APRIL EVENT: YOU HAVE NO POWER OVER ME (EPILOGUE)

[sailmods]

[one by one, they are brought out of the dream, finding themselves in a brightly lit world of sand and broken glass, of familiar faces and audible relief.

as they pass through the crew quarters, they may notice that some tubes seem to be unoccupied, merely sand and empty air.

when they finally push open the heavy door, they find themselves on deck zero. the familiar terrain of the Serena Eterna. they never really left at all.

it is still and quiet; none of the usual ghostly presences can be found anywhere on the ship; in fact, it seems as if there’s barely enough of… whatever it is to keep the lights on, and they’ll find that all internal locations are dimly lit, making it difficult to search them. and they will be searching.

because Fio wasn’t in any of the tubes.

and neither was the Captain.

and Sparkles is somewhere to be found.]

Comments

[ossie_oswald]

Oh do settle your histrionics. It's a simple magical animation, [ The biscuit scampers up his suit like an ant before settling in his hand and dropping back into a regular biscuit. He shows her both sides before taking a bite out of it. ]

It's perfectly harmless. Now- off you go. Kitchen's closed until I receive an apology.

[ring_for_giles]

[ The cat jumps up to sit on the table in solidarity with Ossie ]

[ossie_oswald]

Oh so now you join me. Little turncoat.

[ring_for_giles]

[ossie_oswald]

You are incredibly fortunate that I adore you.

[ Little behind ear scritch. ]

[ring_for_giles]

[ oh so much purring ]

[myagic]

[The cats a blink, and a huff. Really, siding with this guy?]

[ring_for_giles]

[ Sorry Rita, doesn't matter how good the pats and praise are, a cat's gotta stand with its person ]

[myagic]

[Traitor!]

[myagic]

I'm not--that's not--you-!

[She's furious and terrified and embarrassed, pointing at him ineffectually. Clearly that's no normal biscuit, even if he's eating it!!]

Like hell I'd want any of your creepy food, anyway!

[ring_for_giles]

[ Mr Ainsel can feel that fear coming off her, and though it's fairly obvious even without being able to sense it, the cat still twitches its tail so only Ossie can see. A silent communication of what it senses. ]

[ossie_oswald]

I believe I made myself clear the first time. Would you like me to make myself clearer? Move along, and leave those with manners to enjoy my offerings.

[myagic]

Hmph! Fine--not that I wanted it, anyway!

[Ugggggh she can still practically feel that thing skittering over her hand. What if she had eaten it?! Gross! Gross, that's gross!!]

[configuration_birdwatcher]

// It's not sentient? [ They're 90% relieved that the biscuit didn't get eaten alive, 10% disappointed that Ossie can't make little biscuit buddies. ]

[ossie_oswald]

Oh good heavens, no. That's a different bit of magic entirely. And it would require far more biscuits.

[myagic]

[It was a pertinent question she wasn't sure she wanted to know the answer to, and now she only has way more terrifying questions.]

You don't make food sentient!

[ossie_oswald]

Maybe you can't.

[myagic]

Of course I can't--why the hell would I, even if I could?!

[ossie_oswald]

I'm sure you'll wonder about that for quite a while.

[myagic]

No way! I'm forgetting all about it! You got that?!

[It is absolutely going to haunt her nightmares.]