Nagito Ryujin's Story

*Whistle*"That's a big bowl of Unadon waiting to happen." Asimov said, a smile beginning to grow on his face. He looked over to Kita as she spoke. He nodded a couple of times. So this might be a test from the HA, and if it wasn't, they were at least watching. Bonus Game! Think on your feet!

He smiled widely at Kita's last sentence."Kita, if you ever learn anything about me, it's this. Improvisation is what I do." Asimov then grabbed some of the ropes tide to the side of the ship and began to untie and loosen them. After he untied two spokes of ropes, he tied them together with incredible speed. He then threw one end at Kita. "tie that end to the boat, your dad was a Deep Sea Hunter, you're good at tying knots, right? When I give the signal, give one hard pull really quick, then let go." Asimov was about to turn away, but then turned back to Kita. "One last thing, I can't swim. So if I fall in the water, be a pal and pull me back up?" Asimov then lassoed himself around his waist and was off.

He turned to face the Main Mast, as he spun he noticed the others on the ship waiting or hesitating, looking to work with each other. Teamwork is important in crisis situations....but being decisive more so. He could almost see the bright countdown in front of him.

3.........2..........1.....GO!

With impressive speed, Asimov shot towards the main mast and immediately leaped up it a great distance. He kept leaping until he was at the top of the mast. He looked over towards the giant monster and seemed to analyze it. He senses extended towards and he felt its body as his own, every roar, every contortion. He felt it. He hoped the center of its skull was a soft as it felt. He opened his eyes and looked down at Kita. HE gave her a smile and thumbs up. He then turned and leaped as hard as he could towards the beast, the rope trailing behind him.

Asimov managed to leap over the curve of its neck as the beast was leering down on the ship. The rope made contact with the top of its neck and Asimov used his momentum to begin to swing the rope around its neck. One pass, two passes, three passes. Asimov was high in the air over its skull at the top of the third pass around. It was at this point he called out to Kita. "KITA, NOW!"

Feeling the power of Kita's pull, everything fell into place. Asimov focused all of his awareness into his right fist. With the combination of Kita's pull, the momentum of the ropes and his own strength, Asimov drove his fist down harshly right in-btween the monsters eyes. The beast roared in pain! It was hurt! It was also severely dazed. Asimov slid back on its neck as it began thrash in pain. He grabbed onto the ropes that were wrapped tautly around its neck. He held onto the ropes with one hand and called out loudly. "YEEHAW! Check it out, Kita! One hand!

Juro Yamada



What seemed like a bump in the sea left Juro floating through air, although it took him a moment to realize his predicament. The high ground had to have been the worst place to be in this situation, to correct this error however it seemed as though his face had decided to set a crash course for the floor of the top deck, which it met with a thud. As passers-by retreated at the cause, Juro was motionless until he rose his head, it had seemed nobody noticed his failure and so he hopped up swiftly and wiped the recent ordeal off the slate of his memory. "So..." he uttered, taking a moment to assess the situation, the ship had seemingly run course into the path of a sea creature, a hostile one at that from the look. Juro was surely no expert in marine life or deep sea hunting, perhaps a crew member or passenger knew what to do, but in the current situation the wait and see option didn't seem all too viable. He groaned as he came to the realization that he would actually have to do something, as he glanced at the creatures neck catching sight of someone who surely must have snapped mentally and mounted the creature.

As he considered the possibilities, Juro considered that a plan in which the boat was still afloat by the end of it was most optimal. Further gleaning his memory from his assessment of the passengers before the creature arrived he considered the possibility of cooperation. The red head could've possibly made a decent tactical assessment, but it seemed as though the thrill of the moment had gone to his head, Juro surmised while shooting a glare towards the red head as he heard the "YEEHAW" from afar. He turned towards the stairs leading below deck, "I guess that leaves one option, and to be honest it's the one I prefer" he assured himself. As he looked down the narrow hall at the swordsman and the would be doctor from earlier. The scent was faint but carried by the sea breeze it was apparent to anyone who was trained in poison for long enough that this one was a manufacturer. The best thing about poison is that it doesn't require strength to use and the smallest doses of the deadliest concoctions could take down even colossal foes.

"Yo" Juro proclaimed as he made his way to the hooded young man, "I could use a hand keeping this boat afloat, I'd rather not drown today... So, you in?". He had decided to forgo introductions, at the current time they seemed rather useless, and time was of the essence.

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Kita nodded and began to tie the rope to the edge of the boat, double checking to make sure it wouldn't come loose.

When she finished she looked back up to Asimov, who was now standing at the top of the mast. A few moments later he leaped towards the creature, spinning around it several times before shouting at Kita to pull the rope. Tugging on it with all her might, she watched as Asimov punched the creature between the eyes.

Kita laughed as Asimov shouted. Hanging on to a giant sea serpent with one hand was a recipe for disaster. "Mating season is normally in the summer, but I can't say for sure. I've never seen lanything like this before." Before she had even finished the boy had wrapped a rope around his waist."What are you doing?" The boy mimicked Asimov's earlier actions climbing the mast, but he launched off the mast with enough force to crack it. As if that weren't enough, he began to strike the serpent, until it seized up and began to fall backwards.

Kita attempted to pull in the ropes to bring Asimov back into the boat, but they were wrapped tightly and wouldn't budge. Remembering that he had mentioned not being able to swim, Kita sprinted across the deck and leaping into the water and grabbed onto him by his shirt collar. "There's a reason most people use two hands while riding a giant sea serpent you know."