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. ]

Comments

garden

[leaveittomother]

[Someone who might as well have been another cat as quiet as she is has entered the garden. She's also looking through the plants tilting her head slightly. Then she hears him.]

Mm. That's curious.

[ltcommandroid]

I had thought initially that it might be weather patterns blowing in from outside the Bermuda Triangle, where time is presumably still moving as normal. But it has remained in the area after the reset. There must be more to it.

[leaveittomother]

I can only think that Jack might not have this as under control as he believes but what it means I don't know.

[ltcommandroid]

It could be Calypso's doing. I do not believe any of us know what she is capable of.

[leaveittomother]

Exactly. We don't know her intentions, either.

[ltcommandroid]

That is true. Still, she is at the very least the enemy of our enemy.

[leaveittomother]

For now that's good enough. It's not as if Jack has endeared himself to us.