light_mischief | [come sail away] ic inbox (season 1)

It's all doubtful, but spooky coincidences seem less coincidental aboard a haunted cruise liner.

I wonder why it isn't open, that's all. Surely there's a good explanation?
I'll leave the heist for you and Ava to plan.

Given how attached everyone seems to Friday, I doubt we'd be the first to ask her about these things. Apparently, people talk to her all the time.

Edited 2022-06-02 07:36 (UTC)

As someone with no magical powers perhaps I was granted some on arrival. The ability to summon terrible clothing stores and coroners. Not what I would have chosen. It'll be interesting to see what she tells me then. I don't think she cares for me.

The magic chooses the user, not the other way around.
Congratulations! Please never ask Friday for another store again.

How can you even tell if she "likes" or "dislikes" somebody? Is she programmed to start filing her nails when you approach?

I'm intending to use this power for evil. I get lots of blank stares from beings without faces back home, I know precisely what that feels like and she definitely was doing it by the end of our conversation.

Three Tommy Bahama shopfronts later...

What kind of conversation were you having that you actually offended a construct?

Perhaps as a treat she'll throw in one of those cheap tuxedo rental places. I had a detailed list of complaints about the ship. Also I'm not sure she knew what dry cleaning was. An effort was made.

[A long list of complaints from Max would make anybody blank out, TBH.]

That would do it, I think. I don't know if it would help, getting a dry cleaner's here. It would be fully self-service and I don't know how to do any of that.

[It's amazing she listened as long as she did.]

I do. And as a personal favor to you I wouldn't even shrink your suits.

Aw, I knew you liked me.

[A few hours later...]

Not entirely fruitful. The answer to everything appears to be: Magic.

Alas. Even I'm getting tired of that answer.
We don't even know what KIND of magic. It's frustrating. The number of
conflicting magical systems here should be enough to tear the fabric
of reality apart, and yet here we are, with a safe, sanitized Mickey Mouse MAGIC.
🙄

[this is like the conversion to the euro all over again, except he liked that change]

I got too frustrated to ask about the jewelry store but the answer is probably somehow magic too. I asked what the morgue was for and she made some hand gesture and just said: you know. So. Magic again I presume. Things went better with the coroner. He said he's going to keep an eye out for when anyone dies and perform analysis when they revive.

I'll make an effort to interrogate her about it later.
Magic and murder, I suppose. Well, resurrection, really.
Which I suppose is also magic...
Do you happen to know if he's from a mundane reality or a magical one?
Or is he at least open-minded to the topic? He's going to need to be.

I didn't inquire but he seemed to take people coming back from the dead in stride. That's a start. As our leading magical expert, any thoughts on next steps?

Well, I signed up for the excursion.
I think the next step is to see how must strain these external locations can take.
Does he create individual pockets for these excursions? Or, maybe we're always on the ship, even when we think we're somewhere else?
Are you planning on going?
Never mind, of course you are. How do you feel about hiking?

It certainly felt like a real location last time. You were on the boat, did it seem like the ship got bigger? That we were in some lower deck that had been repurposed to look like an island? If by hiking you mean walking through the jungle I did alright with that last time. Neither of us need rations so we're already doing better than most.

No, but the Tommy Bahama is seemingly infinite. There's no telling what the ship is capable of hiding.
I doubt it's the truth but it's best to rule out all the possibilities.
And I do mean exactly that. Although I intend not to be shot or shoot at anybody.
Not unless absolutely necessary. Just in case that's a dealbreaker for you.
Mostly because dying would be counter-productive to exploring the dimension.

My provided murder weapon might be a venus fly trap so there's a good chance of me not murdering anyone. If that's your concern. Don't worry, I'm not planning on a massacre. There will be plenty of exploration time.

[Unless he gets an even bigger gun and then all bets are off.]

Glad to hear it! We ought to make the most of it before we're all summarily executed.

May it be something quick and painless for us all.

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