FOURTH TRIAL

[bathymetric]

[ Well! That's sure something, isn't it? There may or may not be a lot of you excited to get down to business, but Jones does eventually move to collect you all and bring you to the theatre. It's a familiar routine by now, perhaps even comfortingly so given the irregularities of this particular killing.

Two of you gone this week. The elevator is started to feel downright spacious, don't you think?

A shanty, as usual, echoes from the crew of the Dutchman as you enter. The room is the same as it has ever been before you as the elevator settles into position. ]

To yer positions, passengers. Chins up.

[ Three more podiums claimed by the rust and wear.

You have your evidence, and you're going to need it before long. The music outside dies down.

Welcome to your fourth trial. ]

Comments

[magycks]

[ annnnnnnnd she's immediately back to normal and fine with it! ]

Well, there we are. While you're still on this plane, just wondering — did Lorna's auntie do this to her, or was it more of a fun coincidence?

[bonesorter]

[... The spirit likes you, Magica.]

Coincidence. They are... funny that way, aren't they?

[magycks]

[ It's What She Deserves ]

Oh, absolutely hysterical. Well, I can't blame you for hitching a ride or getting a bit peckish, can I?

[bonesorter]

A bit "peckish"?

[That actually causes her to seem angry for a moment.]

I... have been starving for WEEKS in this retched place... but had been held back by that stupid girl, for caring SO MUCH about you strangers... even when they are going to kill her now for my crimes...

[And then, back to smiling.]

Isn't that great?

cw if you know about ducktales this is not good

[magycks]

Oh, spare me. Do you think you're the first dark entity to be saddled with some useless, sentimental fool as their tether? I'll be glib if I want to after fifteen years, thanks.

... That said, yes! Whatever was in charge of Allenby had no personality.

[bonesorter]

15? Try centuries.

[Lorna's from purgatory and dresses like she's from the late 17 or 1800s, so...

Also, actually...]

I believe my host told you something else about my feeding habits? Can you elaborate again what it was? I'm curious to hear what it was she said about it.

[magycks]

Mmm, something about her fake aunt having her sort the bones of victims after some general, totally unrelated spirits consumed their flesh and souls. Why?

[bonesorter]

[That gets a laugh]

Just curious to see if she had actually mentioned me or not. But that's amusing to hear.