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[skaikru]

( jinx )

Sorry. While dealing with a literal storm god, at some point you just forgot that we're on a haunted, magical cruise ship? With haunted, magical doors?

( you had one fucking job with one very important job requirement )

[opheliac]

HEY. i almost DROWNED by saggy tits, almost fell overboard, and having SURPISE SURPRISE love probs that i DIDNT ASK for.

so cut me some slack. i made the bomb didnt i???

[skaikru]

( U G H this isn't a competition clarke, don't whip out the i actually fell overboard and drowned card, be the bigger person here... )

You did. And I guess it'll have to do. Either it works or this is a trial run.

( not every snide comment can be diverted though. )

Why on Earth would you be wasting your time with love problems here?

[opheliac]

yea like i was TOTES lookin for love on this boat.
yep mmmHMMMMMM.

btw i got more bombs if needed.

[skaikru]

( okay judging jinx's life choices can wait a moment. )

How many more you got?

[opheliac]

3

[skaikru]

Right, I'll take all of them.

[opheliac]

o will u now? >:)

[skaikru]

...yes? Was that not always the plan?

[opheliac]

u know i worked A LOT making these bombs.

maaaaaaaaaybe. i should get smth in return for them.

[skaikru]

Ugh.

It's not like there's money here I could pay you with. What do you want, Jinx?

[opheliac]

info.

u seem to know a lot of here.

[skaikru]

All I do is pay attention to the obvious and ask a few questions here and there.

But fine. What do you want to know?

[opheliac]

everything w/ the captain and stuff?? apparently thats smth.

[skaikru]

It's not like I've gotten a chance to sit down and talk with him. Why don't you give me the bombs, I get into his room, and then I'll catch you up to speed.

[opheliac]

srry. not how trading works, goldie. try again.

[skaikru]

Trades don't usually start out as a mutually agreed request for help, only to then be turned into a crappy extortion attempt over something I would have just told you if you'd asked outright.

[opheliac]

distractions happen!!!

but i remember u said smth about we might not have enough time. what did u mean by that?

[skaikru]

Which is why you shouldn't try to date in the middle of a fight for your entire soul.

But yeah. I don't think we do have a lot of time. This whole ship and the spiel about relaxing paired alongside the knowledge the Captain just wants us to suffer so he can feed off it? That feels like a ploy to get us complacent before we can properly launch a counter attack. How long until we die enough times that our very being's changed to the point we can never go back home?

( does she know exactly what she's talking about? absolutely not. but has she made enough small scale discoveries that this narrative fills the gaps in her actual knowledge? yup. at the very least — it motivates. )

[opheliac]

we're not dating.

wait wait. he wants to kill us over and over until we are so screwed up we can't leave?

how do u know that?

[skaikru]

Some of the information came from Pirate Jenny. Some of it's a guess. The rest just fits.

There's no other reason to resurrect me after I died other than to get to enjoy it all over again. There's no reason he let Rita Mordio go after burning off half her arm other than to watch her suffer her injury, instead of just killing her and having her wake up whole again. There's no reason all of us come from horrible, scary places if we're not going to be asked to live through horrible, scary circumstances all over again.

[opheliac]

(...)

anyone came up w/ a plan on how to handle this sicko yet?

a secret group?

i want in.

(because like hell she is going to let this whacko do something twisted like that to venti, fio, or both.)

[skaikru]

( .........jinx did u think she was just commissioning explosives for shits and giggles? of course there's a resistance — several factions, nothing official, but still! )

And I want those bombs. If you want to help, start there with me.

[opheliac]

got urself a deal, goldie.

[skaikru]

( explosives expert: acquired.

this feels a lot like progress, and Clarke is brimming with purpose and motivation on the other end of the phone. but, play it cool; be the commander. )

Then you're in.

This is still the fact finding phase. It's not exactly safe, but if you're ready for that — after the camping trip, let's rattle a cage and see what falls out.