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[light_mischief]

[well, damn. there's the brick wall at the end of that brief diversion from the other elephant in the room. the mere mention of the word dreams sets off internal claxons, and even thinking about it around the Captain feels needlessly dangerous. maybe he's just worried about opening his big mouth and making a bigger mess.

still. like an early-generation screensaver, Skulduggery is capable of pivoting before smashing headlong into a building.]

We've seen first-hand how much trouble previous passengers can cause, so let's not be too quick to write them out. Or... maybe it's something leaking from the crew cabins. God knows what mess was made of that. If there's even a mess to make back there... For all I know, it's a swirling lightless void. Can't really make a mess of that.

[he's realizing there are a lot of things he's not sure he can tell the Captain about. Fio's dreams, Friday's reactions, the flesh-eating ghost, the sigils... hell, he hasn't even mentioned the leis again, not since the first time he brought them up a year ago. so, you know. when in doubt, ramble semi-coherently.]

[sictransitgloriamundi]

[blinks]

I did just put those there because they ought to be there. I don't think they're very important, in the grand scheme of things.

[light_mischief]

[skeleton or not, he appears visibly relieved.]

Oh, good. So there's nothing back there? Just empty quarters for the crew that's supposed to be here? Nothing special about it to warrant sigils specifically guarding it or anything like that?

[sictransitgloriamundi]

Oh, nothing like that. I would only put those on something terribly important.

[light_mischief]

Like in an elevator shaft?

[sictransitgloriamundi]

... What, like Tower of Terror?

[light_mischief]

More like, one of the elevators on this ship, with a conveniently placed hatch that passengers can find. [...] So, more like Die Hard.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

There wasn't magic in Die Hard.

...

Was there magic in Die Hard...

[light_mischief]

There was Bruce Willis, but I don't think he counts.

I can't tell if this is your normal level of distraction, or if there's magical interference. If it's the former, I'll be blunter. If it's the latter... then we are going to have to figure out what you are allowed to know around here.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

[half-singsong] Still sounds like a Friday problem...

[light_mischief]

So the Eterna is Friday's ship, then? My mistake.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

Only the boring parts. [which is, quite literally, 99% of it.]

[light_mischief]

[torn between slapping the Captain upside the head and leaving before he says something he'll regret, Skulduggery remains standing by the door, crossing his arms.]

You're being an ass. Is it because you don't want to take responsibility for anything? Or are you simply hoping that if you overwhelm Friday, you can use her failures as an excuse? "The universe doesn't want me to live, otherwise the ship's sole support wouldn't have collapsed under the weight of all my shirked responsibilities?"

[sictransitgloriamundi]

... [extended sigh]

How did she word it, exactly.

[light_mischief]

[PETULANTLY]

How did who word what?

[sictransitgloriamundi]

[flat look

also he's still upside-down]

tw: suicide ideation mention

[light_mischief]

It doesn't feel good when people do that to you, does it?

[...]

She said you would have been willing to watch Vile drive me mad, that you'd done it before, that you didn't know what that meant, and that you sounded like you were waiting for literally any excuse to give you a reason to kill yourself.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

[pause]

God, but the French are over-dramatic. And all over the inevitable result of asking awful questions, getting awful answers.

[light_mischief]

Over-dramatic doesn't mean wrong, and I know she isn't lying about what she heard you say.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

[a huff, and he pulls himself up into a sitting position.]

She wanted to lord over me regarding December. She was told exactly what the consequences of that day could have been. She didn't like it, because none of them ever like the truth. She went off crying to you. The end.

[light_mischief]

That's a boring story. Where's the hook? The intrigue? Hm. How about the part where you watched another loved one succumb to madness?

[sictransitgloriamundi]

No, that wasn't--

[pauses. when he speaks again, it's Darcy's voice, exactly as he had heard it.]

Really? You couldn't bring yourself to kill him, but you'd just get used to seeing him like that? I don't believe you.

[another pause]

That was what that part was. That part.

[light_mischief]

And what was your reply?

[sictransitgloriamundi]

"I've done it before." Thinking about it for longer than three seconds makes my mind shut down.

[light_mischief]

That's what worries me. Is it because you've given up the memory, or has it been locked away out of necessity? And if it's necessary for you not to know, then it's only a matter of time before my meddling and poking around causes real damage.