[written/voice] - backdated to December 11th

[maskedtyrant]

Text - Locked to elissacousland

I have good news and better news.

Text - Locked to lonelygod

I have everything you need for your perception filters. Are you on Empieza right now?

Voice - Locked to the crew of the Sinewave

I can't find Tsukuyo. Is she with one of you? I can't wait around the Brig forever.

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[maskedtyrant]

[Codi raises a skeptical eyebrow over her grin while she collects the vials. Someone coming back from the dead...about on the same level as calling Davy Jones a ghost, as far as she's concerned, and possibly where that tale is coming from. Still, something to consider, seeing as it's come from one of their own.]

You are very welcome, Elissa. [She ties up the small pouch of remaining herbs and venom, reaches out to transfer it along with a firm handshake--which, if it's accepted, will give her a noticeable shock if she's not wearing insulated gloves or something.] Looking forward to doing business with you in the future. Stay safe.

[elissacousland]

[No gloves of any kind are on Elissa's hands today, but she reaches out to accept the vials as well as the offered hand. The small smile upon her face fades when she feels the uncomfortable *zot* of the shock and her features take on a scowl.

Elissa tries to yank her hand back as she darkly eyes the Tyrant. Damn lightning spells.]

Get off my ship.

[maskedtyrant]

[Codi is surprised by Elissa's extreme reaction--but then again, she hadn't expected to build up enough of a charge during their conversation to be noticeable. Either way, she plays dumb for now.]

--Oh? Must have rubbed my socks on a carpet somewhere. [She smirks, shrugs and performs a melodramatic bow.] I'll take my leave.

[As directed, the strange woman turns heel and leaves--and as soon as she's out of sight, Elissa should find it peculiarly difficult to remember what she looks like.]