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GAL FRIDAY:
THE CAPTAIN:
unless he likes you then it's more like
PIRATE JENNY GUABANCEX JENNY:
THE CAPTAIN:
unless he likes you then it's more like
Cool. [and then, because clearly the conversation ends with that, he simply disappears from view.
the following morning, there is a knock at his cabin door. on the floor in front of the door is a package, wrapped like regains are. opening it reveals Skulduggery's prize.]
the following morning, there is a knock at his cabin door. on the floor in front of the door is a package, wrapped like regains are. opening it reveals Skulduggery's prize.]
[when they arrive at the morgue, Friday waits until he's inside before carefully closing the door, keeping her hands pressed against it as she rapidly intones in a language not affected by the translator. but actually this nerd might have some grasp of Arabic so let me know.
when she seems to finish, she turns away from the door to face him.]
... Well, that should do it! I'll try to answer whatever questions you have the best I can!
when she seems to finish, she turns away from the door to face him.]
... Well, that should do it! I'll try to answer whatever questions you have the best I can!
[Palamedes knows a weird amount of Latin for someone from 10,000 years in the future, but otherwise knows no other languages! His world has some weird priorities.
In any case, he watches her carefully as she speaks into the door, and then swings off his knapsack and places it on metal dissection table in the middle of the morgue.]
Before we begin, can you promise me that absolutely no one aside from you, Miss Friday, and myself, can hear what we discuss in this room? For example, if I told you that the captain is a bumbling idiot who will never achieve godhead because he is completely lacking in both charm and creativity, would he know?
In any case, he watches her carefully as she speaks into the door, and then swings off his knapsack and places it on metal dissection table in the middle of the morgue.]
Before we begin, can you promise me that absolutely no one aside from you, Miss Friday, and myself, can hear what we discuss in this room? For example, if I told you that the captain is a bumbling idiot who will never achieve godhead because he is completely lacking in both charm and creativity, would he know?
The captain isn’t very nice, either.
[Calm as he can manage, considering how long he has been anticipating this moment, Palamedes takes the lei out of his bag and places it on the table.]
What can you tell me about this?
[Calm as he can manage, considering how long he has been anticipating this moment, Palamedes takes the lei out of his bag and places it on the table.]
What can you tell me about this?
[Creepy though it may be, the reaction does let Pal know that he's on the right track]
Literally everything. [casually, he takes off his glasses and looks at her intently with his piercing grey eyes] They're warded, aren't they? I want to know how they work, and how we can use them to protect ourselves.
Please.
Literally everything. [casually, he takes off his glasses and looks at her intently with his piercing grey eyes] They're warded, aren't they? I want to know how they work, and how we can use them to protect ourselves.
Please.
I'm not really sure if that's the exact word for it, but that's, um, well... Gosh, what was it he called it...
[her hands wring together.]
It's, well, it's just a bit of a test, based off some, um... I do love learning about interesting things from my passengers! And--
[freezes. snaps her fingers. got it.]
Does the word gris-gris mean anything to you?
[her hands wring together.]
It's, well, it's just a bit of a test, based off some, um... I do love learning about interesting things from my passengers! And--
[freezes. snaps her fingers. got it.]
Does the word gris-gris mean anything to you?
Edited 2022-06-27 02:24 (UTC)
I’m afraid not [he taps his glasses on the table, offering an apologetic kind of smile] But I’m a quick study. Can you explain it?
... [shoulders droop]
That may already be too much... Oh, it's not supposed to work as good if they know about it, and I already don't know if it works at all...
... It's meant for protection, at least. That's its intent. [a humorless little laugh] I just don't ever really know how much mine is worth!
That may already be too much... Oh, it's not supposed to work as good if they know about it, and I already don't know if it works at all...
... It's meant for protection, at least. That's its intent. [a humorless little laugh] I just don't ever really know how much mine is worth!
You made them, didn’t you? Based on a technique someone taught you. Pirate Jenny? [He returns his glasses to his face and presses his hands together. If Friday says that the leis work better the less they know, then he believes her. But how, then, can they really be of use?]
If you can’t tell me precisely what they do…can you tell me what you would suggest I do with mine? The best way to care for it, let’s say. A bit of friendly advice from our cruise director could hardly break the spell, right?
If you can’t tell me precisely what they do…can you tell me what you would suggest I do with mine? The best way to care for it, let’s say. A bit of friendly advice from our cruise director could hardly break the spell, right?
[shakes head] No, she's never been very... One of her brothers; he was a bit more... magically inclined! It never helped him much, but...
Just... try to keep it secret? If it does work, you want it when it will really count... The good thing is, even if he does see it, there's a really good chance he won't even be able to figure out what it is! Magic can be pretty funny like that, huh! [pause] It's just... There's also an equally good chance he throws a fit and destroys you all because he can't figure it out... Getting mad at me like he didn't do it to himself...
... Gosh, I really do talk about him like I don't even like him sometimes!
Just... try to keep it secret? If it does work, you want it when it will really count... The good thing is, even if he does see it, there's a really good chance he won't even be able to figure out what it is! Magic can be pretty funny like that, huh! [pause] It's just... There's also an equally good chance he throws a fit and destroys you all because he can't figure it out... Getting mad at me like he didn't do it to himself...
... Gosh, I really do talk about him like I don't even like him sometimes!
There's a good chance he throws a fit and destroys us all because he woke up on the wrong side of the bed. But I take your point, and I will certainly not be telling him anything. [He'll come back to the why of the captain's ignorance later, but for now there are more pressing matters]
[considering for a moment] As for the other passengers, I will endeavor to give them only as much information as they need to use the leis properly when the opportunity occurs. Does that suffice?
[considering for a moment] As for the other passengers, I will endeavor to give them only as much information as they need to use the leis properly when the opportunity occurs. Does that suffice?
[ugh that's so unsettling, Pal doesn't want to think about there being a next group]
Let's hope it doesn't come to that.
Now, as I was saying: Miss Friday, what must we do with the leis? Wear them? Keep them on our person? Or should they stay hidden in our cabins?
Let's hope it doesn't come to that.
Now, as I was saying: Miss Friday, what must we do with the leis? Wear them? Keep them on our person? Or should they stay hidden in our cabins?
...All right.
[okay, not very helpful, but at least he has confirmed that there is something about the leis that might protect them in dire circumstances. And that wearing them is a good idea. That's slightly more than he knew earlier.]
One more question, if you don't mind. Why doesn't the captain know about them?
[okay, not very helpful, but at least he has confirmed that there is something about the leis that might protect them in dire circumstances. And that wearing them is a good idea. That's slightly more than he knew earlier.]
One more question, if you don't mind. Why doesn't the captain know about them?
[uh, yikes.]
[Pal waits for a long moment or two, perhaps longer than most people would. He's patient like that. But finally he can't just stand here any longer, waiting for something to happen.]
Er, Miss Friday?
[Pal waits for a long moment or two, perhaps longer than most people would. He's patient like that. But finally he can't just stand here any longer, waiting for something to happen.]
Er, Miss Friday?
[she suddenly shakes her head vigorously, like a dog coming in from the rain, and makes a noise not unlike a computer restarting.]
Brr! That's, um, gosh... There's a whole lot of wards in place to keep certain topics "quiet," see, so it's a little...
[beat]
Thank you for not hitting me! It actually just distracts me more...
Brr! That's, um, gosh... There's a whole lot of wards in place to keep certain topics "quiet," see, so it's a little...
[beat]
Thank you for not hitting me! It actually just distracts me more...
[ baaaaackdated to maybe two days after getting back from camp because i SUCK. anyway there's a little flow of pics and video to juracán's phone--
- the mural on aries' cabin
- numerous pictures of the sky taken atop aries cabin or even the top of the mess hall or anywhere else--at dawn, blue daylight, dusk, the night sky even if the camera doesn't quite have capabilities to capture constellations and stars
- a slightly crooked video venti takes overlooking the lake on the pier while playing a song
- the view of the lake later at night, with a dim mizuki-shaped glow underneath the surface.
- blurry pics while flying through the forest, a few macro photos of the questionable flora
- video taken from atop the mess hall while muffled 80's music plays inside during the dance
- a sneak pic of zhongli in short shorts because he has to immortalize that and honestly, he kind of accidentally sent that to friday. uh, whoops.
- the assortment of pics from aiden and natsuno, featuring some very charming selfies from the former and slightly more utilitarian pics from the latter, like skeletons sweeping cabins.
and on the rare occasion friday might leave her desk whether to go clean something or scold someone for smoking or underage drinking, when she returns there would be delivered to her counter a small bouquet of rather colorful cecilia, which are actually tissue paper flowers that were enchanted. the spell would wear off after a day, like the illusion he had cast on the broken holy lyre. ]
- the mural on aries' cabin
- numerous pictures of the sky taken atop aries cabin or even the top of the mess hall or anywhere else--at dawn, blue daylight, dusk, the night sky even if the camera doesn't quite have capabilities to capture constellations and stars
- a slightly crooked video venti takes overlooking the lake on the pier while playing a song
- the view of the lake later at night, with a dim mizuki-shaped glow underneath the surface.
- blurry pics while flying through the forest, a few macro photos of the questionable flora
- video taken from atop the mess hall while muffled 80's music plays inside during the dance
- a sneak pic of zhongli in short shorts because he has to immortalize that and honestly, he kind of accidentally sent that to friday. uh, whoops.
- the assortment of pics from aiden and natsuno, featuring some very charming selfies from the former and slightly more utilitarian pics from the latter, like skeletons sweeping cabins.
and on the rare occasion friday might leave her desk whether to go clean something or scold someone for smoking or underage drinking, when she returns there would be delivered to her counter a small bouquet of rather colorful cecilia, which are actually tissue paper flowers that were enchanted. the spell would wear off after a day, like the illusion he had cast on the broken holy lyre. ]
Edited 2022-07-01 04:14 (UTC)
[He jumps a little when she gives a sudden shudder, and then frowns faintly as he looks her over.] I— indeed. I suppose it’s for the best. The less any of us know about that particular topic, the less likely it is that he will find out about it.
[Another blink] Er, you’re welcome?
[Friday, you really need better friends.]
[Another blink] Er, you’re welcome?
[Friday, you really need better friends.]
[Friday doesn't actually leave her desk much at all - except when she seems to notice what's happening, and for some reason she needs to go stand by the elevators for a while more often.
she also may be printing out the pictures and making a scrapbook you don't know her life.]
she also may be printing out the pictures and making a scrapbook you don't know her life.]
[Pal picks up the lei and puts it back in his knapsack] Not at the moment. But I am going to remember this. [he makes a gesture to encompass the room] I knew the morgue would be quiet, but I didn’t expect it to be so…enlightening.
[He offers her his hand] Thank you, Miss Friday.
[He offers her his hand] Thank you, Miss Friday.
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