SEPTEMBER EVENT: SKULLY'S ANGELS

[sailmods]

[around 10:30PM, after Friday has returned from bringing all the other guests back to the ship, she parks the tender just off the shore, idling. she sticks her head out of the door.]

Good luck! Just come get me if you need anything! [beat] But, only if it’s something I can do without stepping outside! [beat] Have fun!

[she then pops back inside. they’re on their own, for now.

the salamander villagers have returned to their homes for the night, it seems… all but one, a smaller one, bedecked in leather armor and carrying a spear. they watch the group as they leave the beach, eyes fixed… and then, slowly but distinctly, they toss their head in the direction of inland, and turn away from them to begin a sort of watch.

perhaps that was salamander for good luck. you’ll need it.]

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[light_mischief]

[The weirdest part is how he doesn't even feel particularly panicked. It's just as though all of the screaming that'd been strangled out of him by the Faceless Ones is suddenly coming out all at once, without any of the terror to accompany it. Just a deep, staticky sort of dread.

The worst part is how natural it still feels. Like he never actually stopped at all, and he's just been pretending to hold it in this whole time.

At least it isn't keeping him from running.]

[fonomena]

Skulduggery! Skulduggery, can you still hear me?! [Jade's raising his voice to attempt elevating it over the screaming as he sprints up to the man, but it's legitimately a difficult thing. A benefit of a lack of lungs, it seems, is that some impression of absolutely agonized despair seems to now be pouring endlessly from him without any need of breath to draw. Which is, very very alarming. The concern on Jade's face grows clearer as he draws beside him, a hand half-outstretched; is the latter even coherent at this point...? Is he managing to stay the course, all the same?] This miasma--are you injured? In pain?

[It surely sounds like it...!]

[light_mischief]

[It should be embarrassing, but he's a little too busy being gripped by what doesn't exactly feel like terror, his mind already deep-fried enough to recognize the strange otherness of the near wailing dragging from his throat. It's especially awful because he doesn't need to breathe, so it's very much just... a continuous howl. This is, as far as curses go, fucking awful.

There's no way to make words happen; he just pats the pocket visible in Jade's light, the one he'd shoved his own ill-gotten gains from, then gives a thumbs up that is just. Very, very disconnected from the screaming skull routine.]

[fonomena]

[Oh......oh that is very disconnected. Utterly bizarre. Jade's not actually sure he's ever seen anything quite this unsettling in his life before, which is saying something! But, going by the absolutely contrasting body language...it seems, that Skulduggery's--alright?? Still has the items, still...coherent enough to sort of respond, at least.

Alright, okay, he can. Work with this. Jade can only begin to imagine how utterly horrible this must be for Skulduggery about now, if he's still as lucid as he seems to indicate. Even he can't quite smooth the concern that continues pinching his own features, but at least it's only a second or two's staring delay before Jade's nodding shortly, brows furrowing.]

Then--that's good. I don't know what's going on...it's as if we're being struck by randomized ailments. We should-- [A glance back, in Darcy abd Izzy's direction, before Jade's reluctantly slowing his own pace slightly and motioning for Skulduggery to do the same.] Darcy has been struck as well--she's having a hard time moving! Izzy is trying to help her, but they may be catching up--I don't know where Maximilien and Ava are now. I think I still heard Jenny nearby...

[Or at least, the laughter was audible for a moment or two, before Skulduggery's nonstop screaming started......

Is Jade also trying to cope with this utterly unnerving turn of events by leaning full swing into military habit and firing off into a rapid soldier's sort of report about now, too? Maybe! Don't worry about it! He's not...sure what else to do, here, until Izzy and Darcy can catch up...!!!]