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[delugional]

Who: Crew of the Alcyone
Where: The Alcyone
When: October 21-Nov 1
What: Simple crew mingle with contemplations on life, the universe, and everything this world, what's to come, and maybe even home. Oh, and a boatload of supernatural weirdness following. Literally.
Warnings: Possible violence, undead, and blood-lusting.
Style: Prose or brackets, either is fine
Status: Closed to the crew

The night before...(21rst)

All was quiet for the night, the cleaning finished, the crew in bed, except for one. It was still fairly warm, much cooler than it had been in the southern seas, but they had only left Isla Empieza that morning. The waves to weave and crash upon each other in a soft lull. Clear skies for the most part, the not quite full moon overhead cast some excellent mood light where the lantern nearby wouldn't suffice. Anyone else having trouble sleeping tonight, feel free to go find Archie chilling out on the deck.

Fog, phantoms, and the RPG norm...(22nd)

Being out on the water, fog was a pretty normal occurrence. Warmth of the day with the cool of the night, casting vapors at dawn and dusk. Usually it was quite ethereal. This fog... even more so. It possibly wouldn't be nearly as worrisome if it weren't for how quickly it came rolling in, covering everything in a faded bone chilling haze. And speaking of bone chilling, what was that coming closer.... A ship...? And those figures on board.... PREPARE YOURSELVES!

The morning after...(23rd-end)

Its not all that hard to believe the attack from the night before. Considering the crew, stranger things have happened than mere ghost ships (although ghost ship isn't exactly something they've all had to face before) appearing from nowhere. Perhaps that was what Dog had mentioned about something coming and by sunrise they would.... hey has anyone seen the sun today? And it still feels like something isn't right to the magically sensitive. Something is still going on, and that moon sure doesn't look too friendly either...

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[23rd, dawn]

[bitty_blue_brother]

[The bells were the first thing Hubert had heard as he slowly slid out of slumber with the coming of the new day. Though a little worried about their coming, it isn't until Jade's authoritative voice rings out over them that he snaps to full alertness, suddenly very conscious of approaching danger. He sits up in the bed he shares with Asbel and tries to shake his brother awake.]

Asbel, wake up! We're under attack!

***

[Hubert doesn't want to be on deck when there are bad guys around, but at the same time it doesn't seem like a good idea to hide out below in cramped quarters. Besides, he'd feel a little guilty about doing something like that. If everyone else was pulling their weight, then so should he. Somehow.

After picking up a sword from a fallen ghost soldier, Hubert goes to hide behind some crates -- excuse me, I mean, "lie in wait to spring a surprise attack on an enemy." Unfortunately, a group of other ghosts get the jump on him first, managing to corner him. Someone please save this kid!]

on deck!

[brbvirmire]

[Hubert. Hubert, no.

Ash is nearby, trying to drive ghosts away from the helm with another salvaged sword, as she'd determined bullets were doing little to dissuade the invaders. Better to save the thermal clips, as they're less replaceable than swords at the moment. She saw Hubert run behind the crates, and she's already moving in that direction when the ghosts start to converge on his hiding place.]

What are you doing? You should be below!

[bitty_blue_brother]

S-stay away!

[The cry isn't directed at Ashley, of course, but at the ghost soldiers approaching Hubert. He clutches his pilfered weapon tightly, holding it out defensively in front of him. He eyes a gap in their ranks, trying to decide if he could survive making a run for it or not. But his mind refuses to work through the haze of fear.]

Don't come any closer! Y-you'll regret it...

[This is his poor attempt at channeling Asbel's bravado.]

[brbvirmire]

Just stay there, I'll run them off!

[She goes in swinging. It's clear she's no expert with the sword; a more experienced swordfighter would likely wipe the floor with her, but her swings are at least as powerful as they are clumsy. It's helping somewhat, anyway, creating a bigger gap in the crowd.]

[bitty_blue_brother]

[Ashley's swordswinging skills may be crude, but to a scared little kid like Hubert, she's as graceful as any trained knight of Windor. Eyes wide, he backs up against the nearest hardest surface, waiting for the right moment to flee.]

[brbvirmire]

[After driving off a few more of them, Ash makes a quick shooing motion towards the hatch.]

Now's your chance! Go!

[bitty_blue_brother]

[Hubert nods, and makes a break for it.

This is, of course, the perfect moment for the tip of his boot to catch on a gap in the floorboards and send him sprawling. Uh-oh.]

Good luck with that.

[curries]

[Asbel groans and buries his head under an arm. It's bad enough someone's shouting while he's trying to get a little shut eye, but now someone else's shaking him? Probably Hubert.]

[Mutter mumble.] ...'top it okay? Go by yourself...

[bitty_blue_brother]

Asbel, this is serious! We have to go!

[Shaking him more insistently now. Don't make Hubert whap you with a pillow.]

[curries]

[Asbel groans again, finally prying his eyelids open and peering groggily at his brother. He isn't too happy about it either.]

Go where?

[If it isn't going back to sleep, he doesn't really want to, and besides, they're on a boat. But he's also starting to pick up the fact that Hubert's terrified. That, at least, gets him to swing his legs over the edge of the bed and rub at his eyes.]

What's going on now?

[bitty_blue_brother]

J-Jade just said we're being attacked!

[By other pirates? But what was up with the bells, then?]

[curries]

Attacked now?! Did he say anything else?

[They could at least wait until it's actually morning! Asbel has finally scrambled to his feet, and he sucks in a breath when his toes hit the chilly floor. Fumbling blindly for his sword or a mop - whichever he can find first - Asbel tries to get his head into the right gear. Never enter battle unprepared - first rule of being a knight! Second...?]

If they're gonna wake us up like this, they'd better be ready for a fight!

[Second...teamwork! Probably. He looks to Hubert.] All right. Let's go find Jade, then. He'll have a plan.