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☠ 9th Haunt ☠ - [Voice]
[It's late in the day, and Perona's just waking up. Since the end of the draft, she'shad the worst kind of sleep possible - either little at all or wrecked with horrendous nightmares. Normally she's never been bothered by the sight of death, corpses, blood, and the like, but...that was when it wasn't her own body that was dead. She couldn't help dwelling on that fact every now and again, and when she felt she was just starting to forget and get over it, her dreams reminded her. Even everyday life began to be a mess on her nerves. Day by day she kept getting anxious about being outside, especially when on her own in quiet places. It felt like she was being...watched.
So today, after getting up and tying back her hair - she doesn't bother with brushing it yet, she needs a strong cup of coffee before doing her morning routine today - she settles down with aforementioned cup of coffee and sighs. Waving her hand, a few of her ghosts materialize from her palm and phase through her walls to go out and observe Luceti for their master. Perona's much too lazy to scout things for herself, and besides...she looks terrible and it's too late in the day to get ready.
As she reads through her journal, she sighs and sips her coffee, rubbing her face slowly. Ugh, she knows she should go out and do things, but she's so lazy. In fact, she knows what she really wants to do - she wants to sail. She's even seen ships moored near the ocean here, and thought to, erm...borrow one if they weren't being used. Might as well ask, right? Just so she doesn't get anyone on her case if she does happen to take one, but for weeks she's seen the ships there, and they haven't been cleaned, moved, or tended to at all...it was kind of depressing, actually. They were lovely ships.]
The ships moored near the ocean...are they being used at all? I'd like to set sail later today for a day or two.
[No, she does not know about the ocean nor the ships, by the way. That they have both poofed, just so we're clear.]
So today, after getting up and tying back her hair - she doesn't bother with brushing it yet, she needs a strong cup of coffee before doing her morning routine today - she settles down with aforementioned cup of coffee and sighs. Waving her hand, a few of her ghosts materialize from her palm and phase through her walls to go out and observe Luceti for their master. Perona's much too lazy to scout things for herself, and besides...she looks terrible and it's too late in the day to get ready.
As she reads through her journal, she sighs and sips her coffee, rubbing her face slowly. Ugh, she knows she should go out and do things, but she's so lazy. In fact, she knows what she really wants to do - she wants to sail. She's even seen ships moored near the ocean here, and thought to, erm...borrow one if they weren't being used. Might as well ask, right? Just so she doesn't get anyone on her case if she does happen to take one, but for weeks she's seen the ships there, and they haven't been cleaned, moved, or tended to at all...it was kind of depressing, actually. They were lovely ships.]
The ships moored near the ocean...are they being used at all? I'd like to set sail later today for a day or two.
[No, she does not know about the ocean nor the ships, by the way. That they have both poofed, just so we're clear.]
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But don't you worry, Anise, Perona is a cushy, spoiled, pampered princess - she'll make do with what she has and make things enjoyable for those like herself that take pleasure in the material world.]
Only as far as I can go... This ocean is nothing like the one of my world. But I haven't been on a ship since I arrived, and that's no good for someone like me.
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and potentially avoid the second coming of the cultists? Even if they weren't going far, it was also a chance for her to hang out with Miss Perona more.]Can I come with you? ♥
[She'll be the best (and cutest) little vice-captain you can imagine.]
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piracysailing and navigation to boot!]Of course you may! Horohoro, and feel free to bring Tokunaga-chan, too.
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3/3
:3!
[Y'know, borrowed. Without asking.]
THESE TWO ARE THE WORST AND I LOVE THEM FOR IT.
[You have the makings of a true pirate.]
THE VERY BEST
[Future badass pirate queen Anise, at your service.]
BESTWORST
[This is going to happen isn't it? Perona wanted to keep out of trouble, but being egged on like this isn't helping matters in the least. The ship she had her eye on may very well end up being sailed...and she may or may not be inclined to give it back if it sails well.]
I wasn't planning on going out today, but if you're not busy, we can prepare for the following morning.
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[That quickly? That was awesome! She'd have to make sure that she packed all of her essentials: Tokunaga, her journal, Ion.]
[Well, maybe not Ion, but she at least needed to tell him where she was going.]
What do we need to bring?
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Food and water are most important. ...And supplies to cook them with. [Pots, pans, dishes and cutlery. Maybe some matches, depending on what the burners in the galley are powered by.] Clothes of course, a few books just to keep us occupied... Normally I'd say a compass, but that won't be necessary with an ocean so small...so just the basic necessities.
You'll be alright to stay for a few days, won't you? [Three tops. 8|a]
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[She'd definitely leave a note for the residents of House One letting them know where she'd gone; there's no way that they'd worry, right?]
I can bring some pots and pans, and food, too!
We can skip ahead to the next day if you like /o/
[Perona can make a list of necessities and essentials herself, and obviously look at the ship in question herself. She'll have to make sure the body of the ship and the sail are still in working order...otherwise they won't be going anywhere.]
I'll see you early tomorrow morning, alright? Horohorohoro, I didn't think I'd find someone so cute to join my crew so quickly.
works with me \o/
[Anise couldn't believe she found such a cool and stylish friend! Two beautiful, mature ladies sailing the sea together, it was going to be great!
And get them out of this deathtrap.]no subject
The following morning finds Perona lugging quite a few things behind her, assisted by a happy little wagon she found at the item shop (because like hell she'd actually carry that crap). She rolls right on up to the ship she had eyed and hops right onto it after inspecting the exterior. Looks alright...just needs a decent scrubbing, and probably to scrape off any barnacles or other clinging shellfish.
One by one Perona loads her bags onto the ship, hopping to and fro from the ship to the dock with practiced ease. After everything's packed away, she even gets to checkingon the sails and the rudder, turning the wheel as one of her ghosts eyes the rudder for her. Seems to be okay...perfect!]