❀ 01

[toyboat]

Who: Jenny Scott and y o u
What: New arrivals~
When: This evening!
Where: In the lobby
Rating: G for "little girl"

[In the lobby tonight, there is a small girl who looks like she belongs in a castle this grand. Her blue dress matches the decoration style better than most residents' clothing, her long skirts and stay intricate and befitting a higher class daughter.

This girl, however, looks extremely confused, cautiously wandering through the grand entrance and seeming for all the world like she has no idea what's going on.

Because she doesn't.

Last she recalls, she was on a ship, heading home, and this place is like nowhere on The Jackdaw at all, not that she's seen.

She takes a cursory pass around the lobby, then takes a seat on a sofa and clutches her doll to her chest.]

It'll be all right, Dolly. Father is with us now, this must just be part of the adventure.

Comments

[toyboat]

I don't want an apple.

[samson]

Then whatever you want. Just say "I wish for..."

[toyboat]

[She huffs at him again for a moment.]

I wish for... a syllabub.

[samson]

[Brock's about to tell her to quit making up words!! God!!!!! But then a little dish with an orange concoction and a tiny little spoon appears on the floor.]

I told you.

[toyboat]

You eat it.

[samson]

I don't even know what it is.

[toyboat]

It's a sweet, of course.

[samson]

I thought little girls liked sweets.

[toyboat]

We do, but you're the one who wanted me to wish for magic food. I'm not touching it until I've seen you try it.

[samson]

[This freakin' kid making him wish!! Ugh!!!

Brock levels a steady stare in her direction, then mutters a wish under his breath for a spoon. He takes a scoop of the... orange thing... and eats it.] Happy?

[toyboat]

[She crosses her arms and keeps her eyes on him.]

I'll watch you until I see that you don't die.

[samson]

For how long?

[toyboat]

Well, I think poisons usually work within the hour...

[samson]

[He snorts.] If you wanna hang out with me, all you gotta do is ask, kid.

[toyboat]

[Frown!]

I only want to see if you die.

[samson]

[Unconcerned!]

Some of my best friends hang out with me for that very reason.

[toyboat]

Does that mean you often come close to death?

[samson]

Yeah, pretty much. [Not mentioning the fact that he already died here once because that's a lot to take in... magic castle that won't let you die...]

[toyboat]

Maybe you should try not to do that quite so much.

[samson]

Yeah, good advice. [KIDS.]

[toyboat]

[To be fair, adults also give him this advice. "You might want to learn how to duck"...]

Why do you almost die so much, then?

[samson]

[PEOPLE.]

Well. [He leans in conspiratorially.] I'm a spy. So I get into all kinds of scrapes.

[toyboat]

Shouldn't that be a secret?

[samson]

[Shrug!] It's not like my country even exists in this world. Nobody's does. Since there aren't any countries, there are no politics...

[toyboat]

Then why are you still almost dying?