on this the night all hallows' eve

[sailmods]

who: the living and the damned
when: October 31st, 8PM to 11:59 PM
where: around the main pool on deck 6
what: HALLOWEEN PARTY, 1/2
warnings: TBA

[as you exit the elevator and walk towards the pool deck on Halloween night, you follow a sort of labyrinth of panels and decorations. about halfway through the maze, a scythe swings into your path, and a tall animatronic crackles to life:]

It is harvest time. I can smell it in the air. And I sense your soul is ripe for harvesting as well. When your time comes, my scythe will cleave your soul right off the vine like a ripened pumpkin. Time for carving!

[welcome to Halloween aboard the Serena Eterna.

the Infinite Spirit Halloween has been put to good use by a crack team of Mizuki and Ebalon, and half of it seems to now be located around the deck on the main pool. the pool has been dyed a swamp-like green; fake plastic vines and (hopefully) fake plastic limbs float in the waters. there are fog machines studded throughout that are putting out a frankly dangerous amount of fog, and it can be pretty difficult to tell if your next step is onto the floor or directly into the pool.

there is food available on a long table on the side, but it’s entirely the usual fare found in the buffet, though there are also two punch bowls: one is a delicious fruit punch, and the other is about 99% vodka and then a single orange. the bar is also open, with extra liquor bottles scavenged from the other bars on the ship. Halloween music plays from unseen speakers.

Friday is here, and dressed in costume, but never seems to stop fussing and rushing around long enough to actually have a conversation with. but, hey! Jenny is here! hooray!

have fun. you have ‘til midnight.]

Comments

[opheliac]

(sip,sip,sip. jinx seems to be doing a little better so far. and with the cup in her hand, she is drinking this alcoholic beverage while glancing around the area. the music is a little goofy but fun, she thinks. it's currently playing the monster mash and she is swaying as she sits; cross-legged on the floor.

with her free hand, she pulls out her smartphone from her shark purse -- thumbing along on the screen. maybe she is going to take a picture? text someone? who knows.)

[skaikru]

( ...alright.

plan to aggressively wallflower and pointedly avoid people: failed.

because this is the first time she's seen jinx in person for, like, a month (they decidedly missed each other at the most recent info share meeting) — and there's a new chapter in their non-negotiable disagreement/grudge-match book. yeah, natsuno's been hella distant for almost two weeks, but she's waded through his insides neatly collected on a tarp, and one doesn't ever forget that.

so, hi jinx. how's the floor? clarke's squatting directly in front of her; bikeshorts and gun beneath her skirt, and freshly bandaged leg that has some yellowed heme soaking through on plain display. )

I hope you know how lucky you were I never found you.

( side note, that purse is cute as hell. )

[opheliac]

(her eyebrows raise at someone squatting in front of her -- in a "oh, hello, didn't see you!" fashion. and while she knows she shouldn't egg this on or as they say, "poke the bear", it's just so darn hard when someone like clarke is practically giving her the option to toy around. the smirk that forms on her face grows very slowly; full of mischief and trickery.)

I'm pretty good in the shadows. Did a lotta stake-outs and heists in my day so one learns.

(and thank you for the compliment on the purse. it was a gift from venti because who else gives her shit besides ekko? if she is wearing earrings, a necklace, a pocket watch, a purse, or etc — nine times out of ten, it's from one of her boys.)

So what's the hubbub, babe? Got somethin' on your mind? I'll all ears for the next two minutes 'till I make the final decision if this conversation is worth my time.

[skaikru]

( wow, just when she thought her disposition couldn't get more sour, jinx delivers an entire order of lemons and manages to juice them directly into clarke's veins with this causality of conversation. it's almost like a dismissal, like trivializing her emotions and brushing them off, and — jinx is invariably good at what she's setting out to do here; she knows it, clarke knows and hates it — the bear is sufficiently poked. )

You know exactly what's on my mind, and exactly what I'm here to talk about, Jinx. Don't play dumb, even I wouldn't buy it.

[opheliac]

You mean Natsuno goin' kapow boom in the closet? It was pretty wild, huh? Him choosin' a closet was something I hadn't expected.

(she says this so very casually as she fiddles back with her phone. mostly just to check to see if anyone disappeared from the boat recently.)

[skaikru]

A closet, and he'd laid down a tarp. He obviously wasn't trying to leave much of a scene behind. I get that you both thought you could keep this under wraps.

( and just, alignment of the stars (and invasion of the body snatchers), that hadn't been how this all played out. if the rules of resurrection had held fast, it's safe to assume that the gore would have never been discovered and none of this would have played out like it actually ended up doing. but trusting the temperament and consistency of the captain is a crime in and of itself. )

[opheliac]

Well, it was part of the agreement he made. I was meant to keep my lips sealed that he wanted to do this. (a nonchalant shrug and a smile.) I think I held my end of it pretty well, don'tcha think?

[skaikru]

( it's been almost a full month, you'd think the murderous warpath rage would have subsided — but that little smile begs for clarke to take her hands off her legs and slap it off jinx's face. )

I think you're fucking delusional to think any sort of contract agreement means you're not directly at fault for what happened.

[opheliac]

(whether she does decide to slap jinx across the face or not, she will take it like a champ. there will be no effort to lay a hand on her whatsoever. in fact even then, the smile won't come off. )

Hmmm? And how's that? I wasn't the one who came up with the idea. I would had been perfectly fine with everythin' going as business as usual. He became the bottom of the barrel for me when I had someone else in my sights. Sometimes I forget he existed 'till you dummies bring him up.

(jinx places her the phone back in the purse. )

— Did he mention that he had a whole month to sit around and think about it? He had the opportunity to just, y'know, back out. And if he did, I wouldn't even be sweatin' over it. When it comes to trades in Zaun, it looks bad if we get into a hissy fit if our customers wanna reconsider. Well. The Zaunities who are good, anyway.

I make weapons, Blondie. If someone wants 'em, I give it to 'em. Whatever happens after that isn't really my concern. You don't blame the marker if somethin' goes sideways if the new owners want to do somethin' willy nilly with the product.

(she leans back with both her hands prop up behind her.)

You can take the equation and solve it any way you like but the solution will still be the same. And that is, I didn't kill him. Didn't lay one hand on his pretty lil' hair.