☠ 9th Haunt ☠ - [Voice]

[hollower]

[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.]

Comments

We can skip ahead to the next day if you like /o/

[hollower]

Excellent! We'll prepare tonight for tomorrow morning. Bring anything you think you'll need.

[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/

[lastfonmasterguardian]

Will do! I'm happy to be on board~! ♥

[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.]

[hollower]

[Shutting her journal with an enormous smile, Perona began to gather all the necessities she'd need for the journey. Of course, being the more experienced sailor, her bags are far more packed with essential things, but their time at sea wouldn't be as long as it would have been were this the Grand Line...or really, any stretch of ocean larger than Luceti's.

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!]