WEEK 8

[bathymetric]

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

Your numbers have officially dropped to single digits. One of you managed to kill the first of the major living obstacles to your collective freedom. A ghost or demon or something nearly killed you. It was a weird week.

The cruise continues on, roller coaster back up and running as ever, arcade free and clear of coins. The last free floor of the ship is open, as well as part of the top deck with... well, something you might expect to see way more on a cruise ship than anything else here. One way or another, you get a feeling you can't shake - things are going to end soon.

No rain yet, but the clouds are closing in fast above you. A cold wind blows during the night, sending the ship gently rocking. Around midnight or so, if you head to the deck, you can hear thunder in the distance.



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[ ooc: Welcome to week 8, 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

[ltcommandroid]

I am.

[He can't promise to be all that helpful, but like, she knows.]

[cethflayn]

[Kissa is just slowly going back and forth to share her salmon dinner, what a good kitty.]

Well. I am...heartbroken. And I never have been so before. It is awful.

[ltcommandroid]

It was your first time experiencing romantic feelings to that degree?

[Data does, at least, get what's going on here.]

[cethflayn]

Yes. And - I did not expect them, or notice them, until everything was going poorly. I feel as if my heart has made a fool of me. Or maybe I was simply foolish from the very beginning.

[ltcommandroid]

I have observed that such feelings often become clearer and more pronounced in times of danger or loss. You should not blame yourself for not realizing until things changed.

[cethflayn]

[Looks down, fiddles with the gold ribbon still wrapped around her hand.

If Lalli is in the afterlife, or some limbo in between, the ribbon she gave him is still with his spirit, isn't it?]

...I thought such things like - love, and...feelings...I thought they were supposed to work out differently.

[ltcommandroid]

[Data thinks about it for a moment. He can sometimes be okay in conversations like this - it's natural to him to validate other peoples' feelings, after all - but this situation is rather more difficult.]

Such things rarely seem to work out exactly as expected. It is the nature of life.

[cethflayn]

...So it is.

[At this point Kissa has completely emptied her bowl of salmon between herself, Spot, and Parker, so they can all nom on the floor together.]

I suppose there is still much I have yet to learn.

[ltcommandroid]

We all always have things to learn. Nonetheless, there is no reason to feel foolish. None of what occurred was your doing.

[cethflayn]

[A soft little sigh.]

I know that. In my heart. But my heart also insists I was foolish, and could not see something if it was right in front of me if I had to. Even if it could not change anything, I...would have liked to do romantic things. Like holding hands.

[Flashback to early in R2 where Flayn was reading romance novels voraciously, but always skipped over the smut to get to, like, the anguished declarations of love and the courting and the very poor plots.]

[ltcommandroid]

[.....]

I am sorry that you did not get that chance.

[cethflayn]

[Look Data you're not her type in the kindest way, you're like, big brother material, it's not the same if you hold your brother's hand.]

...We cannot let this all be in vain. We must escape - however possible.

[ltcommandroid]

[Oh. Lord. No. He doesn't really tend to experience romantic feelings (obviously?) - and though he would likely hold her hand regardless if she expressed an interest, he's not too likely to offer on his own initiative.]

I agree. One way or another, this must end soon.

[cethflayn]

[Data-oniisan, it's fine]

One way or another indeed.