piratejournal | [Voice] An open query from a curious magician.

These journals are cute, and convenient! But ah, I'll skip the boring part. An excellent ship is only part of the fun. A good crew is a vital piece of the puzzle. But we're sort of missing what the heck we're putting together in the first place, don't you think~?

[ The voice is a young adult woman's; somewhere around teenage to twenties, from the sound of it. Her tone is lilting, amused, and very, very CURIOUS. She's definitely found the right sort with Grell, but facts remain... there's other things she wants. Needs. Is curious of. ]

But what matters most... the right ingredients! A drop of luck, a dash of skill, and just a pinch of magic.

[ As if to prove that point, anyone listening to this will find a small flower drawing appearing on the page, but then it slowly materializes into a real, honest-to-goodness flower of whatever color you can imagine! Is it special beyond that? Not in the slightest. Is there a point? NOPE. Just for fun. ]

The question is, who among you believes in the most vital part...? And what sort of magic... might we be seeking? This treasure must surely be some powerful magical artifact, after all... huhuhu. Indulge me, won't you? Tell me your thoughts, my audience.

... Oh, and I'm looking for someone who may or may not have been brought here... brown hair. Nurse's outfit. Regular human. Goes by the name Juri. If you see her... tell me.

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Oh, I'm sorry. The point wasn't to steer the conversation down like this.

... Aha. If blood was actually thicker than water, humans wouldn't float in it.

[ It's an attempt at a joke, but... there is definitely more to her than she's saying. ]

If you have people you love... that love you, in return... then if they don't end up here like us, we should do our best to make sure you can hurry back to them.

[A joke he may not understand.]

What about you?

Me? ... An older sister... parents... I haven't seen my parents in awhile. Not since I died.

[ She will... hesitate. It's a sore subject. ]

My sister, she doesn't really want anything to do with me. ... But she still calls me her sister... Onee-sama is a very halfway person. I'd like to go back and get her, so I can... convince her differently. I want to live with her. To be the real younger sister. She has friends that she'd rather be with and call her sibling than me. But I love Juri Onee-sama, so... I want to find this thing we've been sent after. If it can grant wishes, then maybe it'll make her love me.

[He'll ask about the making siblings love her bit after the burning question on his mind.]

Wait, you're...!

[If they could bring gods here, why not revive the dead?]

[ She'll giggle. ]

... I'm a Frankenstein. We tend to have a little fun with death. I've been legally dead for ten years. Some people call me a ghost. A shame you missed my funeral, the casket was gorgeous.

[ IS she ACTUALLY dead? Who knows. It is a mystery~ ]

I...see.

[Crap, it's like dealing with Izanami minus the god part.]

... Does that frighten you? Most of my family isn't at all like that stupid book, you know. We've been pretty marred by it... it was why Onee-sama because such a serious, unfun person, study, study, study... become a doctor for youkai and humans alike... she wanted to uphold the family name...

[ She will sigh. ]

But... that's why I want this thing's shards. If we can get them all... you can get back to your friends, and I can get Onee-sama to come here, and we can be a happy family right on this boat. And we'll never have to see that stupid town again.

...I guess that's one way of putting it.