Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-25687356-20170925211950/@comment-28929139-20171004234035

After everyone had been assigned to their duties and they took off, Sup Pung resumed with her own. That task being to restock the ship's inventory of herbs and remedies for everything from sea sickness to more severe maladies. Rarely ever being able to go on sea bound supply runs, one of her fellow medics usually went in her place. He was much less experienced but competent enough and thus she at least wanted to make sure he was always stocked with the right stuff.

So while she was unloading some bagged up contents from a small cart being toted around by Boche, she was loading bags into the supply console near the bridge and the wheel. Shien's reaction to her request made Sup Pung titter. "To a magic Genie, Shien! Who else?!"

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A few minutes would go by and she would look around the ship to assess how everyone was doing, and at first glance, it looked to be going well. She had paired everyone together for several reasons, some more obvious than the others. Yuutheo and Akui were the tallest, which is why she wanted them to handle the masts. Umut and Nobu seemed to be in the most foul of moods and hammering rivets was about the most therapeutic of the jobs. And as she had hoped, the girls were getting along just fine and already, they were making waves unti-

Shien and Umut were arguing about puppets. Yuutheo and Akui were having a Mexican standoff. A pounding hammer and Nobu's angry voice then pierced the quiet. Looking over to where he was, she saw that he was soon going over to Liara. But then ran off because....Kyo....went sliding right into the water. Sup Pung had leapt onto the lip of the bridge, ready to dive in after her when she heard Nobu beat her to the punch. But given the fact that she could still hear Kyo's voice crying for help, was that little asshole even helping her? "Goddamn it..." Pinching the bridge of her nose, Sup Pung jumped back down to the poop deck, grabbing the tail end of a mariner's chain to fish the poor girl out when it seemed finally that boy went and got her.

No sooner had she spotted this, she heard the deafening wails of Yuutheo ringing throughout the whole ship and eyes going wide, her eyes snapped to his position. Following that was the rotten hamburger stench of vomit flying through the air and completely ruining the mopwork of the girls. "Oh for fuck's sake. Yeah....I'll handle it." While Shien went off, Sup Pung took Something between anger and fear for the boy's life  churned within her and Sup Pung immediately jumped into action. Body flickering into a high leap off the stairs, she landed feet first onto the shaft of the second mast. With her chakra keeping her firmly in place, she held the tiger seal to clone herself twice, both of whom immediately ran to the large turning reels for each particular mast and sail. Strong as she was, Sup Pung's clones were able to yank and turn the pulley on her own, and in doing so, the back sail as a whole would turn and be swung closer to the free-flailing sail that Yuutheo was being thrashed from while the wind from it would blow back the other sail away from everyone. The real Sup Pung had run up the shaft of the second mast and jumped onto the firmly stretched sail right as Umut had cut rope containing Yuutheo, who was at a fastly declining five feet away and below from her. However, with a hard jump and thrust of her and, she was able to catch the end of the rope that still contained Yuutheo, who now would just freely dangle from her one armed grip. Her muscles rippled and strained to hold up the heavy boy covered in wire but she held on until the swinging stopped.

"You're okay, Akimichi." From there, she dropped him the three or so feet into Shien's sand basket and Sup Pung hopped down to the deck, giving them all the stinkeye while she scanned for the perpetrator. The

The fact that she had spotted Akui smiling at one point and also recalling him and Yuutheo staring each other down earlier convinced her that he was behind this. So with that in mind, she walked over to him and though he towered over her, it didn't stop Sup Pung from reaching up and pinching the meat beneath his chin with electricified fingers and bringing- no, tearing him him down to her level so that he look directly into her darkly smirking face and followed up with a hard left hook toward his lower abdomen.

"Do not...EVER do that again, ass monkey. Or next time, I'm hanging you upside down and naked from this mast for the next raid. Got it?" With seemingly inhuman strength, Sup Pung thrashed him away from her with enough to send him skidding to the floor at the feet of the others. She now looked to them with a scowl. "Nobody wants to do this shit work, but the people on these ships risk their lives so you ingrateful, over-developed cumshots can eat. You don't wanna do it? Then fuck off right now and Smiling Mountain will decide what you get to do instead....and don't even worry about food for a couple days."

Assuming Yuutheo had been let down and tended to by now, Sup Pung started to turn toward him but then eyed them all. "Otherwise, get back to work." Normally always smiling and cheerful, that side of Sup Pung was gone.