It was Dojima's first time doing a 'scene', and well...
He at least didn't need to wear a dress.
If anything, his 'usual' essense, King Arthur, was very comfortable in the outfit that was chosen for him. But that didn't mean he was comfortable in general. The boat was large- fit for a Prince- and on the deck was the makings of a party fit for a Prince's birthday. Of course, he was the only actual human on board. Everyone else were ...blots, he suspected. Blacked out and gloomy presence, though they seemed to imitate real life. He could hear something vaguely akin to chatter, gossiping, but it felt more like hushed, meaningless whispers.
And some of the blots weren't even trying; just standing, swaying back and forth in time with the waves, which, Dojima noticed, were becoming more and more rough.
If Dojima didn't know what was going to happen in the new few minutes, he may been tempted to try the 'wine' that was available, to calm his nerves from the whole uncanny situation.
Was this anything like what his nephew supposedly saw in the 'tv world?'
But, considering what was to happen next, he'd need his wits about him and ready to go at a moment's notice.
...The storm rolled in fast. Lightning crackled across the cloudy sky, thunder crashed, deafening his ears. Rain came down in torrents, and the waves crashed against the wooden haul of the ship, treating it like a small toy boat. Some of the Blots ran for cover, others, he suspected acting the part of sailors, tried to tie up the rigging, get the sails down to try and coast out the storm--
But it was too little, too late. Dojima had been gripping onto the railing when the largest wave he'd ever seen, slammed into the ship, pushing it too far to one side--
"--Here we --go!"
--He wasn't going to let himself just fall in. He dived head first, hoping his 'scene' partner would be ready to pull him back to the surface. Otherwise, it was going to be a long way to go...
Though, if he was honest, Dojima was glad he got this scene. Imagining any of the younger kids in a dangerous situation like this...
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He at least didn't need to wear a dress.
If anything, his 'usual' essense, King Arthur, was very comfortable in the outfit that was chosen for him. But that didn't mean he was comfortable in general. The boat was large- fit for a Prince- and on the deck was the makings of a party fit for a Prince's birthday. Of course, he was the only actual human on board. Everyone else were ...blots, he suspected. Blacked out and gloomy presence, though they seemed to imitate real life. He could hear something vaguely akin to chatter, gossiping, but it felt more like hushed, meaningless whispers.
And some of the blots weren't even trying; just standing, swaying back and forth in time with the waves, which, Dojima noticed, were becoming more and more rough.
If Dojima didn't know what was going to happen in the new few minutes, he may been tempted to try the 'wine' that was available, to calm his nerves from the whole uncanny situation.
Was this anything like what his nephew supposedly saw in the 'tv world?'But, considering what was to happen next, he'd need his wits about him and ready to go at a moment's notice.
...The storm rolled in fast. Lightning crackled across the cloudy sky, thunder crashed, deafening his ears. Rain came down in torrents, and the waves crashed against the wooden haul of the ship, treating it like a small toy boat. Some of the Blots ran for cover, others, he suspected acting the part of sailors, tried to tie up the rigging, get the sails down to try and coast out the storm--
But it was too little, too late. Dojima had been gripping onto the railing when the largest wave he'd ever seen, slammed into the ship, pushing it too far to one side--
"--Here we --go!"
--He wasn't going to let himself just fall in. He dived head first, hoping his 'scene' partner would be ready to pull him back to the surface. Otherwise, it was going to be a long way to go...
Though, if he was honest, Dojima was glad he got this scene. Imagining any of the younger kids in a dangerous situation like this...