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[oversea]

[ he will eventually.

it's actually fairly easy to, and he can cheat very easily... but he decides not to. instead, one day when it's calm, thorns will just wander around the ship alone. ]

Where's our resident ghost?

[transmit]

[ does he really expect an answer…… he has to try a little harder than that.

the resident ghost says nothing. ]

[oversea]

[ oKAY.

he really could just cheat here, but he is going to be polite and not. he keeps walking... peeking into places where no one would reasonably be able to hide. ]

Maybe I should look into an exorcist?

[transmit]

[ woah… so polite… so mannerly… unlike these other pirates who have tried upending entire rooms looking for this very friendly ghost.




however! there is a series of angry-sounding knocks. no. ]

[oversea]

[ he follows the sound of the knocks.... ]

[transmit]

[ the sound of knocks appears to be leading him outside and onto the deck…?

and then they stop. where does he choose to investigate next? ]

[oversea]

[ hm...

he looks up?? ]

[transmit]

[ a pair of hands pop up, mimicking a cawing bird opening and closing its beak.

caw caw. ]

[oversea]

[ ...

he tilts his head back as far as he can go without losing his balance. ]

I thought it was a ghost, not a bird.

[transmit]

[ hehe

it ducks and goes back into hiding. pursue…? ]

[oversea]

[ hmmm

he will follow after... where did footsteps go...? ]

[transmit]

[ … nowhere!

as from right behind him, an arm immediately snakes around his shoulders, a body immediately throwing its full weight onto him. ]

Hi. Took you long enough.

[oversea]

I thought you'd get bored sooner.

[ and he didn't... he really didn't... ]

[transmit]

You knew, but left me on my lonesome to be misunderstood this entire time?

[ he was busy with his job shadowing. stop that. like there's any shred of seriousness in this accusation—there's none. ]

[oversea]

[ well

he wasn't going to complain about stuff getting fixed. ]

Where have you been sleeping?

[transmit]

[ HE COULD'VE KEPT FIXING THINGS WHILE BEING ACKNOWLEDGED???

thinks about how close they are right now. thinks in vain how this is just normal and purses his mouth a little. ]

Wouldn't you like to know? I need a hideaway or two just in case someone tries to exorcise me, you know.

[oversea]

Uh huh...

[ whose fault is it that there's a ghost rumor... ]

You could have just came on normally.

[transmit]

That wouldn't have been as fun.

[ the way elysium seems more… excitable somehow? than how elysium was leading up to now. ]

You were surprised, weren't you? Totally shocked? I'll need to canvas people for your reaction when the rumour first started later.

[oversea]

[ elysium is? such a menace???? ]

I don't think they'd be able to give you an answer you'd like.

[ it is too early for them to be able to understand thorns' microexpressions. ]

[transmit]

Tch.

[ don't just tch. ]

Well? Can you give me the answer I want to hear, then?

[oversea]

[ there are a lot of things he could say, some more serious than others. maybe an actual response to his question.

instead, he'll just settle on something simple. ]

Welcome aboard.

[transmit]

[ scruffs thorns' hair. ]

Took you long enough! If you left me alone for any longer than that, it might've been my turn to mutiny.

[oversea]

I banned that.

[ okay thorns. ]

So, how long is this for? Until Weedy decides to head back to Rhodes?

[transmit]

You're not my boss. Who says I need to listen to you?

[ OKAY ELYSIUM ]

But, hm! Who knows? Until I get bored, probably.

[oversea]

[ THIS IS HIS SHIP. ]

Is that right?

[ well, it tracks for elysium. ]

Let's find you an actual spot to sleep.