[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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[claroscuro]

... Oh. That's not the reaction Miri was expecting. Her slight confusion is probably equal parts comical and obvious. Late-thirties-ish or not, Miri knows an interesting person when she sees one. Also, he is the first person she's seen ever since she got here and it is vaguely reassuring.

She props her chin on her hand and looks his way. "Do you really believe in God or is that just a figure of speech?"

[fissures]

"About a couple of hours ago," comes Danny's answer after a pause.

Words don't come easily to him, and they haven't for a while. He hasn't been in a situation where he's necessarily had to interact with people other than James, much less interact with people that are new to him. "Tried... just about anything to get the door to open, but -- "

Won't budge.

[breakingout]

Honestly, Jenny's so used to guys who can't shut up that one who takes his time, doesn't try to fill it all up unnecessarily is kind of refreshing. If she knew the reasons why, she'd feel a certain ache of understanding at it. Supernatural comes in and fucks up everybody's lives if given the chance, in one way or another. It didn't take her words, but it took her relationship with her sister and it took her body and her mind for awhile too.

"But no good?" She fills in for him. "So maybe there's another way out, you wanna look with me? Much as I'd like to take a cruise, I'd prefer it to be my choice."

i hope this is okay :3

[believable]

"And who says I'm not here?"

Talk about perfect timing. This isn't Elena's first rodeo where ghost cruises are concerned. The first time was alarming, but the next few times ended up being something of a respite, sometimes. It's not so bad if you learn to be patient. Eventually, the door always sends you back. And this time Elena was thrust through the revolving door, she heard two very familiar voices.

She lifts up a champagne bottle she found at the bar in their direction.

Well? She better get hugs now.

[wising]

It's the bright red curls that draw Sarah's attention first.

They remind her of someone else, of some other time, and some other place. It feels like a very long time ago, probably because it is. In any case, it's the bright red curls that give her pause, and the bright red curls that make her come closer, an almost amused smile touching upon her lips at the sight of her on the railing.

"I'd say I wouldn't do that if I were you, except I did exactly that when I was you," Sarah advises. When she was a young Angel of Death, as though tempting life itself for all the darkness that it holds.

That feels like a very long time ago, too. Probably because it was.

[wemadeit]

Helen turns her head to look behind her, smiling slightly at the look on this guys face. It's like he's never seen a girl with wings before. "Oh, these things?" she asks with a little laugh. "Fly? Nope, no flying here. Weird how I can't, huh?"

It would be nice to fly. She'd like to fly.

"They just sorta... make me faster?" she pauses, concentrating and giving one of them a little shake. "But that's pretty neat to me anyway."

There's a few seconds of silence before she realises that how she's flung over the railings doesn't look like the safest thing in the world. She smiles sheepishly, looking a little apologetic. "Sorry, am I freaking you out a little?"

Without another word, she quickly clambers back over. Once she's safe on the deck, she waves her hands - motioning a kind of 'ta-da!' action.

"Better?"

[wemadeit]

Helen does look a lot like her mother in many ways. Except her eyes, they're the same shade of the father she never met. Most mannerisms are similar too, except for this thing she does when she's not impressed with something or someone and she's been told plenty of times she looks a bit like Fletcher. She's spent so much of her life with them, it's hard not to start picking things up from them.

When she turns her head at the voice, she grins a little at the woman. There's something strangely familiar about her, but she can't remember where from. She wished she knew, but it's lost on her.

"You gotta have some fun 'round here, right?" she says, still grinning. "This place is just so cool! I've never even been on a ship before."

[wemadeit]

Helen's moved on from the deck, and now finds herself trawling the corridors. She's not entirely sure what she's looking for, but she doesn't seem to mind so much. This boat is pretty darn cool and while she hasn't quite realised she can't go home just yet, she's simply having fun exploring.

She's been trying every door she passes - but none of them open for her. Must be all locked. Or something. The doorhandles won't even turn. That's.. weird.

She's busy trying the next door down from Constantine when she hears him leave. Not sure who it is, she snatches her hands away from the handle, trying to look as inconspicuous as possible.

"Umm." she put her hands behind her back. She could have just walked away like no big deal, but she notes the cigarette dangling from her lips and cringes slightly.

"Hey, mister. Those things'll kill you, yanno."

Yes, that would be a sixteen year old angel giving you health warnings.

IT IS GREAT :D

[powertostand]

Bonnie is really starting to think this is the best dream. It seems like whenever they want something, they stumble on it. They want a way to celebrate Caroline's birthday? They literally stumble on a venue for birthdays with buttons for options. They lament about how Elena is not here to celebrate the day with them? Elena shows. She should probably be more suspicious, but she's still innocent enough and new to the supernatural that she's just gonna enjoy.

"Elena!" She grins, glancing over at Caroline and then heading to Elena's side, wrapping her arms around her in a tight hug. "It's Caroline's birthday!"

The three of them should always celebrate birthdays together. Nothing else makes sense.

[normalguy]

"Well, you'd need the wings to be a lot-- uh, a lot different if you wanted to fly with them. They'd have to be even bigger, wider, and-- Sorry, you weren't asking for a science lesson," Peter mutters half distractedly, and he is... part Spider so it is not like he'll judge for someone having wings. He's more just fascinated by them in a scientific way, but that tends toward danger.

He releases a breath when she steps back on to the ship. If she fell, it'd be... a swift death. The water is that far away. Maybe if she has super powers to go with those wings or could soar with them at least, she'd survive, but how would she get back up?

Well, he knows. He'd go in after her. Peter nods in relief. "Yeah. It's a-- a long fall."

TOTALLY PERFECT =D

[vampireboulevard]

Caroline perks up at the sound of Elena's voice and she lets out a bit of a cheer herself, making her way over to her friend. But instead of waiting her turn, she just wraps her arms around both of them. The three of them together is something she hasn't had in so long, and the fact that they're all together again means a lot.

Happy birthday to her.

"And you made it. If you hadn't I would have probably been pissed."

[gotbottle]

"...Wait, wait." She tries to sit up, but winces and thinks better of it. Rachel takes a deep, steadying breath, holding up a hand.

"You came here before? And it let you go back?" This makes no sense. Well. Not that any of this makes sense but this isn't helping.

"What did you have to do to get back?"

[mayoralty]

She nods slowly. "It's certainly not what I was expecting, but I am not complaining." There's ways for her to keep herself busy, rather than an eternity of ... nothingness. "I keep myself busy, for the most part."

[mayoralty]

"Just a little mix and mingle, nothing fancy. I mean, we're all here stuck with each other, we might as well get to know each other better." It's practical. Also helps her keep an eye on who's going in and out from day to day.

And yeah, she's totally thinking about it.

She gives him a level look, before glancing around. "You sure? Because it'll only take five minutes."

[anendlesswar]

" ... Big?"

It's the vaguest answer in the world, but it's true. The ship is huge. She doesn't think a ship like this should exist by the laws of physics but it does and it made Zoe want to pick it apart, for better or for worse. Still, she hops up from where she's sitting and starts leading the way to the bar.

"I'm Zoe."

[eluding]

Ethan winces sympathetically when he sees her need to take that deep, steadying breath. He nods in answer to her first two questions even if he looks as confused as she sounds.

"Nothing. It was locked for a long time, and then... one time I tried it and it wasn't," he says, because it doesn't make any sense at all. He doesn't understand why this ship takes people out for a brief period of time and then throws them back into their lives. It's like it wants to give them a vacation, but he isn't really in the habit of trusting something that doesn't give people choice. "I wish there was something you could do. It'd make it much easier. The good news is time didn't... seem to change back home for me. I was here for days, but I came back to the same moment I left."

[uncompliant]

Logan raises an eyebrow at that, and it is... true, but he has never really seen the need to get to know other people. He is also a big loner.

And he sees that level look that she sends his way. Five minutes. Does he really need to get on people's bad sides this quickly? And it's not like he has anything else to do, Logan takes a long drink from the beer in his hand.

"...what do you need?"

[mynameischristine]

"I'm from Earth," she corrects, gently. "New Orleans. I work in space. I like it--more than I expected to. Being up there gives you a sense of scale. How insignificant your problems are at the end of the day, but also how you're part of something so vast and interconnected."

She shrugs a little.

"Or maybe I'm just a romantic."

[mynameischristine]

"Not very long. A couple of hours, if that."

His concern is understandable--this is confusing, ridiculous, to have wound up on a cruise ship out of nowhere.

"My name is Christine. What's yours?"

[consumes]

Damon looks back at her, raising an eyebrow at the vaguest answer, but he is getting the sense that it may be difficult to figure out how big this mysterious, magic ship actually is. He scans the area as they walk, glancing at her as they walk.

"Damon," he says, knowing he is dangerously low on information at the moment. "So how long have you been riding on this hunk of metal?"

[uncompliant]

"I've been. To New Orleans." Not space. The fact that she chooses to work up in space has him looking a bit impressed as much as Logan ever does. He's rough edges, hard muscles, violence, and sharp claws (literally).

He shakes his head with a light smirk when she mentions being a romantic.

"Not everybody'd be able to look at it that way whatever the reason or be so calm about being kidnapped by a damn cruise ship."

[makespaperplanes]

"Maybe it is, maybe we're still hallucinating." she wonders aloud, looking around. If it is a hallucination, it's very real. "Like maybe somebody put something in the water. Hallucinations mean infection, or mental illness. Parasitic meningitis--"

She starts feel at her face, take her pulse. She hasn't been sick, after a few seconds of frowning. "But that wouldn't explain you.." she mumbles.

This doesn't make much sense. "Sorry," she says finally, snapping back from her tangent. She looks at the door for a few moments forlornly before glancing back to the young man. "I.. I'm not very good with just... 'rolling with it'."

[wemadeit]

Helen laughs, "Naw, I don't mind!" she assures him, scrunching her nose up a litttle. "I'm not so good at science, but it's good to listen and learn something! Well, try to anyway."

It would be pretty cool if they were built to fly, then who knows where she'd go. She'd probably never stray too far from home, though.

"Hey, don't worry, okay? I was being super careful, so you totally wouldn't have needed to like... get the life-boat or something." she says with a small shake of her head. She then sticks out a hand - that might seem just a smidge too cold to be human -to shake, "I'm Helen, some people call me El or Ellie - but Helen is totally fine if you want to just call me that."

[lockwood]

"What have you been keeping yourself busy with?" He wants to know every detail, anything she can tell him. He never thought he'd want to hear about her party planning or any of that but he's eager now.

[wrongkid]

Jason smiles reassuringly when she apologizes and shakes his head a bit. He'd stayed quiet while she went on her tangent as if sensing she needed to work through it in her head. "It's okay. I get not everyone is able to," he says as he glances at the door too, noticing the way she forlornly looks toward it. "It's not like getting kidnapped by a ship makes 'rolling with it' easy either."

The whole against their will thing kind of puts a wrench in any ability to relax at least at first. Maybe it changes if they're around for longer, but he doesn't like thinking of being around any longer.

"...so are you a doctor or a scientist?"