WE'RE STILL HERE AND THAT'S WHAT MATTERS FOR GRUMP'S SAKE

[ahelpingpaw]

[Well today was quite the unusual way. Filbo pretty much went into his room and collapsed on his bed and just fainted because hey, everything that happened? It's overwhelming. Bluuuuuuuh.

A few hours later, once he recovered somewhat, Filbo just goes and gets paper. This is a ridiculous situation, but...hey, no matter what, stuff needs to be done]

I know today was a really weird day, but let's try to gather and see what happens. There will be ice cream at the ice cream parlor in half an hour. With everything that happened we really should try to at least not forget we need to stick together for whatever reason.

---Filbo Fiddlepie (pawprint)

[Geez.

Well, he goes and does exactly what he said: this time it isn't booze, it's all kinds of ice cream available for anyone who comes. The tables all have spoons and water because really, this is going to be a whole lot of sugar for everyone. Better this than alcohol, especially since things clearly have gone off the rails one way or another, so may as well gorge yourself with ice cream and try to gather your wits for whatever the next week can bring]

Comments

[sivard]

He also said something about how he was the one we were talking to, not Calypso, right? I wonder if there's a way to actually try to contact her.

[scouserer]

[Constantine lets out a snort.]

If there is, I doubt he'll allow it. The man's practically shitting magic out of his ass--and if there's any way of escape, it'll come from this ship, not from outside it.

[He sighs, running a hand down his face.]

So, we're basically doomed.

[sivard]

[.....]

Jones would know. If it's possible, Jones would know.

[Zaveid can't give up, he's the shounen protagonist of the group.]

[scouserer]

Jones would know. But, currently, I believe he's preoccupied with keeping the "Captain" from tearing us asunder.

[Constantine...well. He's definitely no shounen protagonist, to say the least.]

So, unless you plan on taking up arms and helping him out, I don't see much that we can do.

[sivard]

Fighting for your life against an already dead spirit is a little different than killing the living.

[That's said more gently than you might expect.]

The problem is, without my artes, I'm not much use at all in one-on-one combat. That, and defending against fire isn't exactly my specialty.

[scouserer]

....

[He casts a glance over the side of the ship, then back towards Zaveid.

That look on his face most definitely means he's gonna try something stupid.]

Do you think the kraken might be occupied with Davy battlin' it out?

[sivard]

[...]

I'm not sure I know where you're going with this, but it sounds like a bad idea.

[scouserer]

[Constantine looks at Zaveid.]

I'm John bloody Constantine. I'm up to my neck in bad ideas. I'm just saying that if the kraken is involved in whatever battle Davy and the Captain are engaged in, it'll be easier for us to escape now as opposed to later. The problem is--no lifeboats or anythin'.

[sivard]

No lifeboats and no powers. It's gonnna be next to impossible for us to escape, let alone return to our own worlds.

[scouserer]

[...!]

Unless we somehow find out where Jack was holdin' that portal of his.

[sivard]

You're right.

I don't know if the spirit possessing his body is gonna allow us to poke around his office, though.