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Alright everyone. I'm here to offer a bit of advice regarding the recent events.

First order of business: Kindly do not engage these restless spirits, or taunt them. At most they should be warded off or avoided, as--from what I've gathered--coming into contact with them may turn you into some sort of creature. Doing anything else will invite trouble.

Whether you might believe it or not, this is the time of year when the boundary between worlds hardly exists. Unless one truly knows what one is doing, it's always better--much safer--for those walking on this plane of reality not to tamper with any other. Alive or, ah, undead, leave the dead to their own devices.

[England clears his throat--] Second order of business...

Imagine my surprise when I spied a flash of lightning in the distance and its source wasn't in the clouds from any kind of storm. And then I'd heard word that it was in truth a purposeful act.

Most of us are at sea now, first on wooden ships and second on wooden ships with large amounts of dry gunpowder. Adding electricity to the already humid and volatile ocean air is a recipe for certain disaster. I myself have used spells and magic for centuries, and I'm sorry to say it matters not how skilled anyone may be, I'm fairly certain their shipmates would like not to die in a fiery explosion somebody caused out of sheer recklessness.
I would also like to add that many fae, spirits and spectres take energy from electricity, provided either by man-made devices, magic, or storms. It's not worth the risk.

Please, everyone: Leave them be. Use iron to guard yourselves and if you've a competent user of magic aboard, have them assist you in this endeavour using barriers and protective spells.

In the event that you are shifted into a creature, seek assistance and inform your captain. If you're the captain yourself, inform someone you trust. This needn't be worse than it already is, as long as the proper care is taken and nobody feels like being dramatic.

I'm overdue for a bloody good cup of tea.

If anyone on the Triton's Mistress requires magical assistance, please contact me--Arthur Kirkland, Quartermaster. Unless it's an injury, I will be accepting payment and trade of goods and services for my help.

Thank you.

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You're some sorta' occult expert, then?

I'm not here to flash silly titles, and a bit of common sense can go a very long way.

What if you already turn into a creature? Does that mean I become a double-werewolf or something?

I highly doubt it, but you're welcome to try and see for yourself if you're curious. It may speed the process of transformation or simply make the effects of the original worse. Very unwise, in my opinion.

Of course it's unwise. I'm just sayin', these guys don't seem to rely much on the wind. We might not have much of choice, since we don't carry much in the way of anti-spooky-monster defenses. If they give chase, there's not much to do about it.

Except to avoid them when you're able and to place adequate defenses. Any ship will have some manner of loose iron--and salt, although that ought to be used very sparingly.

Should I just spread it over the whole deck, like I'm de-icing a street?

... Yes. That's exactly what you should do. While you're at it, dump the fresh water you've got on board into the ocean. Wouldn't want the fish to be thirsty.

Hey, I don't need the smart-assery. I'm just tryin' to get all the details. I've never even seen a ghost before in my life, how am I supposed to know all the precautions?

Hold on.

[He sets his book down to tromp around in the hold.]

Okay, it's a moot point. We have no salt right now. Clearly there are some logistics issues that need to be worked out since none of us are sailors.

I did say sparingly. De-icing a carpark isn't exactly slight on the use of salt. [He waits patiently, and upon the conversation resuming--]

... Salt acts as a preserve of food, a versatile cleaning agent in pastes and as powder, and it can disinfect wounds, added to fresh water and gargled to purge one's throat of an infection-- It's absolutely necessary to survive and even more so while sailing.

I'm from an age where we have actual refrigeration on ships. I don't know much about that.

You're lucky I am as well or I'd have no idea what you're talking about. Now you do know! Roman soldiers were paid with it, it's always been rare and valuable because of its uses. Mass production made it widely available in the 20th century, so most people from that time don't give it a second thought.

[There's a long pause. It's light out, and he can't leave his cabin and he really doesn't want to speak because the damned fangs are screwing with him, but at the same time, his hands are shaking far too much to write legibly.

Really, what a fine state of affairs to be caught in. He blames Jack.]

Yeth. [Yes, that is a lisp, due to the elongated canines he is in no way accustomed to. And yes, he is cringing over it.] Thank you, Mithter Kirkland, I'm thure thith lot apprethiates your efforths at thuch.

[There's another pause.]

For the moment, I'm afraid I muth athk you to at the very leath watch the thip for now. I theem to...Have a wee bit of a problem.

[ What's that sound?

Did you guess, "The sound of Jack Sparrow laughing hysterically?"

Because if you did, congratualtions, you've won! ]

[Jack.

Jack.

Why would you ever. Seriously, now is not the time.]

Jack. [That, at least, comes out normally.]

Wouldn't recommend finding it tho funny, were I you.

[ There is never a bad time to laugh hysterically at Hector. But especially now because, it's simply too funny not to.

(Of course Jack's name comes out normally, and that's a shame if he ever heard one.)

But, no. Jack is an adult, and he can be reasonable and calm and collected...

No, no, he can not. Because the second Jack gathers his composure, Hector talks again, and Jack's right back into hysterics. ]

[There's a long silence on Hector's end. Just...Silence. No breathing. No grumbling.

No nothing.

And when he finally does speak, he's careful, to avoid words with the letter s.]

Jack, not in the mood for your attitude, mate. Got enough on me plate to be getting on with without you adding to it.

[Oh, bollocks, he can't hold it in anymore, and now Arthur's laughing painfully. Painfully.]

[ Anything, anything Jack had planned on saying to Arthur is completely overwritten by laughter.

Laughter that only gets worse when Arthur joins in. ]

[He's basically writhing in his cabin now.]

Oh my God--bloody hell-- I can't breathe.

Yeth, if you're both done?

... [He's in his own cabin, sprawled on his bed and enjoying the privacy of the small but cozy quarters. It's never wise to laugh at one's captain, but England has to bite his lip at the eruption of an unceremonious snort.]

Really. [~~oh my GOD~~]

Shall I-- [lsfslk england tries so, so hard not to laugh, clears his throat.] Shall I fetch some blood or something? Likely to be fish blood.

[You know. Instead of human blood.]

No.

[What kind of barbarian do you think he is.

The kind that's going to murder you all in your sleep, that's what.]

I'm fine, no idea what you're going on about.

[Do you have any idea how often he uses the letter s? Because he does now.]

My work goes thankless so often I'm accustomed to it.

[ENGLAND COVERS HIS FACE.]

Aye captain, if you--[he clears his throat again]--i-if you insist.

Anything else?

[Still so carefully picking his words. This sucks.]

Watch her. Can't afford to do anything more, really. I'll take over once night be fallen.

[lfdkasldk okay. Okay. He's--he's good. Just. Just let him settle down. Okay. ~~Don't you mean THUCKTH.~~]

--God--sorry I just--Yes, of course captain I'll keep an eye on her and the other on the crew. Nobody will be pulling anything like that long as I'm breathing.

[His face is not a happy face, Master Kirkland.]

Thee that it'th tho. [A pause.] Hopefully there be a way to break thith curth nonthenthe.

*Oh God, oh God... That mention of lightning makes Selphie panic instantly. Had someone else seen her spells? Oh no... And now she was getting reprimanded for it... She feels super awkward, but after clearing her throat manages to reply*

You do know that water creatures have a weakness for lightning, right?

*But okay, only now has it occured to her that she could have used some barrier spells. Always on the offensive first, this one*

Mm, yes you're right. It would be very effective if done properly against something that's alive, but unfortunately ghosts make everything a little more complicated.

Oh! So that means it wasn't me! Awesome!

*Selphie giggles to herself with the relief of knowing that this time, the lightning in question wasn't hers*

I wouldn't hit ghosts with lightning - no way would that even work! Who would try that! I was talking about the kraken!

For ghosts I coulda chucked a phoenix down but... I totally don't have any.

Oh! No, no, fighting a kraken that way is more or less reasonable. Far better than trying to use fire. ... A phoenix down? May I ask what that is? [He'd assume a manner of bomb but seeing as this young lady is a magic user... ~~And he really should've played any Final Fantasy game but he's been busy, okay.~~]

*Selphie is grinning to herself over here, because it's always nice to know that someone recognises she's done something right*

That's what I thought! But people were trying fire anyway!

What...? You really don't know? They're potions - for extreme healing. Fight the dead with life - just makes sense.

*And lolol just trust me on this one then*

[~~LUCKILY, his mundane is plenty familiar with the series.~~] Oh! Thank you. Yes, it does indeed make sense. Somehow I have a feeling even potent healing would do little to our ah, visitors. Some spirits are impressions of incredible emotion, unfinished stories, left like imprints playing over and over.

If you manage to procure another one of your potions, maybe save it for your fellow crew. Just in case.

I just...don't wanna risk finding out, either way. They already killed one of our crew.

*There's a pause while Selphie takes a deep breath, and sighs heavily*

If I could find one, then yeah, that'd be a good idea...

[Don't even get her started on the wooden ships thing, man. It's terrible for a firebender.]

Accepting payment from your crew-mates for assistance?

[She has a feeling... but she's not sure. Either way she sounds a bit guilty and was feeling guilty over the lightning incident on the Charming Murderess.]

Dead are easy enough to deal with, seal them and they are harmless. Though some are more feisty than others, and perhaps should be restrained more readily than the enemy.

Thank you for the advice, and the specifics, about the spirits.

[ A pause, and then a sudden change in topic. ]

You are a magic-user?

Edited 2013-10-27 16:59 (UTC)

I can't do barriers, but if you want I could try and do something about the undead? I'm a necromancer, so it's kinda my specialty.

I've never heard of ghosts being able to interact with the living quite like...this. It's all rather odd.

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