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high_seas2015-08-31 11:11 pm
thepiratesdevil) wrote in high_seas2015-08-31 11:11 pm
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The Day o' Davy Jones
August 31st - September 7th
Isla Empieza
OPEN TO ALL PLAYERS, CURRENT AND PAST!!
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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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.]
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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.]
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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.]
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[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.]
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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.
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[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...]
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[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.