high_seas | The Day o' Davy Jones

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The Day o' Davy Jones

August 31st - September 7th
Isla Empieza

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The time has come. The way to Empieza is open. The mists still swirl around and the low, greenish cloud hangs heavy over the island, flickering with green lightning. But now there is a way to get in and a place to weigh anchor. The Navs seem to have stopped functioning, though. Pity.

In any case, there is a path to the central plaza of Empieza, bordered on either side by mist that feels caustic to the touch and seems almost ready to break free. From either side and within the mist are screams that linger as they fade, rattling growls, and other sounds that could induce nightmares in even the bravest of souls.

And somewhere in the mist lies Davy Jones, the rest of the shards, and a battle that will decide the outcome of this world...and yourselves.

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[Chokes.

Might erupt into a small coughing fit.

BUT HE RECOVERS, clearing his throat and plastering a smile onto his face.]

N-no, you were certainly the most adventurous of anyone!

[Clears his throat again and shakes his head like that'll help him get his act together (be cool, man, damn), before he remembers the journal in his hand. Oh yeah, there's stuff going on. War and things.

He tips his head curiously, eyeing Ariel.]

Speaking of helping... You're a mermaid. [Yes, well spotted, Draco.] Can you sing?

[She gave him a moments look as if to ask if he were all right, before he smiled again. Honestly, she loved it when he smiled. It made his face light up in a good way.]

[But she made no comment to that, just giving him a proud look a moment before he asks his question. Huh, that was a weird sudden need.]

Yes, actually. I'm... one of the best out of all of my sisters. I love to sing.

[Now wasn't really the time, was it? Or... was it?]

[Draco wishes it were the time, honestly. To hear her sing properly. He knows mermaids can, of course, they're known for it, but the ones at Hogwarts sound bloody awful if you happen to catch them above water -- that terrible screeching sound, ugh.

But perhaps it's different for Ariel. It's something he would like to listen to.

In any case, he holds out the journal, which is open to a certain post.]

I found this just a moment ago. Trying to gather any information I could, you know? About what's been going on. It's an older entry, at least a week or so, but I found this bit particularly interesting.

[He points to the line in question:

For now, I will teach you the magnetation melody. This one should draw all the shards to you.

The words drift out from the page as well, in Meep's voice, but it easy to speak over them.]

He gave them this spell -- or whatever it is -- and yet no one's used it yet and I can't imagine why. I wanted to ask him...

[A quick glance to Meep might explain why Draco hasn't yet. The man is clearly involved in whatever meditation he's doing, and since Draco isn't sure what he's trying to accomplish, he's hesitant to interrupt him.]

Do you think we should try it?

[She he points out the journal she leans in close to his side, peeking in at the journal itself, though she can hear what is being said. The tune that is being given to them.]

[She looks past Draco to Meep, taking in his appearance again and understanding why the other hadn't asked yet. The other did look focused.]

It doesn't seem so hard. [She focused on the tune again, humming a bit, fixing the sound once in a while, until she thought she had something like it. Had it been written down she would have got it instantly, but this would take a moment. Mimicking wasn't hard though.]

[Her humming was soft, very low, just in case it did cause a problem that they weren't ready for yet, but after a moment she nodded, firmly.]

We should try. It can't hurt, or, maybe it can, but we should try anyhow!

[But then she held in a breath, looking unsure.] But, how? Do we need to go to the fight itself? If so we should start moving, hmm?

[Finds himself leaning in to hear her better, but he quickly straightens again when she looks back at him. Ahem. What, he's fine! He dons an overly thoughtful look at her question, cheeks going a bit pink again.]

Yes, let's get closer! That's where a number of the shards are, after all. That people have collected. Maybe the spell will work better if we're in closer range of everything.

[Pause.

Goes a bit shifty-eyed.]

Er, but not too close. We don't want to draw Jones' attention, either.

[Also, the thought of being too near to that mess is just bloody terrifying.

Draco starts to head off down the path, but then remembers his manners and turns to hold a hand out to Ariel.]

Shall we? Once we have the complete jewel, luck should definitely be on our side. We'll be able to get out of this place!

[She didn’t mind him leaning in, and she would have done it louder but she isn’t sure what the reaction would be if she did. As he said they should get closer she gave a firm, determined nod]

Close, but not too close. Do you think it’ll work? If we piece it together? [she cautiously, taking his hand as he offered it, letting her fingers close around his firmly as they started to move. She let him lead the way, looking up towards the mess they were headed too.]

That’s the goal, right? To get the jewel and go home? What about the people here, that live here? And if we go home... we won't see anyone again, will we?

[...Oh, now they're holding hands.

Somehow he hadn't thought ahead that far and it didn't quite click that that's what he was initiating. Durp.

But he squeezes her hand back regardless, and then shifts his grip so that their fingers are intertwined. The world is ending, right? So why not. Plus it leaves a nice, warm feeling in his chest.]

I can't say... I hope it will, though. It would make that Meep fellow a bit of a berk if he gave us a shoddy spell.

[He says it lightheartedly, like it's something amusing, but really...he wants it to work. He needs it to. There are people here he's genuinely grown to like, beyond all expectations, but it doesn't make this place home. And he misses the Wizarding World fiercely.

So he nods.]

Yes. I'm not sure what will happen -- it's possible we won't ever see each other again. But we should at least be able to get back to where we belong. The people here...they'll be fine. Our wish won't affect them, I think.

[He slows down as they approach the battle, then pulls Ariel behind what used to be a shop but is now just crumbling walls, blasted at some point during the fight.]

Here, this should work. Are you ready?

[In case she needs to hear the melody again, Draco holds the journal out for her with one hand. His other one is already occupied, after all.]

[as he intertwined his fingers with her she couldn’t help but smile more behind him as they moved. Okay, so, she liked him, and she might actually know that. He’s no Wan (and she hadn’t met Eric yet) but he’s still a bit of a Prince to her.]

I don’t think I’ve ever sang a spell before. Hopefully I can do it.

[She wants it to work for people who do want to go home. For her she doesn’t want to go home. Home means back to her angry father and being grounded for wanting to be around humans, and here she’s been around humans and dragons and pokemon and other beings that she just isn’t sure she wants to go back at all. It’s not like it’s a hard life, just restrictive. She’ll miss people. Humans. She’ll miss her crew, and Draco.]

[but if they all wanted to go home, she would do her best to help! when he says it’s possible they won't see each other again though she bites back a whine. as he ducks them behind some rubble she looks off at the mess of a fight with wide eyes. this was going to be bad, wasn’t it?]

So long as everyone gets home safe. [she said sadly, half hiding behind the rubble, but also staying close to him, hand clasped to his. He pulled the journal out again for her, and asked if she was ready. Giving him an uneasy glance she wasn’t sure if she was.]

[With a small bounce of her feet, and a squeeze of his hand she leaned in suddenly, pressing her lips to his in a quick kiss. She might never see him again, after all. When she drew back she was blushing hard, looking down a bit and nodding once more.]

Ready, I think. I... I think... yes. [she let the tune play again for a moment, trying to get it in her mind while not looking at him.]

[......Blinks.

Then just sort of stands there in a daze for half a second, before Ariel's voice draws him out of it.

And yes, his cheeks feel warm again, but there's mostly just this almost entirely foreign burst of affection that bubbles up within him.

He'd thought, you know, with Pansy, maybe... And he loved the girl dearly, but she was a nightmare at the best of times (especially when dancing was involved -- he shudders at the memory of the Yule Ball), plus he hasn't seen her in two years...

But Ariel is right there in front of him and he doesn't know how much longer any of this is going to last and really, he's a MAN. Seventeen now, so there's no need for these flustered shenanigans. Just...just do it. For Merlin's sake, Malfoy, she had to bloody kiss you first, you tit! Return the favor already, don't leave her hanging!

With that in mind, he closes the distance between them again, the journal falling from his grasp to thump gently against the ground as he raises his hand to Ariel's face, cups her cheek, and draws her back in for another kiss.]

[She's still a bit surprised with herself, for her actions at all. When she first got here she had fallen pretty fast for Wan, and waiting for him to make a move had proven to be fruitless. She had wanted to kiss him, but she had always been told by her sisters that the guy was to make the first move. It was only proper.]

[If she wasn't going to see Draco again after this though... why not? A kiss for luck, she had mentally thought to herself, as if she needed the excuse. And if he said anything she would have waved it off and said just that. 'For luck.' She had heard someone else use that term once before.]

[Instead she realized that the journal fell from his hand, making her look up just as he cupped her cheek, his hand feeling cool to her warmed face. For a moment she thought her heart stopped completely and everything in the world around them paused. As he kissed her back she leaned into him softly, her hand resting at his chest just briefly, keeping her balance as she returned the kiss.]

[This was not what she had thought she would be doing just the other day. From camping to being back on the ocean, to a battle and good bye. The warmth she felt from the kiss made her heart race once again, allowing herself just a moment to ignore the world. But just a moment.]

[When he pulls back, he's feeling rather proud of himself. Aww yeah, kissed a girl! His hand moves from her cheek to tuck some hair behind her ear, and he grins.]

You're very pretty, you know.

[Hovers there for another moment but then steps back a little, catching the hand she has on his chest.]

And I'd love to continue this but I think there might be slightly more pressing matters, at the moment.

[Said a bit teasingly as he gives her hand a squeeze, then lets go and bends down to pick up the journal again.]

We should probably get to it.

[She's feeling pretty proud of him as well. And herself, really. What horrible timing though, to get a kiss from a prince and have to think about it more later.]

[He called her pretty though, and that made her a bit bashful, in a happy way. Her hand moved to touch her cheek, letting him keep the other for the moment.] I should have given you a kiss before this, but you're right. Right...

[Right. More pressing matters. She felt her heart race for more reasons then nerves over this battle though. As he let her hand go she let out a breath, nodding firmly again. Lets do this.]

Okay. Okay... so this should... what? Bring us the shards? Or piece them together, or... or, do you have any idea what this is going to do? [She asked as she leaned in beside him to look, and hear Meep's tune again. She started to hum it again, softly, trying to get it in her head. She would let him talk first, to see if he was sure they should try this, but... she thought she was ready. She as already trying to hum long with the journal for a moment longer...]

Better late than never.

[Said with a small smile as he focuses on the journal entry.]

It says it should draw all the shards to us. But I can't say if that means it will actually put the jewel back together or if we'll just...have all the shards.

[Nudges her shoulder with his own.]

Go ahead. That's the only way to find out what will happen.

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