Board Thread:World-wide RP/@comment-31966106-20170715173058/@comment-31966106-20170716044940

Listen & Read

An hour later all of the ships would’ve been packed with the supplies that the caravan had. Now once everyone was completely aboard the captain of each respective ship would clan out. In unison.

“ALL PRESENT!” 

The Anbu leader would then shout back. '''“CAPTAINS REMEMBER FORMATION! Ship 1 is always forward. Ship 2 you are the right-guard, ship 3 you are VIP’s and sensory ninja. Ship 4 you are the left guard and lastly our ship is the rear-guard.” '''

“SIR YES SIR!” All captains would respond back but the captain of ship 1 more lazily than others.

The Anbu leader shot his green flare into the air signaling all ships to cut the line to their anchors in the harbor which they did. Now allowing the ships to float. “GOOD LUCK EVERYONE, NOW SHIP 1 START FORMATION!” 

Ship one’s captain would respond. “Aye aye! CAST THE SAILS. WIND USERS PROPEL US AHEAD OF THE PACK!” The shinobi would release all of the main sails on the starboard bow and the main mast itself. Then a group of wind release users would use great breakthrough to send the ship barreling forward much faster. The rest of the ships would follow in line until the Diamond formation was formed completely and securely around Ship 3.

They were finally on the ocean and now venturing forth into the unknown.

Each captain of the ship had an ear piece communicator that could communicate with all other captains and Cairi Fuma. The 2nd mate’s had communicators that could communicate to the captains. It was an extra precaution to make sure incase the captain was blind of something that the 2nd mate could step in to warn and secure positioning.

As they had begun the travel, specifically on ship 1. Word was stirring that they were the throw-away ship. Filled with all the foolhardy weakling who were willing to crash first into whatever danger was awaiting. Essentially the crash test dummies that then the other ships could clean up after. It was causing a slight amount of obvious unrest. The captains and ship mates had their hands busy. Would anyone rise to the occasion?

If not the captain of ship 1 would eventually see the commotion and look down upon them and yell. “SHUT UP! Get busy working or get busy dying.” This stern but feral looking man was none other than Guren Uchiha. Tiatsu’s Father. His eyes were deadly serious. Hair a mess, body language all over the place and the voice of someone who’s balls dropped farther than the sea floor. He wasn’t to be fucked with and it was made very apparent after his first cursing session.







[3 weeks would pass] 

It has been very quiet. They have been traveling for a long while now. Nothing has necessarily gone wrong. A few squabbles here and there but nothing that couldn’t be prevented by a few ass-whippings. It was the middle of the day. Most people were on deck, chatting, eating and enjoying the merriment. A few brave enough even went for a dip into the water whilst obviously staying close to the ship itself.

(Stop music here)

After another two hours on the sea the currents continued to thrash and widen under the boat. It was very odd and it put some on edge? Others didn’t care too much. The Anbu leader reached out to the captains to ask if any knew of the reason of the disturbance. Everyone reported back negatives and even the sensory ninja on ship 3 couldn’t catch a glimpse of anything coming. It was strange, it kept coming from directly beneath and it hadn’t stopped for two hours straight. Was something following them or was this just a turning of the tide?