[party post] come sail away with me

[varymydays]

You've come through a door, and you are on a boat. Specifically, you're on a cruise ship in the middle of some giant body of water. You've come through the door behind you which is attached to nothing and may now be locked. It's relatively empty as giant as it appears to be. The only other passengers that are here appear to also have come through the door for the most part and it is not nearly enough to fill up this entire cruise ship.

Also, who knows who the hell is driving this thing since all of the employees appear to be either ghosts or holograms...

Is this your first time here or your hundredth time here? Do you want a drink or a dip in the pool? Is it day or night? Do you stumble on your room or some other situation either fun or painful within its many rooms, shops, and facilities? Do you run into someone you know or a complete stranger?

The possibilities are unlimited!

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[gotbottle]

"Okay. I'll be here. Thank you again, Don."

Once he's gone she settles into bed. At first she's not sure changing position--going from upright to lying down--is an improvement. Now that she's still she can feel the rocking of the ship more acutely. Or maybe she can't, it's just that with nothing else to focus on, it feels like she can.

But that feeling settles. Eventually she drifts off, falling into an exhausted sleep.

[crashdown]

Unbidden, images of the White Room enter her head. Those things the FBI did to Max, how they tortured him in the name of science—

It takes all of her willpower not to wince, to just smile and shrug innocently like she hasn't glimpsed some of the horrors science has to offer. She does nothing to betray the fact that she feels guilty for still loving this subject in spite of the risks, in spite of the horrors.

"Yeah. Consequences. There always seems to be consequences to everything. Even the things you didn't think came with consequences."

[ohstarryeyed]

Cassie nods in agreement, pulling away and gently putting a hand to his face for a moment. “I know.” Because he is so dear to her. And to let go of those you’re dear to… well, she has no words for it. She’s been through it so many times in so many different ways, and she still hasn’t got the words.

She smiles and tilts her head to the side for a moment. “Personally, I don’t think I’ve ever thought about being on a boat before.” It’s never really been in her priorities. “I wonder how many people are even on this thing, it looks like a pretty big boat.”

And then she remembers, the smile slips from her face. Is there anyone else here from Chicago? Or are they the lucky ones? And what about--

“I lost my Guardian.” She says softly. She can’t even remember if she even told Mark about Aaron. He appeared in her life a little while before they made the announcement about the Rifts. There was much time for anything, she barely had a chance to process the fact that she had a guardian, let alone tell everyone she knew about it. “We were planning on leaving together. I wanted to start again, we never really got off to a good start and so I thought… maybe we could have a chance to build a better bridge.”
The universes had other plans.

“I don’t know what’s happened to him, what’ll happen to him now we’re—“ he could be worlds away and she doesn’t know what that would do to him, so be separated from his Ward like that. As much as they didn’t get on, the thought terrifies her.

[shellbreaker]

There aren't any words for it at all. Mark leans into her touch instinctively with that want and that love in his heart that he has for her (and that other level of it too, he feels so much for her that he never got to say before the world ended).

He shakes his head at that question. There could be hundreds of people here, but it seems so quiet really. So, so quiet.

"...you had a Guardian? I'm sorry-- so, so sorry you lost him," he says, and he reaches his hand out to touch her arm. Mark swallows a bit as he shifts closer to her, turning to look at her face. He can't even imagine how that must feel to be here without him. "The first bridge that you built was bad then?"

He winces, and then his arms wind around her again as he tugs her in close to his chest to hug her tightly. "I know. It'll be okay. The Rifts usually-- They'll do something to make it easier to deal with that. I've seen it happen so many times. Don't you worry about him," Mark says softly. He's seen guardian's lose their wards to Rifts in Chicago, and they-- they were given other things to help them survive that loss.

Like the Rift somehow knew what they needed.

[ohstarryeyed]

Cassie shakes her head, "We.. we didn't exactly meet very well the first time. Bit of a car-crash, really." She can't help but outwardly cringe. It was the one night stand that lead to more than they both bargained for. Cassie barely remembers the night. "I wanted to start again, I wanted us to get along, to be friends."

And now she might never get that chance.

"He avoided me for a long time, until.. I don't know, I guess he couldn't do it any more," she says gently. "He didn't want to be my Guardian and I don't think I wanted to be his Ward. I-I don't know.." She closes her eyes and rests against him, even thinking about it was exhausting. But still, the worry in her chest remains.

"He'll be okay, yeah?" Surely Mark will know. He's the smartest, brightest person she knows. He always seems to have a lot of answers, ones for things she doesn't. "It... it won't have hurt him?" She knows a little about Guardian and Ward relationships, but nowhere as near she wishes she did.

"Is anyone else from the Crowbar here?" she asks hopefully.

[ohstarryeyed]

Cassie knows Castiel has found it hard with human interactions. She tries to teach him things when she can, but she feels that his hugs are something that she doesn't care about if they ever change - they're perfect. They're the best hugs. And each and every one of them she's grateful for.

She lets out a sound that's a mix of a sob and a laugh. "I never thought I'd be able to see you again," she mumbles into his trench coat. "And you're here."

She's quiet for a while, because she can't still take it all in. Chicago is gone, she's somewhere else, Cas is here and she's lost--

Aaron isn't here.

She stiffens, her breath hitching in her throat. Oh, god, what does she do?

[toomuchheart]

He can catch the hitch of her breath, and he's been around enough humans to know that it isn't a good one. He pulls back, just slightly so that he can look down at her and frowns.

"Is there something wrong?"

[ohstarryeyed]

Cassie takes a long time to answer, she can feel a panic rise in her chest. Aaron isn't here. They were supposed to leave together, start anew, try to change this and maybe... just maybe, they could've been friends.

But her Guardian... he could be anywhere. Worlds away, and Cassie doesn't know what that'll mean, for him, for their bond.

"I've lost my Guardian." she says, worry sinking in her face when she looks up at him. She doesn't even know if Cas found out about Aaron, she barely had time to process it herself with it being so close to the end of days. "He should be here with me. I think the Rift took him away."

This is really bad.

[shellbreaker]

Mark frowns at what she says and how she explains it. It sounds like a really complicated way for it all to start out, and he swallows a bit before he reaches his hand out to rest on her arm.

"He'll be okay. The Rifts have made wards disappear before on... their guardians, there's this protection that happens so they don't feel the loss of it. They can go on and be okay so yeah, he definitely will," he says at least when it comes to not being near his ward. There's a lot the Rifts do wrong, and it's terrible that the Rifts separate people and like... destroy the world to start with, but the Rifts also make sure that the bond isn't going to be an issue too.

Mark shakes his head at the question. "If... they are, I haven't seen them. I came in alone. Maybe they'll show up later? Or if they don't, maybe I'll end up wherever... they went."

He's heard that people can come and go off of this ship.

[toomuchheart]

That is very bad. Castiel met a few guardians in Chicago, and while he doesn't understand how the bond works completely, he knows enough to know that being separated from your ward is not a pleasant experience. He nods, acknowledging her concern, before glancing to the rest of the boat.

"Perhaps this place functions differently than Chicago did."