope comes swooping down out of the sky from the rigging. He collides with a nearly bone crushing smash against the Hida who had just reached the edge of the boat and between the Hida being unprepared for the hit and the momentum of his apparent assailant the Hida is sent sailing out over the open water, head first.

The comet from the sky meanwhile lets out a somewhat pitiful moan as the rope comes swinging back over the boat and one of the heimin, the man nick-named Chuckles, drops the rope, clutching his right arm. A testament to the fact that colliding with a fully armored Hida when you were not in armor yourself was a painful experience.

[Moshi Kaimenko]

Her voice snaps out even before Musasha clears the railing, harsh and commanding, "Junpei-san, fly your end of the rope down to him and make sure he gets a hold of it. Sayuri-san, get behind the Dragon and brace to pull when Isawa-san gives the all clear."

[Hida Musasha]

There's a yell from below, "Can someone toss me down the soap from the bucket on the starboard rail? Might as well get my bath in while I'm down here."

[Shiba Nozomi]

Wincing at the sickening crunch, Nozomi's suspicions were confirmed. With a sigh, she makes her way over to the heimin. A soft whisper and a gentle tug on the edge of his shirt, and the petite Phoenix tries to get his attention and pull him away from the group.

[Shiba Naomi]

Naomi flinched as Musasha was knocked overboard and her first instincts were to rush to help to pull the enormous man out from the sea.
The only thing that stopped her was that it seemed Kaimenko had specifically wanted the others to do the job... so now she stood tense and ready to be called to help.

[Moshi Kaimenko]

Kaimenko peers over the railing and shouts back, "Bayushi's balls, man! Flail a little and act distressed! It's a training exercise!"

There might have been a smile of amusement, but it certainly wasn't present when she turns her glare and scowl on the other trainees.

[Hida Musasha]

"Hai, sensei!" there is a long moment of silence. "I don't think I'm a very good actor, sensei. Should I climb the rope, or let them do all the work?"

[Bayushi Kichirou]

Kichirou's eyes go a bit wide as he watches the collision. His eyes flitting only briefly to the injured sailor before turning back to the action happening at the railing.

[Volsung]

Wincing at the sickening crunch, Nozomi's suspicions were confirmed. With a sigh, she makes her way over to the heimin. A soft whisper and a gentle tug on the edge of his shirt, and the petite Phoenix tries to get his attention and pull him away from the group.

Chuckles isn't whimpering, he's been at sea too long to do that, but the way he's holding his arm definitely gives away that he broke something in that collision. As the woman tugs on his shirt he looks over at her, and pulls back a little as he gets a cloe-up view of her eyes.

He steels himself though, very quickly looking down and away from those creepy creepy eyes. "Hai, samurai-sama?"

[Shiba Nozomi]

"Let me see that. And hold still." Not a stutter among those words.

A small hand gently reaches for his arm, and she keeps her gaze and attention focused on the injury, instead of the not-so-subtle flinch.

[Moshi Kaimenko]

"THEN SHUT UP AND PLAY DEAD!," Kaimenko pinches the bridge of her nose, "... Amaterasu, lend me patience..."

[Volsung]

Chuckles turns a little gingerly to let the samurai look at his arm. A samurai healer tells you to let her look at your injured arm, that's exactly what you do.

[Yasuki Himiko]

Himiko went momentarily wide eyed at the display. Then there was the smirk. She grabbed her face, trying desperately not to laugh, but anyone could tell that she found this particular display to be momentously funny.

[Hida Musasha]

The Hida simply replies, "Hai, sensei!" He ties the rope around his waist and does everything in his power to make himself dead weight...which is quite unfortunate for the others. He isn't big and tall as most other Hida, but he's built as solid as stone. His 298 lbs added to the lovely 80 lbs of armor, plus the wet homespun cotton made him about the heaviest damn stone the others ever lifted.

[Isawa Junpei]

If there was one thing that Junpei had going for him it was his reflexes. Even as his mind reeled from the shock of everything that had transpired and then the completely unexpected orders being given to him, his body was already in motion. Running to the railing he dove clear over it, rope in hand even as he lightened his spirit and joined the kami in their flight on the breeze. Skimming down to the water, he practically stood on the waves offering the rope to the fallen Crab, "Hida-san."

[Hida Sayuri]

Sayuri's eyes go wide. Thankfully there's not time to react with oh, the weapon she just handed off, and she takes two long steps to join the Kitsuki at the rope. Planting her feet, she takes wraps callused hands with the rope, then takes a moment to look over the railing at her cousin with an amused grin.

[Bayushi Nobuyoshi]

Nobuyoshi watches the demonstration, careful to remain still and silent.

Hmmm, chose a Hida who knew how to swim in armor, so even if the rope breaks, he's likely to survive Nobyoshi ponders. So, the lesson she intends is 'Armor is bad because it's hard to pull you out of the water in it, and you might injure someone if they bash in to you accidentally.' Grandfather's lesson would be 'Don't fall in' and 'Don't fall on people in armor.'

[Moshi Kaimenko]

"Junpei-san, what do you do when a man looks like he's knocked himself silly falling in to the water?" she calls, her voice carrying easily across the water. Kaimenko's eyes shift to find the source of the suppressed laughter, voice turning hard and cold, "Something funny Yasuki-san?"