VOICE❧

[redelivered]

[ Sometime in the middle of the night, there will be a strange sort of chattering from the journals. It's definitely not human in any way, but doesn't sound like any kind of native rodent found in this world. It lasts for a few seconds too long in-between sniffing and what could be deciphered as claws scratching at a furry face before another voice can be heard in the background. ]

Grace? [ Yaaaaaawn. For those who have spoken with Amy before, it's easy to tell it's her even while she's half-asleep. ] What are you doing? That's not a toilet or food.

[ Another yawn, this time stifled by something covering her mouth. ] Hello? Is anyone awake?

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[dersite_dj]

['Toilet or food'? Dave was concerned this was getting close to a filthy situation.

So, he decided to be a part of it.]

Yeah, all of us evil ghosts haunting your room are totally awake now. Thanks for waking us up.

[redelivered]

Evil ghosts?

Are you guys responses for the strange noises in the wind? A lot of people are worried about that!

[dersite_dj]

Nah, we'd just mid-level losers.

Haunting your chamber pot and some creaky floorboards. The windy noise chick is our boss.

[redelivered]

[ None of that makes sense to her. ] So you're saying you're a loser for haunting... that?

Um, well I don't think that really makes you a loser. Someone has to do the job and the ones who are brave enough to face that really should be appreciated more.

So thank you!

[dersite_dj]

[...Was this chick somehow Jade? Dave stared at his journal.]

Well, shit, I don't think any ghost haunting a chamber pot can be anything but a loser.

You don't look at a janitor and go, 'That guy's going places.'

More like, 'That's the place that guy's gonna be in forever.'

[redelivered]

Well someone has to do the job that the janitor is doing so we should be more thankful towards him for being the one to do it or else I might have to.

[ Suddenly it makes more sense why she's so nice, huh?! ]

I don't want to have to be the one cleaning the chamber pots...

[dersite_dj]

Eh. When you die, you can take my job and I can retire or whatever as thanks.

Oh, right. That's how death works. Just so you know.

[redelivered]

If I die, I'll have to take over your job?

Can ghosts who watch over chamber pots really retire? I thought maybe you'd have to go haunt something else...

[dersite_dj]

You're askin' a lot of questions, here.

What you really need to think about is how you can effectively haunt a chamber pot more than what the chamber pot does all on its lonesome.

voice;

[conntego]

...I-I'm kinda afraid of asking what's even going on.

[redelivered]

Oh, are you scared because of the weird things going on? I swear I'm not the person behind it, cross my heart and hope to--er, well I don't really want to hope to die either!

--But you get what I mean, right?

[conntego]

...No I mean what Grace is doing! It... I was just afraid to ask about both of those things.

[TOILET OR FOOD?!]

[redelivered]

It can't be helped really.

Animals have to use the restroom and eat too. What better to use than a bunch of papers? She's very well trained!

[conntego]

Ooohh okay.... they were papers. Alright.

[...]

Wait a second it's late! You should sleep, Amy.

[voice]

[maskedtyrant]

Yeah, I'm awake.

[Codi's never slept well to begin with, and despite being on this ship for a couple months now she hasn't improved.]

Do I want to know what's keeping you awake, or should I just let you go back to sleep?

[redelivered]

Sorry, sorry. I didn't mean to actually wake anyone up...

[ Sheepishly admitting this. ] I think Grace is just a bit wound up is all. She hasn't been bothering you while I'm not looking, has she?

[maskedtyrant]

Don't worry, I was already awake. Grace had nothing to do with it.

[...and is too cute for Codi to be mad at even if she did.]

Do you want some tea or something while you're up? I was about to make myself some anyways.

[redelivered]

Well if you're going to, I wouldn't want you to waste the extra. [ So that's a yes! ]

I'll head on over if that's all right?

[voice/action]

[maskedtyrant]

Yeah, sure thing! I'm in the kitchen.

[As she is, wrapped in a blanket and gently sipping from a cup of steaming herbal blend. There is a metal pan of water next to her, but it is open to the air and already cold.]

[redelivered]

[ She's familiar enough with the kitchen, having been down there often with a couple of the others on the ship. Making her way there is easy enough, though she's not really dressed to be wandering around. Someone should tell her it's not acceptable to be showing off her belly 24/7! ]

Hey, sorry if I was slow. [ Amy took every bit of caution she could to not accidentally knock into something to wake the others. ] Is that the tea?

[ Don't mind her getting in close without a care in the world for personal boundaries. ]

[maskedtyrant]

[Codi does not mind! Being in people's bubbles is something she's used to doing herself, and if she wasn't trying to store charge so that she could heat up the kettle again, she might even be tempted to give Amy a prod or something.]

[Instead she waves, takes a gulp of her bitter tea and places it on the counter.] --Nah, you weren't slow, I've just had this out for a while. Get some leaves bundled--

[The ginger points down the counter to the tin of fancy dried tea leaves she purchased in Port Chance. She could have done this herself, but then she wouldn't have a way to distract Amy while she heated the water.]

--grab a cup and I'll get this ready again. [She grabs the kettle and turns her back.] Two seconds.

[Voice]

[grizzly_tea]

I was wondering what could possibly be making such a bizarre noise from this diary, now you've finally confirmed for me that it's someone's pet. I suppose it's my own fault for leaving my journal open while trying to finish some paperwork.

[redelivered]

Oh, Grace isn't a pet. She's a companion!

[ She defends her pet's pride by saying something completely ridiculous. ]

Paperwork though? What are you working on other than paper? I mean it has to be important if you're up this late!

[grizzly_tea]

Right... a companion. Please excuse my drastic mislabeling of such a fine... companion.

[Yeah, Maribelle is just gonna... pretend she doesn't find it all as ridiculous as it sounds. Just as soon as she can figure out how to do it without being sarcastic.]

As for what I'm working on, I'm keeping a detailed record of all the supplies our ship has. This way we can set a time table for when our crew needs to return to port to re-stock our supplies, and we can adjust accordingly with new arrivals. Some will eat more than others, and some will eat less, and it's important to get a good balance so that food doesn't spoil, or people won't go hungry. Normally I'd have finished hours ago, but today we had a bit of a birthday celebration, so it threw off my schedule slightly.

[redelivered]

[ Maybe if she had a companion, she could understand the differences. Her sarcasm doesn't seem to do anything to Amy's spirit though as she continues on in the same tone. ]

Oh wow, you had a party? Happy birthday to the lucky person!

[ If only she paid attention to her journal, she would have known about it. ] Regardless, you're very responsible and wise to pay attention to that sort of thing. I remembered the one time I found some spoiled meat in the fridge ughhhhh... I don't want to remember that now that I've mentioned it.