The sudden jolt from the ship tossing about in the waves caused Masaru (who was still sleeping at the time) to be launched face-first into the wall of his cabin room. The Arrowhead had faced many a calm day at sea, but tonight... 
Well, damn. Now his face was hurting from the impact. Nothing seemed broken at the very least, but the fact of the matter was that something big was going down on the ship. And during his sleep, too! How could he get anything done without some proper rest?!

Grumbling to himself as he hopped off his bed and put his hakama on, Masaru was unlucky enough to not catch something to hold on to when the next set of tremors hit. This time, he was tossed off in the opposite direction, his back slapped against the wall before the ship once again returned to normal. If the impact from before hadn't woken him up, this one certainly had.

"Okay, that's it. I'm going to check out whatever the hell's going on outside. Come hell or high water, it's not like I'll be able to close my eyes for a damn moment with all this tossing and turning. Maybe it's a sea monster or something; I can just punch the damn thing, right?!" he fumed, grabbing his pair of knuckles as he opened his door. A few other travelers were also victims, it seemed, but to be honest the oni could care less right now. With a huff, he quickly began to walk down the hall and towards the stairwell, a look of irritation plastered on his face. Just as he reached the stairs, though...

As if on cue, the entire ship seemed to tilt to one side, causing Masaru to stumble and fall towards the wall before he could even take a step forward. What came next, though, caused the oni to pale considerably.

Water. Lots of water.
And that could only mean one thing. The ship was going down.

"Oh, fu--!"

Before he could even finish swearing, the torrent of water swept down on him, dragging him along with it before picking up a few more unwilling passengers on its way down. Struggling to push back, Masaru took a deep breath before struggling with all his might against the flow. Damned if he was going to die out here in the middle of an ocean!

But even his strength wasn't enough to hold out against the ocean's might; it wasn't long after that the constant impacts caused his consciousness to fade to black.

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"...Uuuuugh..."
With a groan that rivaled that of a man waking from his drunken stupor, Masaur groggily opened his eyes. The uncomfortable feeling of his wet clothes caused him to grumble a bit before he attempted to push himself off the sand he found himself on.
...
Wait. Sand?!

The shock caused him to leap to his feet, quickly checking over his body to see that nothing was broken.

"Arms... Intact. Legs... Working. Eyes... Moving. Nose... Ah-choo!"

With a sneeze, the oni shot out a bunch of sand that had since found its way into his mouth and nose. Remembering the incident from last night, Masaru's eyes widened in shock before looking around him. A beach...
So he hadn't drowned! Woohoo!

The minor victory against that situation that defied all odds was soon offset, though, by the fact that there were a few notable things about the beach he now found himself on.

One: He wasn't the only one on the beach; a lot of other people he had seen time and time again on the ship were also lying in various positions on the sand, too.

Two: A good chunk of the ship had [i]also[/i] made its way to shore. Whether it contained usable stuff or something less favorable... Well, that was to be seen.

And three: It was dawn, and his stomach was EMPTY.

While the oni's thoughts were usually 'start training at the crack of dawn,', this situation didn't seem to accommodate for much of it. Rather...

Well, at the very least, it seemed like the proper thing to do to check if everyone else had survived. Hopefully, he wouldn't be yelling to a bunch of corpses. With a cough to clear his throat (and, as expected, some seawater was still lodged in his lungs), Masaru took a deep breath and, with his hand positioned like a megaphone, shouted:

[b][h3]"HEY! WAKE UP! IT'S MORNING!"[/h3][/b]

Admittedly, it wasn't the most rousing of calls, but... Well, if anything, it'd get a reaction of of the people that were alive? If they refused to get up, well... There was some cold water nearby that could be of use.