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THE CAPTAIN:


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PIRATE JENNY GUABANCEX JENNY:

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[ninetoes]

Is there another kind of bed?

[Real question. Anyway,]

I ordered him from the barkeep. Got the cat instead. You clearly don't mind their release or you wouldn't have lead me to them, n' everything for a price. Bearing your gracious hospitality in mind, is it a sacrifice you want.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

[. . .]

You didn't get the cat "instead." You "ordered" the cat.

[ninetoes]

...the cat. Guatauva's the cat.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

Yeah.

[like. duh.]

[ninetoes]

What the fuck-

[sictransitgloriamundi]

I apologize for wrongfully assuming that you could figure out that gods aren't limited to human forms. I'll keep your myopia in mind during future conversations.

[ninetoes]

[God you are the worst. (Don’t bully him, he’ll cum!!)]

Yeah because I know so fucking much about gods. Shall we have a slumber party and gossip about them all night. Braid each other’s hair and share secrets.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

Has anyone ever told you how concerning your projection habit is, or is that something they just keep to themselves.

[ninetoes]

My what? No, shut up.

Has anyone ever told you how invasive you are?

[sictransitgloriamundi]

Yes.

[...]

[ninetoes]

Ngh.

[Switching gears]

The Serena Eterna, did you make this ship or did you capture it?

[sictransitgloriamundi]

I constructed this entire realm.

[ninetoes]

Except the bits you send us to on your behalf. What was that, then.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

[a pause. he frowns.]

I don't know. Or, possibly, I don't remember.

[ninetoes]

Mmhm.

It was on that land we encountered Guabancex. Who had, apparently, earned her freedom. And yet she was still existing in this realm, is she one of your creations as well? Another cat to play with?

[sictransitgloriamundi]

[blinks]

I'd like to think that I wouldn't be able to create a being so annoying, but I did create Friday, so your suspicions are warranted.

[ninetoes]

...

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The Captain would know whether Guabancex was originally a passenger or not. Guabancex who is, apparently, an elemental of this realm. Who is romantically entangled with Friday, and was brought back to the ship via fatality - enforced by Friday, herself.]

This is a fuckery.

[Whispered, to himself.

Fucking fuck. This is all some great, dramatic fuckery for amusement just like everything else. It's a fuckery and he fell for it, just like he fell for Blackbeard. The, until now, single greatest fuckery Israel Hands has ever witnessed.

He is just. Flabbergasted. For a moment. All his scheming and planning and for what--]

Yes or no, Captain.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

The answer is so obviously "no" that I can't even imagine why you would think I should dignify you with a response.

[ninetoes]

[So rude. He opens his mouth. Closes it. thinks. Opens it again. He is so confused.]

You say that, but you're bored as fuck in all this, and what fun is anything without an adversary? There's no story, no drama, do you really mean to tell me she's just some...rando passenger the same as the rest of us.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

I make adversaries simply by existing. Why would I waste time and energy creating one from scratch?

[ninetoes]

For fun. Because you're bored. And lonely.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

Anything I make, I can control, to a certain extent. And anything I can control, even just a little bit, isn't as fun as something I can't control at all.

That is why you're all here, after all. For fun.

[ninetoes]

Until you tire of our amusements and it's off to the crew muster. If we're lucky.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

[grins]

If you're lucky.

[ninetoes]

Mm.

[His smile is. Very tight. Are you feasting? You should be. This is a banquet of anguish.]

You've acquired someone of mine. What's happened to him?