WEEK 7

[bathymetric]

Good morning, passengers. Happy Sunday. Happy New Year.

Another week, another three gone in the case alone, not to mention Chloe earlier in the week. Even as you gain access to another floor, the ship by now must be starting to feel more empty than ever. It's been a long time by now, approaching two months.

Where do you think you'll be, in two months more time?

The clouds have begun to gather around the ship, this week.



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[ ooc: Welcome to week 7, everyone! Remember to turn in AC here and coins for regains over here! If you wish to get in contact with the npcs, Davy Jones is over here, and The Captain is over here! And as requested, profiles are accessible here. ]

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room 5

[scouserer]

[Unfortunately, the person who happens to trip over the massive pile of stuff in the middle of the hallway happens to be John Constantine. He manages to catch himself against the wall, but not before he stubs his toe against the Knarrevik box. He lets out a hiss, hopping up and down on one foot.]

Fucking hell--!

[He casts a glare towards Magica, trying to keep his distance from the shark-creature.]

You know, despite our Captain's efforts, some of us are still alive and have to walk back and forth along the bloody hallway.

[magycks]

[ Even when she isn't actively attempting to harm others, sometimes the universe just gives her a gift...! ]

Oh, sorry, so inconsiderate of me. Looks like I'll just have to rethink my entire Tuesday.

[ On the bright side, as long as he doesn't have any loose change or powerful magic totems on him, Tiffany won't be a problem. If he does, however, she is absolutely going to just start aggressively walking at his legs. ]

[scouserer]

[Well, Constantine does have a few things on him...which means Tiffany's probably going to start shoving her snout at him like an overly eager dog. It seems as though he doesn't appreciate this gift, however, and he starts trying to shove her away.]

Call your stupid shark off, will you? I swear, s'like half of this ship's being taken over by pets.....

[Like, there's four or five cats! That's a lot of cats!]

Surprised it hasn't eaten any of them, to be frank.

[magycks]

Aww, but look, she likes you!

Sadly, since we're not currently in the vicinity of treasure, she hasn't accumulated nearly enough mass to start eating anything but loose change. [ Sadly? Nope, we don't have enough time to unpack that, let's just move on. ] And without a real connection to my powers, I can't reroute her, so take it up with the vending machine. [ Tiffany continues her attempts to climb directly up her new quarry's legs, while Magica starts rifling through some of the junk she's just cleared out. ] Ugh, where was that diamond...

[scouserer]

Treasure, you say?

[Constantine lets out a sharp grumble. He digs into his pockets, pulling out a variety of objects--a raw diamond of his own, the empty demon blood vial, and a weird...house-shaped capsule. After a brief pause, he takes the diamond, wiggling it about like a person trying to play ball with a dog.]

You want this? Huh? You want it? Go get it!

[He promptly tosses it into the pile of stuff, hoping Tiffany'll dig her stupid snout in and scatter everything even more.]

[magycks]

Oh please, like you've never seen a hunter stone before. Yes, treasure.

[ With the jingle of miniature coins, Tiffany heads for the diamond, plowing straight through the Nic Cage dresses on the way. ]

... I know I'm setting myself up for another flippant remark, but what's with the house?

[scouserer]

[Aw, when she's not right up against his legs, she almost looks cute digging for the diamond....]

You've got your amulet secrets, I've got my house secrets. You're gonna need to ask more than that.

[He tucks it back into his coat pocket for now.]

Doesn't even do anything here, so s'not like anyone's gonna be using it as a murder weapon anytime soon. Or turning my skin teal.

[magycks]

And a good thing, too. You couldn't pull this shade off if you tried.

[scouserer]

As if I'd want to be the color of a swamp.

[magycks]

Oh, yes, because the alternative is so much better.