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| Esifex:
You need to add Dolphin-Rider Koishi stories to your short-stories thread :derp: |
| Nine West:
--- Quote from: Roukanken on August 09, 2010, 02:26:52 AM ---Dolphin loli is back with a vengeance. --- End quote --- Sango-sama approves~ Spoiler: Oops. Considering the current predicament, I couldn't have picked a more inappropriate time to post this. :3 ilu [ruro]Damnit, I thought I was the only one drawing fanart for this :<[/ruro] !? <Nwbi> Get to work, puppet. >:| [ruro]SHUT UP NWBI I WORK AT MY OWN PACE GOSH[/ruro] <Nwbi> That was directed at Roukan for not having an update for 4+ days, but okay. I can't say I'm not guilty of being a lazy bum myself when it comes to drawing. P.S. Shitsurakuen <3 |
| FinnKaenbyou:
As a warning to Nwbi in particular: I'm sorta juggling this, DRK, Nitori Quest, and various other things that arise. So sorry that I can't give frequent updates. >_< Anyway. On that note...an update! ----- "Hey, Sango-chan! Wait up!" Koishi ran along the side of the lake, unable to keep up with Sango's speed. She had never seen Sango get angry before, but from the looks of things it was a sight to behold. "Give me a minute, Koishi-chan! I need to find whoever dropped this thing in my lake and show them what for!" Koishi would have offered a point about how it technically wasn't 'her' lake, but by that point Sango had already dipped back into the water. She swam straight down to the lakebed, still in human form, examining the point where the ship had made its collision. Sure enough, there were wooden planks floating around in the water, moving in all directions. There were various other trinkets floating around as well - discarded books, maps, and...an anchor? These were probably in one of the front rooms when the ship crashed, and now they were floating around the lakebed waiting for her to pick them up. Typical. If I get my hands on whoever did this... She made her way through the sizable hole in the ship's hull, making her way straight into the captain's cabin. She took care not to accidentally stab herself with one of the dozens of glass shards floating around - why did humans insist on having windows everywhere? Did they even know how much trouble glass was to clean up? A sign at the back of the room declared it to be the quarters of Captain Murasa Minamitsu. All the better - if the culprit had been stationed here she had to be nearby- Oh. Damn. Sango couldn't hide her disappointment when she found a single body floating in the water, slumped against the ship's steering wheel. It was a young-looking girl in a sailor uniform, her short black hair bobbing about in the water. Her hat was slowly making its way out of the room, beckoning for freedom unlike the rest of her. She pouted - maybe she wouldn't go so far as to kill them, but she certainly thought that a crime of littering this extreme was worth a few good punches in the gut. She poked at the body, wondering if she could at least draw on the face. It was as close as she could get to payback now- "Quit that, okay? I spent weeks putting that thing together." !? She hadn't expected a voice to come from anywhere - she'd examined the room, and besides this body there was no-one to be seen. There were doors, but if they'd been opened she would have heard them. She didn't expect something to phase through the wall and talk to her from behind. "Uwaagbl?!" Sango let out a little yelp as she turned around, seeing the dead girl standing in front of her again. She could see through her now, though, and her body was a light tint of green. Sango tested her curiosity by poking an arm through her, and sure enough it went straight through. Haunted shipwrecks? In her lake? Apparently, it was more likely than she thought. "Jeez, I check some of the other rooms for damage for 2 damn minutes and some scavenger youkai is prodding at my corpse. Knock it off, okay? I'm gonna want this stuff back once we get out of this lake." The ghost seemed unfazed by the entire ordeal. Surely death should have upset her a little more than this? Not that Sango cared much - now she'd managed to find the culprit, and if she couldn't beat the crap out of her she'd have to settle for giving her a good talking-to. "Whagblt gle heglb abbl-" Sango stopped mid-sentence, as a garbled series of gurgles and glubs made their way out of her mouth. The ex-captain looked on, lost for words. "...Sorry, I don't speak blub blub. What was that?" "Ibl saibld-" Sango's second effort was no more successful than the first. Even if she could stay under for hours, she was still an air-breather, so speech was pretty much out of the question. She was forced to settle for waving a fist threateningly in Murasa's face, before pointing upwards as she made her way back to the surface. She was clearly hoping the ghost to rise up as well so they could have a genuine conversation, but unsurprisingly Sango surfaced alone. How am I meant to lecture her when I can't even talk to her...? Koishi was sitting at the edge of the lake as Sango re-emerged. She splashed some water onto the dolphin's face to try and cool her off. From the frown on her face, it didn't work. "Don't worry, don't worry! I'm sure it was just an accident." "I'm not trying to say they did it on purpose, I'm saying that they need to pay more attention!" Sango punched the hull of the ship with a dull thunk. She regretted it. "Owowowowow..." For wood, this stuff was pretty sturdy. Sango clutched at her hand, blowing at her red knuckles. Koishi stifled a laugh. "Sango-chan, isn't that just going to give you more to clean u-" "Hello! Is anyone out there!?" Someone called out from the top end of the ship, turning Sango's attention away from her aching fingers. "Hey! Get down here, already! I need someone to tell me what's going on here!" The survivor looked down from her vantage point, making out Sango as a pale dot in the water. She jumped down, stopping in midair as a light pink cloud broke her fall. It had a face, which disturbed Sango slightly, but it didn't look like it wanted to hurt anyone. If anything, it seemed concerned, occasionally looking towards the ship as it carried its master down to the water. As she came closer, Sango started to become aware that the girl's face was far from relieved. She herself had escaped, true, but she was still afraid. "Right. Feel like explaining why someone dropped a giant wooden ship into my lake?" The girl didn't look like answering that question was her main priority, and indeed she ignored it entirely. "Ah, you're one of the local youkai, aren't you? I'm Ichirin, of the Kumoi clan...please, I'm sorry for the trouble, but I need your help. There are people still trapped in the ship..." Sango's blood ran cold. "I know this is a lot to force on you so suddenly, but my friends are trapped in there. I want to help, but they're too deep down for me to reach...I'm sorry, I'll explain everything later, but I don't know how long we have." Any anger Sango had been feeling seeped away. She had time to get angry later, but the last thing she planned to do was let people die in this lake on her watch. The captain dying was bad enough- "You don't have to worry about the girl who got us into this mess. She's been dead for a few hundred years now. It's everyone else I'm worried about..." Okay, scratch that. That was some guilt off of Sango's shoulders, at least. "Well, I can't really say no to a request like that, can I? Sango Tororetsu, reporting for duty." Ichirin sighed with relief. The cloud she was standing on seemed to exhale as well, letting out a small gust of wind. "Oh, thank you...! There are three people still inside, but only two of them are in any real danger right now..." ----- "So, what's the plan?" The water was at Shou's chest now, and it didn't show any sign of letting up. She was looking out the window for any sign of help, but besides a few fish passing by in the distance there was no-one approaching them. "Well, either we hang around and hope someone breaks us out, or we make a break for the surface ourselves before the air in here gets stale." "That's it?" "Pretty much." She'd hoped that Nazrin would have come up with something a little more enthusiastic than that. If they waited and no-one came in time then there wouldn't be enough air left to even attempt an escape, but if they made a break for it and there was something blocking the way to the back of the ship they were screwed anyway. "Let's give it a few more minutes, at least." Nazrin nodded. By now the water was just about at her neck, so she started treading water to keep her head up. "This is...kinda har-glb!" Nazrin's head dipped under the water for a moment. Shou pulled her hands out to hold her up, but she managed to surface herself. "What's wrong? I thought you knew how to swim?" "Yeah, but...these clothes are pretty heavy when they're wet." Nazrin's movements in the water were rough and violent. She might have been able to keep herself up like that for a while, but it'd tire her out eventually. Shou looked down at her robes - they already felt like they weighed twice as much as they did before, and she didn't want to imagine how hard it would be to swim in them. Still, the alternative was- "Just a second." Nazrin took a quick breath, and dipped back into the water again. Shou was ready to lift her up if she ended up in trouble again, but she didn't expect something else to surface before Nazrin did. Especially not Nazrin's dress. "Uh." Nazrin emerged shortly afterwards, apparently finding swimming a lot easier now. She was still covered by a set of simple grey undergarments, but the rest of her clothing was currently floating beside her. Shou was on fire. "N-N-N-Nazrin! You can't do that, what are people going to think when they see you coming out of the water wearing almost nothing?!" Nazrin stared blankly at her master in return. "I prefer staying alive over public decency, personally." The water kept rising. Now it was at Shou's neck, bringing the two of them face-to-face. The tiger sighed. "Fine. ...But you'd better not peek, okay?" "Can't make any promises." Shou pouted as she placed her head beneath the water, removing every piece of clothing that would hold her back. So, the dress, the ring around her waist, the shoes...pretty much everything, unfortunately. All she had on by the time she surfaced again were a sarashi to cover her chest and a pair of pants to cover her lower area. It was more coverage than Nazrin had, though. "Your robes sank. My point is proven." Nazrin allowed herself a sly smile as she watched Shou's discarded clothes drop to the bottom of the room. Her master initially struggled to look her in the eye, blushing furiously, but she eventually found another way to express her embarrassment. "You think Hijiri will let me away with killing Murasa twice for this?" "Only if you get to her before I do." |
| Nine West:
--- Quote from: Roukanken on August 19, 2010, 04:47:36 PM ---As a warning to Nwbi in particular: I'm sorta juggling this, DRK, Nitori Quest, and various other things that arise. So sorry that I can't give frequent updates. >_< --- End quote --- Caught on when you posted 3 different fics in a row. Don't worry, it was just me having nothing better to do. Sorry if I came off as a bit of a jerk about it. :ohdear: That said, nice fanservice scene. Spoiler: Aaand this is probably the last thing I have for Sango for a while. I'm not Roukan, so take everything you see with a grain of salt. :3 |
| Kasu:
--- Quote from: Nwbi on August 20, 2010, 12:52:39 AM ---"Highly intelligent. [Citation Needed]" --- End quote --- Oh God... I laughed out loud. |
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