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[After the pool party, whenever Friday returns to the Aria's quarters, a certain blond idol is in his room and flopped back against his bed like a modern day Goldilocks.]

[ He pauses at the doorframe, studying him for a moment with a mix between confusion and concern before meandering closer to lean down and check if Jewel is really asleep or toying with him again. ]

[From the steady rise and fall of his chest it seems he may in fact be dozing lightly]

[ How peculiar he's in here instead of his own room... Friday doesn't normally like to share his bed and prefers to keep it tidy and made up, so he's a little irked even if he can't stop himself from staring at Jewel's face.

He catches himself before he can move a wayward piece of hair from Jewel's cheek and instead gives him a gentle jostle against the shoulder. ]

Jewel.

[Cracks an eye open, glancing at the clock]

You were out longer than I thought. Welcome-

[Yawns, stretching out with his arms over his head]

-Welcome back.

[ His gaze shifts off to the side. ]

Why were you waiting for me? [ In my bed? ]

[Yawns again, sitting up finally]

I wanted to apologize.

Apologize for what exactly?

I fear you and I have gotten off on the wrong foot and I may have been quite cold to my junior. That is...I'm probably quite guilty of not very charming behavior for an Aria.

I did not perceive your behavior as cold. You were wary –for good reason. We were unfamiliar to one another on a personal level.

That being said– you did lie about your singing abilities and did omit that you were planning a comeback.

A comeback....is that what people are saying....

Mmm...wary is a good word for it. Our boy Friday is difficult to read.

That is what I heard from Graeysteel. Our relationship would improve considerably if you spoke more frankly, but the same could be said of myself.

I do not trust others easily.

Heh...that would make two of us then. At this rate we really are going to spend this entire voyage circling each other like this. I for one would like to avoid that. I have enough reasons to be anxious without one of those reasons sharing the same family quarters as me.

So, how about a deal. Or rather....a promise? Afterall, we are Family and a 'deal' sounds far too cold.

[ He cants his head to one side, his wings twitching curiously. ]

What do you propose?

[Pats the spot next to him]

Well, first of all, have a seat.

[ He sits next to Jewel, but it's clear from his stance that he remains tense and unsure. ]

Go on.

It's very simple, really.

[Turns a bit to face him, his knee brushing against Friday's]

You try to be open with and trust me....and I will do the same.

[ It's hard to trust him when he still doesn't know if he's being toyed with. His muscles continue to lock up as he eyes Jewel, refusing to back away. ]

Tell me honestly– why did you quit the industry?

....

[....frowns at the question, mouth going a bit tight, but after a moment he smiles again]

Who "I" am wasn't what they wanted...not really. And what they wanted was more than I could give and trying cost more than I could afford any longer.

So you did not want to sacrifice your sense of identity for fame and fortune. Was it your management or the fans who demanded this of you?

Neither really. Just....who they think and I am and who I am are two different things. And they were pushing boundaries I was not about to give up.

[ His eyes narrow, though not at Jewel. Just the situation he was in. ]

A stalker– or were there multiple ones who refused to respect your privacy and personal space?

It's.....fine. I've moved since then. Those were not the only issues, of course. I'm not interested in complaining about what is done and over though.

If we are to be open and to trust one another, then that means you can confide in me. I won't repeat anything exchanged between us and expect the same in return.

Besides...I wanted to understand what made you leave in spite of your acclaim and popularity. As your successor, it is relevant to my interests.

I believe it's your turn to share a little. Isn't it a two way street?

I have no stalkers and maintain an appropriate distance from my fans. I always make sure to have tight security around me during concerts and meet and greets.

I learned a lot from observing and studying all my predecessors. I do not plan to let my upward momentum to come to a grinding halt like yours.

Can't plan for everything. The more popular you get, the less control you have.

I can't, you're correct, but I can mitigate risks with enough proper planning and security. I will not burn out like the others.

Hate to break it to you....but they all said the same thing.

The future is not immutable nor is there such a thing as fate. Do you believe I will fail?

I believe you will bite off more than you can chew.

I will not. I cannot. There is no other career for me if I fail.

What about modeling?

You could not have at least suggested I become a producer, lyricist, or pianist full-time instead? Your mind instantly jumped to me becoming a glorified hanger for clothes and jewelry.

How am I supposed to suggest those when you have not told me you write or play?

Forgive me for neglecting to tell you then. I play the piano and write my own songs. Do you feel more enlightened about me yet?

Is this how you react anytime someone voices concern?

[ He sighs and tries to unclench...a little. ]

What else do you wish to know about me?

Do you actually enjoy singing?

I do. It brings me a sense of peace, though I cannot articulate why. How about you?

What about me?

Do you enjoy singing, or was it a means to an end for you? What made you pursue this profession at all?

I enjoy singing. I enjoy music. Enjoying something and being decent at it....it's natural to want to try it out.

But it is not a vocation to you? For someone simply "trying it out," you had an exceptional amount of skill.

Some things are better left as hobbies.

If the rumors of your comeback were greatly exaggerated, what exactly do you plan to do with your life?

Well…I didn’t say they were greatly exaggerated…

So you do plan to return after your hiatus after all. Perhaps, I will finally get to see you in concert after all, though the offer stands if you ever wish to collaborate.

I’m starting to think you actually want to collaborate.

I would not ask if I did not mean it. [ He shifts closer, leaning a bit into his personal space. ] What do I have to do or say to convince you of my veracity?

[Glances up at him when he leans in]

Ask at least one more time.

[ The space between them disappears even more, waiting for him to jerk away. ]

Please collaborate with me.

[Locks eyes with him from behind his sunglasses, not moving an inch]

Once more.

[ He's touching noses by now as he holds Jewel's gaze. ]

Please collaborate with me. I will not ask again.

In that case....ask again and I will say yes.

[ The worst.

He gives him a tired look and places a hand on Jewel's face, using that to push him back and away. ]

Who said you could sleep on my bed without permission?

Not going to ask then?

I said I would not, and you have reached your limit of my requests. I do not exist for your amusement.

You really are too much. What will you lose if you loosen up a little, huh? You can't control everything, Friday.

[ Oh, he can't? Watch him try!!! ~~no, he already failed at that~~ ]

How exactly do you propose I "loosen up a little"?

You could stop worrying so much about all that pride. Would it kill you to ask me again? What you supposedly want is right there and all you have to do is bend a little. You really won't bend that much?

[ His mouth thins into a flat line before he glances away, his fingers curling in his lap before he tries again: ]

I would like you to sing with me on one song for your comeback.

All right then, I will. See? Now was that so hard?

[ His wings twitch in irritation. Maybe it wasn't that hard for Aventurine... ]

Thank you for agreeing to it. Now, do you plan to spend the entire evening here?

We could have a sleepover to celebrate our collaboration.

And where do you expect me to sleep for this "sleepover"?

Awwwww, too cool to share a bed with me?

[ He frowns as he doesn't want to cause more offense after getting Jewel to finally agree on a collab, and really, Friday is the only one with a problem here... ]

I will sleep on the opposite end then, though I will forewarn you I am an exceedingly light sleeper.

I will sleep so lightly you won’t even know I’m here.

Too late. I already know you are here.

[ But he's curling up on the opposite end at the very edge. ]

This sleepover will be over if I hear you snore.

I don’t snore. Probably.

[ He's kicking him off the bed if he's lying. ]

Sweet dreams, Jewel.

You’re going to sleep already…? Don’t you want to stay up and gossip?

[ He sighs and rolls over to face him. ]

What exactly do you wish to gossip about? I do not have any industry secrets if that is what you are hoping to find out.

Nothing like that.

[Rolls onto his side as well]

What do you do for fun? Who are your friends?

I rehearse, practice on the piano or my dance routines, read, and attend other concerts if I am able. I have a strict regimen I always follow.

[ He's going to politely avoid the friends question because he has none... ]

How about you?

For fun? I write songs. I play. I walk the dogs and play with the cats. I read. I go to the bar to annoy Forte. I break things to make Mercury fix.

They are both good friends of yours then. Do you have someone you're especially close to?

Well. Jem, of course.

I was not aware the two of you were so intimately involved. I wonder why the tabloids have not picked up on that fact yet.

We've worked at the same agency, under the same manager for a long time now. Of course we are going to be friends. It's hard for idols to make friends outside the industry.

I was asking if the two of you are dating.

We are not, why? You got a crush on Jem or something?

[ His smile sharpens. ]

Perhaps the one I have a crush on is you. Why did you not entertain that possibility instead?

A crush on me? That's rich. Who knew our boy Friday was a comedian?

Do you truly believe it is impossible for anyone to have a crush on you after all the millions of fans who still have your posters on their wall even long after your retirement? I did not realize you had so much deeply embedded self-loathing, Jewel.

Oh, I’m quite aware they do. Both things can be true.

Why is it laughable coming from me then?

…I suppose it’s not? You just don’t seem to like me very much? So it’s a bit hard to picture.

Perhaps, you will eventually know for certain which way the pendulum swings.

[ He turns away towards the wall while sliding under the blankets so he can try and get comfortable. ]

That is enough gossip for the evening. We both need our rest.

[Considers snoring on purpose....]

Good night, sleep tight, Friday.

Sam: unfortunately I've got some business to deal with in the coming days, so I can't stop by to help with your cake any time soon. However, you should be able to make the cake without my help with the new ingredients opportunity. Attached a recipe from a bakery that my family uses religiously. Always a hit. Frosting might be a little tricky, but don't sweat it too much. I starred optional ingredients. As long as you have the essential ones cake would come out positive. happy baking. ps: if you still want to use the chocolate bars, cut them into chunks and mix into the batter as is like you would with cookie dough. Don't need to melt it, it'll melt in the oven and then cool. You'll have different consistency depending on if you want to eat warm or cold cake.

[ best chocolate cake recipe attached. ]

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Thank you for sharing this and for the cooking advice.
Once ingredients are fully unlocked, I will make my second attempt.

Even though you said you would be busy, may I still stop by to deliver a slice
to get your thorough review?

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of course. you can visit whenever you want. I will always make time for people that want to see me.

Thank you, and in the event the taste is still not up to par,
I can bring you a milkshake of your preference.
I at least know how to make those.
I used to fix them for my sister all the time.

[ ...but also mostly himself. ]

oh I appreciate it, milkshakes are amazing. But why are you bringing me a milkshake if the cake isn't up to par?

I imagine if the cake isn't up to par,
you would not eat more than a single bite.
The milkshake is so you don't go completely hungry.

It would be remiss of me to visit without a backup plan.

so you're trying to feed me?

Feed you good food.
Is that so unusual?
I thought it was fairly common to bring those you would like to know better occasional treats.

I think you are right but, you're the first person that's done it.

I suppose it was difficult until fairly recently to give food as gifts,
given the limited menu items.
If I had brought you more spaghetti, I would not expect much of it to get devoured
by you nor your family members.

ahhh good point. I'll be sure to return the favor.

If you wish,
but there is no immediate need.

Rather, it would motivate me to learn faster if I were not being constantly spoiled by others.

I got you! You'll def get the hang of this.

I appreciate the vote of confidence,
though you never told me what your favorite milkshake flavor is.

mint chip then vanilla or chocolate

Does it not taste like biting into a candy bar
immediately after brushing your teeth a few times to you?

haha! They don't taste the same at all to me, but I totally get what you're saying.

I will try and deliver if I find mint chip
ice cream on the ship.
With any luck, I will manage a visit before the next performance.

don't worry about it, your efforts are kind. I am truly flattered. If you want to know me better, though, you can just show up or message me. I come from high society, but it's different than the world you and the other Arias call home. Door's open, I don't bite.

Thank you, I will try to make the most sense of your invitation in the future.

Likewise, you are always welcome to visit or message me
if you want to talk or simply need the companionship.

is making the most sense of the invitation meaning you don't get why you received the invitation at all? talking does more harm than good I've found recently. but I don't mind quiet companionship.

I apologize I meant I would make the most out of
your invitation in the future.

It must be a sign I need more sleep if I am letting
so many errors pass through.

[ aka I did a typo but will pass it off as ic 😌 ]

[ uhu. ]

nothing to apologize for. you should take the time to sleep more. You're technically all on vacation even if none of you act like it.

A vacation is not how I would characterize this cruise ship at all,
but I will heed your advice and rest for now.
I need my energy for baking later.

haha me neither but that's what I was told to look at it as. Lots of free time kinda thing. looking forward to reading about your newfound game in the culinary industry, Friday.

I would not report me having a sudden career change just yet,
but I appreciate having your vote of confidence.

Please get some rest yourself when you can.

[if Friday has a publicly textable number he’s getting a message from Eriks]

hey I know this is a little out of nowhere but would you mind if I asked you a couple of things about the creepy hallway performance? promise this isn’t a leadin to anything crazy, I just wanted to check on that uh situation

[if he’s not reachable that way Eriks can just knock on Sirens’ door in a quiet period in person, I’m easy]

[ He does have one, especially for all of Forge, but he's still a little surprised to get a text about the hallway performance. ]

I would not mind, and I do hope that Lithium is doing better now and that the rest of Forge has recovered from the aftermath.

What in particular would you like to know?

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just…what happened, I guess? after the phone call between our Families cut off? like everything seemed semi ok then other than the creepy effects

and then Lith turned up later after staying with a couple of the folks who died, saying he got really scared and doesn’t want to talk to Sirens anymore

i think he’s still upset but it’s not like…oh no love is over between Sirens and Forge, he just needs some space personally. i said i’d be a buffer so he didn’t have to interact and that seemed to calm him down ok. but it seemed like a good idea to get the full picture

I can shoulder the burden of the blame for the other Sirens for being skeptical about whether or not it was truly him following us. I did not know him well enough to ascertain the truth from speaking to him, having only spoken to him once before, and when I tried to confirm details based on our phone call, he seemed unwilling to answer clearly.

Making a judgment call was difficult without wishing to put our own family in danger, and when I thought I was exercising caution, I was only making the situation worse. I truly apologize.

I had sent him a gift and a handwritten letter through Copper, though I am unsure if she ever delivered them to him. I wanted to give him space yet also make amends. I am uncertain what else to do for now.

hey, don't beat yourself up too bad. it was a messed up situation all around. he didn't want to die or to kill you. you didn't want to die or kill him. I just wanted to make sure nothing, like, exploded, I guess? I'm sorry you guys had to go through that, you were doing the best you could.

I can check with Copper later and see what's up there, for sure, that was real thoughtful of you. probably just letting things calm and quiet down will set 'em right, in this case.

thanks for being willing to talk about it, I really appreciate that.

[...]

are you okay?

It cannot be helped. Seeing someone hurt who was under our care feels like an antithesis to who we are and what we stand for as Sirens. I wish I had made my mind sooner, but regret will lead to nothing but more and more regret.

However, I did not antagonize him nor start any arguments. I only asked questions and tried to calmly press for answers to ascertain the truth.

[ He knows that wasn't the case for all of them, but Belle is no longer around to explain his own side of things. ]

I feel as though I should be asking you that. Our family was not harmed at all. We fared better than most as a group.

we didn't get hurt either, and neither did our hostage. we were pretty able to believe it was just all a creepy fakeout, right up until it was over and we saw what happened to other Families at the end. that part sucked real bad, but other than Lith I think we were over the actual performance pretty quickly.

anyway -- I promise I didn't text you to make you feel guiltier, I'm not mad at any of you myself! like I said, just wanted to vibe check real quick. we can leave it at that, and let Lith cool off for now.

we're still on for dancing sometime, right?

I understand and am glad you reached out for our perspective on the matter. I do hope we will be able to mend all conflicts given time and rebuild relations between our families.

Our cabin doors are always open to you, Lithium, and Forge should you need us, and I intend to keep my word on the dance lessons. We may even be able to use it to unlock other features within the ballroom.

oh yeah? if you wanna get those sorted i'm happy to help out, whether it takes lessons or something else. anytime you're free, it's not like i've got a schedule on this boat.

and -- yeah, i think we'll be okay. that's really all i needed on that front! thanks again, Friday.

You are welcome,
and I simply need to take care of some other matters first before I engage in any recreational activities.

I will reach out to you soon.
Please stay safe, Cobalt.

you too. take care of yourself, man!

Hey, are you still awake?

I am now.
I assume you are finally back to your usual self if you are texting me.

I am. And there's something I want to show you.

You can come to my room if you wish.

[ He's going to unlock and nudge his door open for Jewel. ]

[There's the sound of Jewel's own door opening from across the cabin and the quiet thud of footsteps before he actually appears, slipping inside and closing the door behind him]

Have a seat and close your eyes.

...As you wish.

[ He's a little nervous, but he sits on the edge of his bed and closes his eyes, hoping he's not about to be jump-scared by something. ]

[Friday can likely feel the dip of the bed as Jewel takes a seat near him]

Okay....open!

[When Friday opens his eyes, he'll see Jewel of course, but in Jewel's hands is the very music box he was gunning so hard for, despite their loss]

[ He blinks a few times in surprise. ]

How did you manage to get a hold of it? Did the Showmaster also take pity on you when she saw you as a child?

Heh...not even close. Booker won prize number one and got the music box with his win. And now it's mine.

I would normally say we owe him a debt of gratitude for the gift, but considering the terms of his winning bid, it would be more correct to say this is his attempt at compensation.

Since you were the most affected by all the aftereffects, would you consider it a proper apology?

Absolutely not, but I really did want it so I'm keeping it.

I doubt we will see any further efforts to make amends beyond this from him, so we best enjoy the rare good will while it lasts. Have you listened to it yet?

Not yet, no. Did you want to listen too?

I am curious about what it sounds like and if it truly holds the voice a past siren. If so, I wonder if there is any way to release it back to them.

I've heard it's a little haunting...but I figured it may not be as strange to Arias? But just incase, would you rather wait til morning so it doesn't keep you up?

If we are talking about songs that keep me awake at night, it is difficult to surpass "Baby Shark." I cannot imagine anything being more haunting.

We don't talk about that song.

Then you agree there are worse consequences. Let us hear what the music box has stored within it.

[Opens the box without further ado then]

["Once you open it, you hear the tune start to play, and although it's just a simple music box, the chimes start to sound like a haunting voice calling out to you. The more you listen to it, the more entranced you start to become. You can feel your ego start to swell and your sense of humanity diminish albeit slowly"]

[ His eyes widen slightly as the song filters through, growing enraptured to the beautiful yet haunting sound while listening to it before remembering the last visions he had and the sharp migraine that always comes with them. ]

...

[Closes the box, curling over it a bit]

It's pretty, isn't it?

[ He rubs one of his own temples, both relieved and disappointed it's over. ]

It was overwhelmingly euphoric...like an ascendant prayer. I could see why you desired it so strongly.

That....and I collect them. And this one specifically belongs with us.

It does. Their voice is one of ours and no one else's to mishandle. I still believe we can free them and relinquish whatever hold this box has.

We'll look into it.

If only I knew how to grasp onto that same power from my vision, then I could save you and the others on this boat as well. You would be free to return to your life once more.

[Sets the music box aside, scooting closer so he can rest his head on Friday's shoulder]

[ He summons his larger wings so he can wrap one around Jewel as he threads his fingers through his hair, humming softly and murmuring. ]

...Until then, I will do what I can with this current body to keep you safe. Rest if you need to. Let your worries drift away and let my song bring you warmth and refuge.

Oh? What's got you feeling so protective today?

You could say I felt inspired. The Sirens of old perished in the Song River while others had their voices stolen –were taken apart by their fans as a form of "love."

In my last vision, I said something like...The Embryo of Philosophy will reshape for us all of reality. The thought suddenly was warming to me instead of terrifying.

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It's both though, isn't it?

It is...hence why it is best left to a delusion, no matter how attractive the prospect seems. I am no god.

You're no god....but you were quite kind while I was quite vulnerable. Thank you for that.

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You would have done the same were our positions reversed, and looking after you was a good distraction from the urge to kiss everyone in sight.

[Grins, just a little]

Seriously? That was the effect you landed?

[ His wings droop. ]

Aside from being unable to taste sweets and being unable to lie, yes. It was a very unpleasant day. I only stepped out to take you to the Forge cabins. Imagine if Lithium had answered the door, and I had given him another reason to dislike us.

Technically, that could be a reason to like us. We're Arias, I can't imagine anyone being too put out being kissed by a looker like you.

[ His wings twitch around his face, starting to move over his own cheeks. ]

I am sure some would disagree, especially if they already have a crush or partner elsewhere, but if you are worried you missed out, I can make it up to you.

I do hate feeling left out.

[ He shifts closer until their legs are touching before gently gently turning Jewel's face towards his own, mouth lingering close to his. ]

Last chance to run away.

[Leans into Friday’s hand, but otherwise stays put, looking over his face slowly]

[ His hand slides to cup the back of Jewel's neck as he tilts his head, kissing him softly at first. His other hand slides over Jewel's chest, tracing along the outline of one of his pectoral muscles curiously. ]

[Covers Friday's hands with his own, budging his lips against Friday's as he kisses back slowly, letting Friday lead for now but being sure to reciprocate each little soft kiss]

[ Slowly licks Jewel's lips open to taste him the fingers on his hair slipping lower to stroke along the nape of Jewel's neck before he suddenly breaks the kiss to remove one of his gloves with his teeth. He presses his mouth back to Jewel's almost instantaneously as his bare fingers rub a slow circle on the topmost bone of his vertebrae, relishing the warmth of his skin. ]

By the way...I know it was a slip up, but... Mmmm.

[His breath hitches at the feeling of fingers against his neck, nipping at Friday's bottom lip and scooting closer. His voice lowers to a conspiratorial whisper.]

...Since you almost told me your non-stage name, it's only fair I tell you mine.

[ He tenses up a bit, resting his forehead against Jewel's as he sighs against his mouth. He was hoping Jewel would forget that. ]

I promise to keep it a secret between us and hope you would do the same. I do not want any fans or the press digging into my public government records and telling me things I do not even know myself.

Of course I'll keep it secret...

[Presses a quick kiss to his lips]

Do you really think I wouldn't?

[ He returns the kiss before murmuring– ]

I know you would. I trust you. You have my blessing to use it in private as well.

[Settles back down]

Well...technically....you didn't finish telling me.

[ He did just kind of half-blurt it, didn't he? He brushes a thumb back and forth over Jewel's lower lip. ]

Dominic is the name my parents gave me.

[Bites down gently before pressing his lips to the pad of his thumb]

Dominic.

[ Okay, it's kind of hot hearing something so intimate said out loud, the sound sinking straight to the pit of his stomach. His wings close around Jewel's cheeks in embarrassment before he pulls his thumb away to kiss Jewel harder than before, teeth applying pressure around his lower lip. ]

[Laughs in delight, reaching up to frame his face]

[ His teeth dig in a little, giving Jewel’s lower lip a sharp tug before releasing it and pressing more kisses down his jaw. He pauses to murmur against his skin- ]

I believe it is your turn now.

...Shadi.

[ He smiles against the base of Jewel's neck before nosing his way to Jewel's ear and whispering–. ]

Shadi. I like it. It suits you.

[Breathes in sharply, fingers finding their way into Friday's hair, tangling there and keeping him close.]

You think so?

[ He gently bites a patch of skin beneath his earlobe, sucking on it with little intensity so he doesn't leave a mark before nipping the bottom edge of his earlobe. ]

I do. What does it mean?

Well, when my parents picked it, it meant happiness. It's usually a name given to girls, but....they thought it was pretty.

[Lays back against the bed, pulling Friday down with him before smoothing his hands down the other man's chest]

By pure coincidence, in another language, it means singer.

[ He removes his other glove and shifts to straddle Jewel's waist as he nudges his shirt aside to nibble along his collar bone. ]

Then coincidentally apt for you. [ The singer part at least. He doesn't think any of them are bursting with happiness. ] It does make me wonder if our names speak anything of our destinies.

Oh....?

[Breathes out quietly, starting to work Friday's shirt open from the bottom button up]

What does your name mean then?

It has religious connotations...someone holy or belonging to a god. Considering how my parents wanted to market me and my sister as holy, pure, and blessed, it was fitting to them.

[ He sits up so he can help shrug off his shirt and push Jewel's hand to where his own heart is hammering wildly. ]

I do not want to be treated as something sacred forever.

[Leaves his hand there for a while, quietly marveling at the feeling of Friday's heartbeat against his hand before finally responding]

I can help with that... If it's what you really want.

I do.

[ He closes both hands around Jewel's and brings it to his mouth so he can tentatively lick two of his fingers, trying to master his own fears. ]

How far would you like to go?

[Slides those fingers into Friday's mouth, pressing down lightly on his tongue]

Shouldn't I be asking you that? Afterall, I'm far from a virgin.

[ He moves them in deeper, sucking them down to the knuckle and wetting them with his tongue before pulling back. ]

I can– I can try using my mouth if that is all right with you? I would need more practice for anything more involved.

[Blinks once. Blinks twice.]

Practice?

[ Blinks in return. ]

If I do not want to make a mistake...though it has largely involved reading and studying up until now.

You will make a mistake and it will be fine. It's just about doing things that feel good with someone you like. It's not a performance.

[ He nudges Jewel's shirt up, fingers drawing down the length of his pectorals, thumbs brushing across his nipples. ]

I know...but I want it to feel good for you, too, so please stop me if I do something wrong.

I promise to say something if I need you to adjust what you're doing. How's that?

[Arches his back up off the bed and into Friday's touch]

Try not to worry too much though, I'm not fragile.

Thank you, and I am not either if you want to do something too, though I would recommend avoiding my wings if you do not want me to be distracted.

[ He fingers move in a slow circle over his nipples until they pebble enough for him to lower his mouth and chance a lick. His lips then latch around one, gently suckling as his hands trail lower, stroking along his rib cage as heat fills his own face and lungs fast. ]

When you say that, it makes me want to touch your wings more.

[Practically purrs at the feeling of Friday's mouth on his skin, his hands gripping onto his shoulders and sliding down to smooth over his shoulder blades before lightly dragging his nails back up the same path, leaving little pink trails against Friday's skin in their wake]

Did you really have a poster of me...?

Maybe afterwards if you are not too worn out.

[ Not that scratching near where his other wings are dying to burst out through is any less distracting, shuddering at the sensation of keeping them in as he drags his lips lower over Jewel's stomach, tongue dipping into his navel while one hand draws between Jewel's legs, massaging the growing bulge there over his clothes. ]

And I did, though I kept it hidden because it was too racy by my own parent's definition. I am sure they would have had a lot of questions and admonishments otherwise.

I've heard I have quite a bit of stamina.

[Lets his breath catch, enjoying the feeling of lips and tongue against his skin before pressing his lap into Friday's hand with a lazy roll of his hips.]

And? How does the real deal look in comparison? Does my poster have me beat?

I will have to test that another day, and I would say you look more beautiful in person, but those words must ring hollow by now after a lifetime of being adored and complimented by fans.

Some sentiments are better expressed through actions than words, and I would not do this for just anyone. Take what you will from that.

[ He tugs Jewel's pants open before sinking lower, nuzzling the growing arousal beneath a thin layer with his lips, his wings shuttering his face for a moment as he does, trying not to let his own nerves shoot through the roof. His own skin is overheated and throbbing everywhere, and if he glances up, he thinks he might come undone already at the sight of Jewel disheveled on his bed. ]

I hear that I'm beautiful quite often... Still...hearing that from some people matters more, doesn't it?

[Reaches down to carefully run his fingers through Friday's hair, brushing it out of his face before tangling there gently as he shifts around on the bed slightly to help abate the feeling pooling in his lap under Friday's attention]

Afterall...I'm sure your fans tell you how handsome you are. So, surely you understand.

They do, but it is true. I like hearing it from you more. It feels more genuine.

[ His wings twitch eagerly as Jewel's fingers barely brush against them, and he peels down Jewel's underwear by the waistband, freeing him from the fabric at last, more heat clouding Friday's own cheeks and neck as his eyes crease open. Is it rude to stare? Probably, but he's never indulged in porn, and the novelty and excitement of this is catching up to him. ]

I...you look nice...here too. I will try and be careful. Is there anything you particularly enjoy?

[Laughs a little in surprise when he feels Friday's nervous gaze on him, reaching down to help pull his pants and underwear the rest of the way off so that Friday has a mostly nude Jewel perched on his bed.]

You can slow down a little. I won't disappear, I promise.

[Reaches out to take Friday's chin between his thumb and forefinger, pulling him in for a quick kiss before brushing that thumb over his bottom lip]

You haven't really seen another man naked in this intimate of a setting, right? Least of all on your bed. You can look at me, it's fine. You can look at me and you can touch me.

[ He licks Jewel's thumb, eyes briefly shuttering close without thinking, before kissing the inside of his palm and his wrist. ]

I have not, but I was worried I would look a little too lecherous and improper if I did.

[ He slides away just to remove his own pants, staying in boxer-briefs before crawling between Jewel's legs, his hands parting his thighs, traveling upwards, as he tries to steel his nerves. Trembling fingers slowly wrap around the base of his cock, being gentle when he clenches inwards and strokes upwards, his own eyes dilated yet hyper-focused as he studies him. ]

You really are breathtaking like this. How are you able to relax so easily in this setting?

You said you didn't want to be sacred forever, right? So, for tonight, just worry about belonging to me. Lecherous or improper....don't worry about things like that. Just fill your head with me, okay?

[Lets his legs fall open at Friday's touch, as calm as Friday isn't, before stretching out one leg to hook around Friday's, keeping him close as he looks Friday over in return, his gaze following the graceful lines of the other man's body]

Or is that too wicked for me to ask of you?

It is, but I prefer you more wicked than saintly. We would never get very far otherwise.

[ His fingers clench inwards again, stroking Jewel with more vigor instead of hesitation as he tries to force himself to stop being self-conscious and hyper-aware of himself. His other hand braves stroking gently across Jewel's balls, doing what he can to coax him to full arousal as he leans down to tentatively stroke the tip with his tongue, catching the usual salt-tinged taste of flesh more than anything else. ]

If I let you do anything you wanted in return, what would you do?

Mmm...we can't both be pure and untouchable...

[Shivers, laying back against the bed and lifting his hips slightly, growing hard in Friday's hand making his growing interest more obvious. Well, more obvious than being naked and spread out on the other's man bed already is. When he laughs, it's as breathy as his voice.]

Anything I wanted....? Anything at all?

[ He drags his tongue along his cock once more, tracing the underside from root to tip before answering– ]

Anything, Shadi. And before you reply with a joke answer, please keep in mind who is in whose mouth at the moment.

[ He follows those words by slowly wrapping his lips around the head of his dick, his hand pumping upwards slowly as he tries not to take in too much at once, worried he'll start gagging and ruin whatever sex appeal he's trying desperately to cling to at the moment. ]

[Swallows thickly, he cannot believe he just got called out on replying with a joke answer. Which yeah, that's what he was gonna do, but-oh]

[Well, that feels good enough that whatever he was about to say gets cut off by a low moan. Jewel grabs onto the sheets tightly to keep himself from bucking into Friday's mouth even if that is precisely the thing he wants to do most right now. He swallows again before making a second attempt at responding-]

I....think I'd like to see if I...if I...

[ He knows Jewel well enough by now. He also picks up on the movement of Jewel's hips and guides Jewel's hands to his own head as he pulls off with a wet pop long enough to ask– ]

If you can what?

[ His mouth sinks back down, trying to relax enough to take him deeper, having expected he would be more averse to this, but there's something about making Jewel slowly unravel little by little that is keeping him distracted from his usual fears. It makes him want to push just a little more, taking him further into his mouth, cheeks suctioning more firmly, unmindful of the mess he's making with his own saliva. ]

[Breathes out slowly, running his fingers through Friday’s hair as silent encouragement to keep going, tightening his grip as heat starts to pool low in his abdomen. His hips twitch as he fights to keep them still, not wanting to buck into the other man’s mouth unexpectedly, releasing another puff of breath when he remembers to breathe]

I want to make you come undone… I want to see faces you’ve shown no one else. I…mmm…I want to do things you’ve let no one else and touch places no one has and hear your voice…and…

[Tilts his head enough to be able to smile down at Friday]

I want to make you say my name.

[ Nearly chokes at Jewel's admission, accidentally sinking too far down and letting him the back of his throat too hard, his feathers ending up all ruffled and spread. Friday doesn't gag, but he does pull off a bit just to breathe and wipe his mouth as he meets Jewel's gaze.

His own dick shouldn't be throbbing this intensely when he's not the one inside someone's else mouth, but Jewel has a way of riling him too much. ]

How...how would you? What if I wanted it too?

I can show you.

[Sits up, leaning down to smooth Friday’s feathers back into place before allowing his fingertips to trail along the curve of Friday’s ear and down the elegant line of his neck and shoulders]

If I tell you, it might ruin the surprise.

[ The brief attention to his feathers makes him visibly shiver as he slowly sits up with Jewel, his heart stuttering wildly in his chest as he nods. ]

Show me then. I trust you.

[Gently guides Friday to sit down on the bed, swapping positions with him]

All right then. Please leave it to me.

[ He nods as he lies back against the pillows, slowly removing his won underwear before tugging Jewel over him, fingers tracing up his arms, along his shoulders, and to his neck to pull him into a kiss so he can quell his own rising nerves once mores. ]

[Smiles into the kiss, sensing his nerves, getting an arm around Friday's waist and holding him close while he kisses a boy into the mattress. Can't get nervous if there's no space to overthink, right? He has other plans, but for now kissing Friday breathless is going to take priority.]

[ His tongue brushes across the seam of Jewel's mouth, pressing his way inside as he drags his fingers through Jewel's hair, trying to focus on feeling good and not clamming up. His muscles do gradually melt a little as he hooks a leg around Jewel's waist, pulling him closer and arching to brush their hips together, aimlessly grinding himself into bone and muscle when the need for friction starts to feel urgent. ]

[Chuckles quietly, breath warm against Friday's skin, reaching between them to gently run his palm over the other man's length before gently pressing low on his abdomen, pinning him down to the bed]

Hey now, if you ramp up that fast I won't be able to do much before you finish.

[ Shudders gently as Jewel's breath ghosts over him and as his hand brushes too close to his own hard cock, but he tries to behave. ]

Some would consider that a compliment. Besides, if you go too slow, I will start overthinking everything, and I would rather keep focusing on you and how good you feel against me.

So I should go fast then? That's how to really work you up? Is that what you're saying?

[Despite that, he takes his sweet time pressing a series of feather light kisses down the perfectly smooth skin of Friday's chest and stomach, keeping that hand flat against Friday's lower belly to keep him from shifting around too much]

[ His stomach muscles twitch with every kiss as he watches Jewel, his feathers moving over his face as he grows flustered at the fleeting softness of his lips and how gentle Jewel's expression looks. ]

No...this is good, too. More tender than I was expecting.

[Brings one of Friday's legs up, biting down gently on the creamy skin of his inner thigh before soothing the bite with a brush of his lips]

What do you like more though? I want to give you what you enjoy the most.

[ Jumps at the bite as his fingers thread through Jewel's soft hair, biting his inner cheek quickly to stop himself from moaning before urging him to keep going as he parts his thighs wider. ]

Fast, medium, slow...it makes no difference in the end. I simply want you, just you, and I want you to feel good too, so tell me what you need from me, too.

[Nuzzles Friday's thigh, letting the ends of his hair tickle Friday's skin before sealing his mouth over the skin there, intent on leaving a nice dark mark there as he reaches out to smooth a hand along the other leg, dragging the blunt edge of his nails up his thigh and over the curve of his hip]

What I want? How about you stop holding back? That's what I want.

[ Lets out a shuddered breath, another moan building in the back of his throat as he feels his dick twitch harder at the sensation of having his skin sucked and the sight of Jewel's mouth moving over him obscenely. His fingers twist harder around his hair, uncaring if Jewel leaves a mark (hoping for it even) as he spreads his legs wider. ]

Trying not to wake up the others...Gray would kill us both. Probably me first, but...more. Please keep going.

[Leans in, scraping the edge of his teeth over the curve of Friday's hip before working on leaving a hickey just above his hip bone next. Meanwhile the one on his thigh blossoms nice and dark. He can't help but smile when he feels Friday's legs part, nails digging in a little more.]

What a high level move. You're going to make me blush at this rate.

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Making you blush would be a feat. I am tempted to try. What would even fluster you?

[ Conceiving of ideas is difficult when he's trying hard not to arch or squirm around too much in Jewel's grasp. As it is, he's also struggling and failing not to rake his fingers hard down Jewel's neck and upper back, needing something to dig into for purchase when he's trying not to touch himself either. ]

Spreading your legs for me so cutely without even thinking about it is a pretty good start.

[Bites down on his hip for emphasis]

[ The bite draws a gasp from him, hips bucking up as he feels his own arousal throb from pressure and his fingers scraping harder between Jewel's shoulder blades. ]

So me being unabashed is what flusters you? Or maybe I should say something like I have touched myself before while imagining you in a similar fashion, grinning wickedly while teasing me and leaving me on edge?

Or do you need to hear something more lurid?

Have you? Will you show me how you did it?

[Takes one of Friday’s hands, guiding it down and curling it around his own cock by way of explanation]

[ His eyes widen as his white feathers veil his face more tightly. ]

I did not know voyeurism was your fetish of choice...or is it just one of many?

[ He tries to focus on the goal of knocking Jewel off-balance as he reaches for the hand lotion on his bedside table, refusing to do this dry if he must do it at all. He dislikes the chafing sensation, so he gets one of hands all nice and slick before hesitantly stroking the length of his own cock all the way up to head, following the natural curve of it, his grip trembling when he catches Jewel's gaze between his feathers. ]

Do you need more than this?

[Climbs further up the bed, gently guiding those feathers away from Friday's face, pressing a little kiss to his nose instead of answering]

[ His mouth captures Jewel's lips immediately as his other hand clutches the base of Jewel's spine, dragging his body back closer until he is near enough that Friday can stroke both his own and Jewel's cocks, pressing and squeezing them gently together in his grip. The stimulation is enough to drag a loud moan out of himself, one he's quick to muffle with Jewel's mouth before anyone else hears as he tries to edge them both closer to release. ]

[Drops a quick kiss to his lips, lightly resting their foreheads together as he presses into Friday's grip with a slow roll of hips]

Hmmmm....? Do you dislike it? Being watched?

[ He nuzzles his forehead and nose against Jewel's as he breathes out. ]

I just wanted to touch you too for a moment and feel you. In case you have not noticed by now, I am attracted to you.

[ He releases Jewel so he can grab more lotion to wet his fingers while his other hand keeps stroking their arousals together, his movements slowing down so he doesn't go overboard too quickly again. ]

[Runs his fingertips along the dips and curves of Friday's hips and chest, nails catching gently on his nipples, thumbs brushing over them firmly to help alleviate the sting]

Attracted to me? When you look like you do? I would think I seem rather plain in comparison.

[ Hisses softly at the contact, arching up into Jewel's hands as he releases their cocks just so he sneak his own freshly-lotioned fingers between his own legs, trying to steel his resolve as he brushes them against his own puckered rim. ]

Not at all, but if you are blind to your own appeal, I will have to do better to convince you otherwise.

[Ducks down the drag his teeth over a pink nub before taking it in his mouth and biting down gently]

I know I have appeal...appeal to you is just surprising. I would not have pegged me for your type, that's all.

[ Bites back as a gasp as he cups the back of Jewel's neck, keeping him there, his focus splintered between Jewel's teeth and his own fingers pushing deeper into himself. ]

Having a type is limiting and reductive. I am drawn to whoever I am drawn to. There is no deeper rationale, try as I have to come up with any. Maybe it's your eyes, maybe it's your singing voice, maybe it's the few moments where you drop all pretense with me.

[Reaches down to cover Friday's hand with one of his own, lathing the flat of his tongue over the spot he just bit in apology]

I like that answer.

[ Presses another finger into himself, moving deeper, hips rolling to drag his cock against Jewel's stomach as he pushes his face into the crown of Jewel's hair, inhaling the scent of it. ]

Jewel...Shadi...I don't know how much longer I will last touching myself with your mouth on me.

Is that so...? In that case...

[Kisses and nips his way down Friday's chest, taking his time, decorating his skin with reminders of Jewel's presence before pressing his tongue to the other man's length, running the flat of his tongue up against the underside in an languid swipe from base to tip]

Don't hold back on my account.

Jewel, I–!

[ He has to pull his fingers out of himself just so he can clap a hand over his mouth, trying to stay quiet for whoever he shares a wall with. It's difficult with Jewel looking devious between his legs, his own fingers twisting around his blond hair. He wants to buck up, wants to squirm, wants to cry out, but he's trying to behave. ]

You should be looking at me, you know.

[Smiles against Friday's cock before taking the tip in his mouth, sucking on it briefly before pulling back to press a kiss to his slit]

It's fine if you want to move or pull my hair a little, I promise you won't hurt me.

[ Looking at him feels like a death sentence, his own pupils blown out with interest as he follows the sight of his own cock disappearing between Jewel's lips. ]

I will try. Please tell me if it hurts.

[ His fingers tighten around his hair as he rolls his hips up towards Jewel's lips, trying to ignore the fact that he's already leaking so much at the tip. ]

[Presses the flat of his tongue to the slit again, lapping up the bit of precum before taking him in his mouth again and relaxing his throat incase Friday decides to move. His hands smooth over the soft skin of Friday's thigh as he turns his attention to swallowing him down to the base]

[ The warmth of his mouth is too inviting for him to stop from pressing in deeper, being careful not to thrust in too hard as he chases the pleasure-high from both watching Jewel and feeling the pressure of his lips and tongue all around him. His head presses back into the pillow, wings fanned out as he drags blunt nails over Jewel's scalp. ]

Jewel, I'm close...just...more please. I need more.

[Hums against his cock to show he's listening, swallowing around him a couple times as he lubes up a finger and runs it lightly over Friday's taint before gently teasing it against his entrace]

[ He grows a little bolder, gently fucking the inside of Jewel's mouth while taking great care not to choke him, fingers clawing their way through his hair and down his neck as he keeps his legs bent at the knees and spread apart for Jewel's finger. He can't bring himself to blink, can't stop watching him, utterly arrested in the sight of Jewel taking him in with ease. ]

Keep going...as deep as you can. Doesn't hurt. Just want more.

[Friday's direction gets Jewel to glance up from his spot between the other man's legs. Another little hum, letting the vibrations roll over him gently before pressing that finger in. Despite Friday's words, he's still quite cautious when he does so, but that finger disappears inside him up to the knuckle waiting for a moment before starting to work it in and out, building a rhythm]

[ The dual stimulation is rapidly eroding what is left of his self-control, if there is any left, as he struggles to keep rocking into Jewel's mouth while riding the building wave of pleasure until it finally crests too high. His grip turns to frantic tugging so Jewel doesn't choke as he panics. ]

Jewel, your– mouth– going to–!

[ The words barely leave his mouth in time before he's coming, back arched, eyes screwed shut, lips open in a soft, guttural cry. ]

Dear customer-

In regards to your order, we must regretfully inform you that, as stated at the time of your order, the requested product requires specialized skills we do not have available to us here on the D.V Dream Drift. We produced several prototypes, but none reached quality standards as determined by the xxxx xxxxx. Therefore, we must cancel your order. Please feel free to contact us again after the conclusion of your vacation.

(P.S You're welcome to the final results if you think they'll help, Sir, but they're pretty sad!)

[Rose has attached a video what appears to be a ...mini piano... at least from the angle the phone vid is being taken from- don't look too hard when the video catches a glimpse from a different angle, there's a confused writhing Cthulhu-esque tumbleweed mass of cords and wires inside the thing visible from one end that doesn't have the shell fully on.
Someone plinks at the keys for the video, and the sound is... is... not very piano-y. But technically it has working keys that each produce a different sound that scales properly from left to right. Somehow.]

[ Glancing at his phone in surprise. He didn't think they would actually try and work the piano out. In spite of the failed product at the end, the fact that they even attempted warms his heart. ]

Thank you for reaching out to me about this, Rose.
I appreciate all the effort expended on trying to make it work.
It is all right if it was unsuccessful. I know it was a difficult ask, considering the limited parts available on this ship.
Fortunately, Breezy has agreed to lend me his piano for the time being.

May I still have the prototype? I would like to keep it enshrined in my room.

Of course, sir, it will be dropped off in front of your cabin within 5 minutes. It's heavy, so take care when you pick it up.

[And it is, with a knock to signal its arrival, though Rose or whoever will be gone pretty much immediately after the drop-off. The mini-not-piano has several !!WARNING!! stickers pasted all over it that all insist the thing is NOT to be cracked open even in case of malfunction and should be disposed of by dropping it off at x or x Forge-run facilities, NOT by putting it out with the trash. It is indeed rather heavy for its size. It does, however, look nice. Fancy, even. Enjoy.]

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[ He blinks as he glances around, having expected Rose to at least stick around and say hello. He does bring the mini-not-piano inside and sets it up as a display piece, smiling faintly at the earnest attempt before sending another text: ]

Thank you for the delivery and once more for the effort. Even if you did not make it fully functional, I would still like to repay you sometime.
What would Forge like in terms of baked goods?

[Its a nice quiet afternoon right.
Unfortunately, their email receives a forwarded email from Yingxing:]

FWD FWD FWD FWD RE: Don't delete this message the last person who..

[Another notification.]

FWD FWD FWD IMPORTANT A CURSE HAS FALLEN

[Another.]

RE RE FORWARD TODAY OR DIE LIKE A 56 YEAR OL...

FWD FWD FWD FWD FWD FWD SHE THOUGHT THIS WAS SPAM AND THEN LOST EVERYONE

FWD FWD FWD LUCK FOUND YOU OR WAS IT UNLUCK

[ Did Lithium fall for ancient chainmail spam, or is the ship fucking with all of them again? ]

Exactly how many people am I supposed to forward this to?
And what will happen to us all if I do not?
I need to know how high to escalate this on my list of priorities.

As many as possible
do you want to take that chance
VERY HIGH

That's how the ghosts get you

What ghosts exactly?

The ghosts my fiance summoned.

Why and how did he summon ghosts to the ship?
I feel as though I am missing something from this story.

He got one of those ghost board things and I dared him to use it. Shit. Oh my god, I did this. That's why you have to forward it

An ouija board...
All this fuss over a children's board game?
Are you sure the ghosts were real?

All right, so maybe they're not real, but what if they were? Would you risk it

Very well.
I will do this favor for you and pass along the message to the other Sirens
to protect you and your family from ghosts that are more than likely not real.

Thanks.

You're not so bad after all. I thought you'd push back a little more

I know how far-fetched matters on this ship may seem,
but taking them too lightly has led to several deaths already.
I do not want to take any chances where everyone's safety is concerned.

Does that mean you're good with me sending you more

[ Feeling regret already. ]

How many more do you need to send exactly?

Come on I'll owe you one. What if I sent you pictures of my cat

[ That's not as enticing of an offer as Lithium seems to think, but Friday will humor him. For now. ]

Very well, you may send me more of these forwarded emails.
Please try not to overfill my inbox too much.
I need space for other emergency messages.

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You're a real life saver. If it comes to it I'll fight the ghosts for you. Is there anything you want fixed? Or made? I'm good with making shit

[ He's glad Lithium can't hear him groaning in suffering. ]

Please do not worry about repayment.
It is I who owe you.
After all, I nearly let you perish once.

I wish to atone in whatever manner I can.

Friday, you doing okay?

I am.
We were able to heal in time that no one else died except

Jewel.

Have you spoken to him yet?

I'm sorry, I haven't.

There is no need to apologize.
It has been a busy time,
and I am certain you already have your hands full with the rest of Cirrus.

Who was the heart from your family?

Breezy.

I am sorry he had to suffer.
I will try and pay him a visit once we have all recovered and bring him some snacks.
I suppose he would prefer a bottle of wine,
but I would like to give him something more nutritionally sound than that.

Do you have any suggestions?

Anything to do with apples or apple flavors.

I could try my hand at an apple pie if I can find fresh apples among the list of ingredients.
You are once again welcome to play a taste-tester if you wish.

I'm more than happy to join you and help you out there.

Are you also doing well, by the way?
I feel as though I have not seen you in some time,
and I should rectify that.

ah! So you miss me, Friday? I miss you! I've been okay. Just distracted, I guess.

I do, and I can lend an ear if it is anything you wish
to discuss.
I know a lot has happened as of late.

I really have no right to complain about anything. Nothing's happened to me. But I don't need that, either. I'm not used to it, and so I prefer other things than having people listening to me complain when they're willing to spend time with me, anyway.

It would not be complaining but simply an unburdening of whatever is weighing on you.
However, if you would prefer a distraction, we could do something aboard the ship that you enjoy.

Perhaps visit the cat cafe?

Oh? Do you have someone who does this sort of thing for you, too?

No one dedicated to the task,
but we all find our own ways of coping.

I sometimes play piano or visit my sister where she is slumbering and speak with her.
Even if she cannot reply, it is still comforting being around her.

That's what I thought. When you're free, how about we go see your sister together?

I would like that.
I am actually about to visit her now if you would like to meet up?
I will bring some treats.

Yeah, of course! I'll meet you outside Siren's, then? Or do you prefer somewhere else?

You can find me outside of the Siren's cabins.
I will be waiting for you there.

[ Sam shows up not long after. He has a few flowers with him. Not enough to be a traditional oversized bouquet, but enough that one could make a nice little arrangement in a bind. Where he got such flowers is a mystery, though. (not really, upon closer inspection they are handcrafted out of wood. Very pretty!) ]

Hey! Sorry if you were waiting long. Ready?

[ He smiles at him as he holds a basket full of cranberry and orange muffins. He also has a thermos full of warm tea. ]

I am, and your bouquet is beautiful. Did you make them yourself?

[ he laughs sheepishly. ]

Yeah actually. Not recently, but I like to take some with me when I travel. Never know when I'm gonna meet someone worthy of them, you know? [ he winks before offering one all galant-like, although he won't make Friday actually have to physically accept it. ] You got your hands full and they're mostly for your sister, but please take at least one for yourself, too, before we leave.

Smells good. Looks like you've been really practicing, Friday.

Oh– [ His eyes widen slightly before his wings close around his cheeks to hide some of the faint coloring there. ] Thank you. I have received many bouquets in the past from fans before but never wooden ones that were so finely and carefully crafted.

[ He slides it into his pocket for now. ]

I feel as though I should make you something in return for the gift, though I am not as skilled in craftwork. Would you be opposed to an original piano composition?

[ oh, that's very cute. ] That sounds lovely, but your piano composition is worth a lot more than a rose, especially to your agency. Would that be okay or would you get in trouble?

Besides ... it's a gift. I appreciate your desire to reciprocate, but I don't give expecting anything in return. So no pressure. That's not to say I won't appreciate whatever you want to offer in turn, but ... I come from a high society family and understand the pressure of etiquette on gifts. I definitely don't want you to feel any of that here between us, yeah?

It would not. I am allowed to do what I want with any music I write and perform in my own time for friends. The agency only owns a modest percentage of what I record and release officially under their label.

[ He motions to Sam to follow as he starts to lead him towards where the bodies of the comatose are slumbering. ]

Oh? That's good to hear.

[ he's going to follow. ]

[ He takes him to where his sister is lying peacefully and checks on the flowers he left. ]

I do not know if you have formally met yet, but this is Ava. Even if you have not, you must know of her music.

...Ava, this is Sam, a kind friend.

[ Sam blinks, going to sit down in one of the seats near her beside as Friday works. He seems to debate, like he's hesitating before saying: ] ]

... Oh, of course you would be siblings with AYU. I'm not sure how I didn't immediately realize that just from your looks, you are siblings through and through. I didn't know she was here, though...I don't think I did, anyway. I'm sorry, this must be hard.

[ He shakes his head gently. ]

It is all right. Not many make the connection right away in spite of our ear wings. Her presence is very magnetic, and her talent in singing and dancing is without compare.

Did you ever get the chance to watch any of her live concerts?

[ tilts his head. ] You're very magnetic, too. It feels a little sad compared to hers from what I remember, but I imagine you've been through a lot protecting her.

I haven't.

That is kind of you to say, and I wish I could have protected her from this ship and the affliction she is now under. [ He takes her hand in his for a moment. ] I can only hear her voice now from all her songs and recordings...Do you have any siblings yourself?

I understand, but it's not your fault. We'll find a way to help her.

[ a pause. ] ...I did.

[ He frowns at the past tense and glances at Sam. ]

What happened to them if you do not mind me asking?

Suicide.

I am sorry. I know it is hard to bear and even harder to find purpose afterwards, but please know you are not alone.

Has your family at least somewhat filled the void with their presence?

... Sorry, this feels so shitty to tell you when you're trying so hard here, Friday. Thank you, really.

My family is dead. There isn't anyone left. [ not entirely true but it might as well be. that's a story for another time. ]

There is no need to apologize. I am glad you trust me enough to share something so intimate, even if it is disquieting.

[ He stands up and holds his hand out towards Sam. ]

I wish I could bring peace to your heart. I do not know if music could achieve that for you in the same way it has for me.

[ Ah... really, what a sweet person. he reaches to take Friday's hand. ]

I'm not very talented in music myself, but I do like some.

[ He smiles and sandwiches Sam's hands between his own, rubbing over his knuckles comfortingly. ]

Do you prefer pop or classical?

Classical. [ ....oh this (that smile and the overall gesture) must be the aria charisma at play. ]

I will play something for you next time you come by the Siren's cabins then. I have a piano now in our soundproof practice room.

It's a date, then. I'll bring you something nice.

[ His wings shift around his cheeks. ]

There is no need for you to stress yourself bringing something on my behalf. Coming with me to visit my sister and help keep her company is gift enough. I feel as though she is more stimulated when there are more voices than simply mine to listen to.

I know, but you just look so happy when you receive things I can't help but want to bring stuff. I'll keep it simple, promise.

[ How embarrassing. Is he really that present-starved? His wings further obscure his face. ]

Yes, something small if you absolutely must. Would you like to try the treats I brought along now? I need your honest opinion on my progress. Please hold nothing back.

[ he's in good company. ]

Of course! They smelled great, so that's a good sign so far. [ he's going to take one to try it. ]

I did my best to follow the recipe exactly, and I did not use someone with a suspect username this time. They were simply called "mattthecat." I will pour you some tea to wash it down.

[ He unscrews the cap of the thermos and fills it with warm tea before holding it out towards Sam. ]

[ he'll take the tea with a grateful smile before you to take a bite of the muffin. He gives it a moment, really putting the effort into giving it a good consideration on how it is as he chews before swallowing and finally taking a sip of the tea. ]

Did you try them yourself already?

I did. The muffins seemed good to me. I would not say they are the best I have ever eaten given how many muffins I have tried in the past from far better bakers than I, but they were edible.

Tell me what makes the others better to you? Or would make this better?

Small touches, like certain ingredients and a seasoned baker's penchant for timing. Sometimes having a dough with a cakier texture and a hint of extra citrus zest could make all the difference in the world. I am far from mastering that instinct they possess.

That comes with time, trial, and error. But knowing these things and what you're looking for really help.

The ingredients, though... well, hopefully we'll be off this hellboat soon.

I usually like my muffins to be less cakey and on the less sweet side, so this has a good consistency to me.

I am glad. I will remember that for next time. Is there a particular flavor you favor? I was making these more for myself and the family since Ava cannot eat much at the moment...

Oh, I really like pistachio muffins...

I have never tried those before, but there is a first time for everything. I will make those next if I can procure some fresh pistachios on the ship. I know the lounge tends to be stocked with nuts.

It's a really strange flavor, to be fair, I think? I can't place it .. doesn't really taste like a pistachio to me... but pistachio cakes and muffins are usually so tasty som somehow.

Maybe I just like green sweet food, because I like pistachio ice cream and mint ice cream too. I think I would like mint chocolate muffins if I like chocolate chip muffins, but I only like chocolate chips in cookies for some reason.

Mint and chocolate...does that not taste like eating chocolate after you have just brushed your teeth to you?

[ he laughs. ]

Actually, you would think that, right? It makes sense, even, but it's not a taste like that, at all. I guess maybe now like a chocolate candy cane, but even that isn't quite right. I know a really really good chocolate place in the city that makes delicious peppermint hot chocolate. If you ever want to try it, I'll definitely take you there for it.

I would like that should we ever return, though it is often difficult for me to go out in public without being swarmed. I would have to disguise myself like my sister often did.

Would you still talk to me if we do go back?

Yeah, hmm... I can probably rent the place out for us so you don't have to worry about that too much, if it helps. Still have to get you there, but once inside you can relax. [ aw. ]

Why would I not talk to you once we go back? I feel like I should be more worried and asking that about you rather than the other way around. You're the popular one.

[ His eyes widen slightly. ]

I was not aware you were that wealthy. [ Says the man who is obscenely wealthy, but he did not think the Cirrus family had that much money to their names. ] And I would find time if I had a reason to take more breaks from my usual schedule. I had not had many before coming on this cruise aside from spending time with my sister.

I hope you have DND on so this doesn't disturb your sleep schedule. but how about you let me take you out for a date? Maybe date is a strong word because I'm not about to treat you out to a night on the town from here, but just hanging out the two of us. All in good fun, no strings attached!

I do happen to be awake on account of the other Sirens drinking more than they probably should have...and would not be opposed to a late night date.

Or gathering if you would prefer that term? I do not mind either way.
Where should I meet you?

[ oh he didn't mean now he thinks about clarifying that in case it came off pushy; but he ultimately takes that as Friday really needs to get out so...! ]

Lounge?

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Very well. I will see you soon.

[ He slips his shoes on and sneaks out to head to the lounge while everyone else is resting (he hopes). ]

[ Sam will be waiting for him at the lounge bar, but as soon as Friday arrives he'll get up to his feet to greet him. ]

Heeeyyy~! Wanna get a table or do you prefer the bar seating?

[ He gives Sam a small smile and waves him over. ]

Bar seating is fine. There is no one else here at this hour. I believe most others are also sleeping off their earlier drinks.

Most people can't say no to free alcohol, I guess, although the irony is we have unlimited supplies of it every day here.

I doubt anyone could keep with that much alcohol-intake without it severely impacting their health. Even if we cannot die on this boat, our bodies are still susceptible to other maladies.

Should I serve you anything?

Actually, that's a good mention. We probably can get ourselves still into bad health personally with icky habits.

[ eyes go wide and he puffs his cheeks. ] Huh, what? No, no! This is an equal opportunity outing; no serving or hosting behavior allowed.

I apologize. It is a force of habit, but I also did not want you to go thirsty. I was going to fix some ice tea with lemon for myself.

Well, we're gonna work to break that habit~! [ somehow... ]

I think I'll just have some water for now until we decide here from the menu. Are you hungry? It's pretty late, but still...

[ He pours some water for him and ice tea for himself then slides into the seat beside Sam. ]

I would not mind a midnight snack, even if it is a bit past midnight. Did you have appetizers in mind or something else?

I realize it has been a long time since our last correspondence.
If you are free, would you like to go bird watching again or perhaps take a stroll through the library or gardens?

It has, but I would appreciate seeing you again.
I will meet you in the library.
I need to pick up new books since I already finished the ones I was reading.

Splendid. Then I shall meet you there.
I must admit I am a bit curious if you have any recommendations for me.

I should have a few, assuming you have not already everything yet.
I will see you soon.

[ He's carrying his checked out books to the library and setting them back in their proper place for Jun. ]

[ He arrives not a few moments later and tilts his head to see if he can catch the name of the latest one as Friday shelves it. ]

[ He startles a little at Jun's appearance before smiling. ]

It is nice to see you again, and there have been a lot of books on philosophy lately, especially regarding the self and the metaphysical self. I did briefly read a fictional love story involving two robots in a post-apocalyptic world as a palate cleanser.

Hello, Friday. It is nice to see you again as well.

And your reading material seems rather on point given the nature of this cruise. Might you point me in the direction of your palate cleanser. Provided it has a positive or at least neutral ending.

I was hoping some of these books might be able to explain the memories we have been given and how linked we are to our other selves..

[ He picks out the book for Jun. ]

It is called Shell-e. I hope you will enjoy it. It may seem deceptively juvenile, but there are some surprisingly complex themes woven within.

[ Takes it and holds it carefully in his hands for a moment. ]

That's an interesting notion — that someone might hide such knowledge in plain sight or rather — like a needle in a haystack for one of us to discover.

Have you come across any interesting theories?

None of substance. Philosophy of the self does not explain the sudden growth of new appendages or...halos. [ He gestures to the one on his head. ] Ever since my last memory, I found I could grow more wings as well.

Another set of wings?

[ Glances up at the halo ]

Friday. Gain any more and you'll be the most Angelic out of all of us.

Two more aside from the ones already on my head...and the ones that occasionally grow from my back. I would not say I was particularly angelic in those memories. More like something alien...

[ He shakes his head. ]

Do you have any literary recommendations for me in return? Another palate cleanser perhaps?

Milo and Knit.

[ Pulls out a book from the shelves ]

It's a story about a creature who arrives from another world and how they become part of a family. It's quaint. Perhaps a little mindless at times. But a good distraction if that is what you are looking for.

[ As he holds the book out to him ]

Are your visions not treating you well?

[ He shakes his head again. ]

My past self had a more troubled life and more grief. Perhaps, I could envision myself as the alien who arrives at another world only to be adopted, though I would insist they take Ava too.

Have you looked at your own at all?

I have.

According to that performance— the one with the wisps that glowed— by all rights, I should be a dragon. But in all of them, I've only witnessed an awkward human not too unlike myself.

I'm sorry to hear that the you in your visions also lived a life of grief. And such that you also called them memories, I am sorry that you have to take upon yourself the burden of them.

[ His eyes widen a little. ]

A dragon? [ He looks Jun up and down, and well, he can see it. His feathers move in front of his cheeks as he looks away. ]

That is better than whatever I turned into...I was some kind of giant, metallic conductor and then something else entirely. I believe they were deities of some sort.

A wingless yet wealthy dragon. Or so the wisps led me to believe. I suppose once until the Ticketmaster grants me a vision with my dragon self, I cannot completely verify such a claim.

[ It is Jun's turn to glance at Friday silently for a moment before he places a hand on his shoulder ]

I think an angel of music would be awe-inspiring. But perhaps that's because I'm finding I have an inherent fondness for the divine.

I do not know if it was divine or simply monstrous...there were those trying to kill me. I could not tell you why, but I do not believe it was because I was good-hearted.

It does not matter though...that is no longer who I am. [ Not if he can help it. ]

I'm glad to hear that as I very much appreciate and am grateful for the person who exists right now in front of me.

I do find it wild, though, how many of the people in the visions are something more than human. It only makes me more curious on what exactly their criteria for a "legend" is.

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I could not say...I do not believe we are all inhuman or divine. Gray's own visions did not feature anything particularly fantastic or outlandish.

Legend or not, there is something extraordinary about all of us, even those not chosen to go on this voyage. No life is more important than any other.

sup friday
i ended up speaking with nana

Oh? What did she say?

she told me we dont have to worry about it
that she would handle everything 4 us
w/o having to do a quest

That seems rather generous of her.
Maybe she felt somehow responsible given the length some people have been asleep on this ship.

May I ask what you told her exactly?

all i asked was if it was possible to get some kind of fancy state of the art facility for them all.
with like
super comfort
she seemed surprised that someone was asking about a more comfortable space 4 them instead of4 ourselves
and said that we already go through a lot
so thought that this much she could do

That indeed is very kind of her to agree so readily.
I know I should simply be grateful, but I still cannot help but think there might be a catch.

I suppose we have no choice but to wait and see.

im not the trusting sort
but ill give nana the benefit of the doubt
that girl never rests

That is true.
Her dedication to her craft is both troubling and aspirational at the same time.
Did she tell you when we can expect to see these changes?

she didn't give me a timeline
other than she said she would have to talk with the showmaster
which is the part i dislike
but she said she was confident things would b approved
and that its the least the showmaster could do

Then we will have to wait and see if she makes good on her promise.
In the meantime, I appreciate you approaching her on both our behalves.

If you ever need anything for me in return, please do not hesitate to ask.
I will be forever indebted to you.

nah don't worry about it
all i did was ask
thx tho
ill message u again if i hear anything new

I would appreciate that.
I will continue to go and check in on them and let you know if
I observe anything myself as well.

sounds good
thx again
lets keep each other updated
👋

Of course.
I will see you around.
Please take care of yourself, Forte.

you okay?

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I apologize I could not reply sooner.
I could neither speak nor type until now.

I am all right now.
How about you?

Glad you're okay now. Was worried about you. I'm fine. I should have come check on you last night.

It was better that you did not.
I was not quite myself,
and I would not have wished to cause you any harm.

Still ...

It was also quite messy,
and I would have felt guilty about the unfortunate image that would have left you with of me.

...I'm just really glad you're okay now, then.

As am I.
If you would like to take your mind off it,
we could visit the movie theater later and see what is playing?

That sounds fun, actually.

That is great.
I can meet you there once I have cleaned up the space enough.
I do hope they have musicals playing again.

It would be nice if we caught a rendition of My Fair Lad.

They usually have a good variety! So I would say we have a pretty good chance.

There were some good films the last time I went.
I rarely got to visit the movie theaters back in Estoria,
so I am glad I can make up for lost time and experience them once more.

Is there anything else you would like to do for yourself?

Movie marathon it is, then! Nah, I haven't gotten to watch some movies in a while, so that's pretty exciting.

We can at least make an extra concerted effort to stay for your favorite genres if they are playing.
Which ones do you like?

I usually watch mysteries and romantic comedies the most.

Then it should be easy to find something to suit both our palates.
I am just about finished here.
How about I meet you there in fifteen minutes for the movie date?

Sounds great! See you there, Friday.

You too.

[ He will be waiting outside the theater in a nice outfit, holding a stem with a few white lily buds on it. ]

[ Sam's dressed in a business suit, so he looks good! He will smile when he sees Friday and give him a wave. ]

Nice to see you.

[ He returns the smile. ]

You look very handsome.

[ He breaks the stem in his hand a bit shorter before sliding it into Sam's breast pocket. ]

I know it is not as nice as the wooden ones you made, but I am not much of an artist when it comes to handicrafts.

A compliment and a gift from such a beautiful person, you definitely know how to make my morning already.

[ He'll reach to gently cup the other's face with both hands if he lets him and just sort of give him a once over, tilting Friday's head a little side to side, too, to make sure he's okay and all in one piece for real. ]

[ He blinks in surprise before raising his wings to keep them away from his fingers, though he's not sure what Sam is looking for. ]

I did take a few showers earlier if you are worried about me being dirty. I would never show up to a date unkempt.

...Ahaha!

That's not it at all. I'm just checking for cuts or bruises or other things like swollen lymph nodes suggesting you still need attention paid to your health. You sirens always go so hard in the performances.

Jem healed me thoroughly earlier, and the post-performance game helped with any other residual effects. My lymph nodes are also fine.

[ Though he does lurch a little when Sam brushes the spot where his throat was cut. ]

I appreciate the worry, but we will miss the start of the movie. It is not My Fair Lad, but it is another romantic comedy– Sunstruck.

[ pulls his hands back and goes to grab Friday's hand instead, giving it a squeeze as he tugs him along. ]

Ah, I really love that one, let's hurry—!

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[ He follows after Sam quickly. ]

Do you want to stop for popcorn and snacks first? I do not want you to go hungry the whole two hours while it plays, and I quite like the Sourpatch Children.

Okay okay! They're really good for movie watching, I agree! No drink for me, though, I always have to pee during the movie if I do...

You are allowed to get up and use the restroom...especially if you have seen this film before. I will not judge you for it.

[ He will get a drink for himself to go with the tray of snacks because the popcorn will most definitely make him thirsty. ]

But, I wanna watch the whole thing with you... okay, okay. I'll get one, too, so if you have to pee we can go at the same time and miss the wake part!

[ will get some more candy and a drink as well.
]

Yes, if that will make you feel better, we can make a trip us two then you can let me know what I missed.

[ He tries to balance as much of the food as he can with one hand before gently snagging Sam's hand with the other to tug him inside. ]

Come on, I can hear the film starting already.

[ Sam is going along, holding his drink with his free hand because Friday is already doing an amazing job balancing everything but he definitely doesn't want him doing all the work. he makes sure to keep up, too, as to not disturb Friday's balance. ]

Great, I'm curious what you'll think of it.

[ He sets everything down as they arrive the seats and lifts the armrest between them so he can put the large bag of popcorn there...and so he can lean against Sam, resting his head on his shoulder as he stares up at the screen. ]

I am sure I will if you think so highly of it.

[ Friday I really so cute, it's unfair! Sam will enjoy the closeless,meaning his own head a bit against Friday's with soft hum before whispering. ]

Used to be one of my dad's favorites, so I grew up seeing a lot of snippets before finally getting the chance to see the whole thing.

I am glad you got to experience some of it with him and to have that memory even if it may also make you forlorn about the past. Was your father the same in both your memories in Estoria and in your visions?

Oh ... I ... don't know, actually. I haven't seen the faces of my parents other than here, yet. I'm not sure if something is blocking them...? What about you?

My sister is obviously the same, and...I saw the face of my real mother in my visions and someone who I think may have been my father, but they do not look anything like my parents Estoria. Given my parents adopted the two of us when we were infants, it is possible I could have had parents similar to the ones in my vision at some point. They may even still be alive somewhere.

Ah... well, I'm glad your sister is still with you in this life. I would hope if your biological parents are still around they wouldn't have had circumstances making them abandon you both...

I would like to hope they would not except under extreme duress, especially with how loving my mother seemed in my visions. I wish I could have known what movie she likes, if there were any on this alien planet we came from.

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So you were adopted in both lives?

I do not know if I was adopted in the other one. There was a man with black headwings in my visions and who dressed like a priest. I think he may have been my father, but he also did not share many physical characteristics with my sister and me.

No ..?

I will have to check more visions to know for certain. If I could locate the records of my adoption, perhaps I could know more, but my parents were always insistent they were my real birth parents in spite of them lacking certain physical characteristics.

[ His wings twitch and brush against Sam's cheek. ]

[ they tickle which gets Sam to give a hushed laugh. ] I love them, so I'm very glad you have them.

Have you seen others besides your sister with them before? I'm pretty isolated, admittedly, so while they don't look strange to me I can't think of anyone before you two...

[ He tickles Sam's cheek again with it. ]

I had not before I ran into Moretta of the Eonia family. Galaxea can also grow some, though his are tied to his blessing rather than a regular feature of his appearance.

I do not believe I am related to either of them, but it would be nice to think of there being a whole race of us somewhere.

...I would imagine there must be.

[ brushes the wing with his fingers, thoughtful. ]

Since there are people with ears and tails, too.

[ He bites his lip as Sam touches his feathers, swallowing down a small noise as his wings twitch. ]

I will have to look further around Estoria if we return then. Maybe I could find some aunts, uncles, cousins...it would feel less isolating.

Do you feel isolated because of your appearance ...? Or because of your life situation?

Both. My sister was my only friend as we grew up under the ever watchful eyes of our parents, but then I came here and got to spend time with the other Arias and you...I would hate for all this to end.

Well... I don't think it has to end if you don't want it to? I rather like your company. And I think the other Arias are quite fond of you, too.

Then let us try and meet again and again if we ever return to Estoria. I would like to at least hold onto that much even if I must return to touring and a hectic schedule.

I do not wish to feel alone again.

I'll come see you as many times as you like, any time. I'm not going anywhere unless you get rid of me yourself.

...I also don't like feeling alone.

[ He slowly tips his head to the side to press a soft kiss to Sam's mouth, letting it linger for a bit before rubbing the back of Sam's neck affectionately. ]

I really appreciate it and extend the same offer if you ever need it. It does not matter what time of day.

[ oh, Sam didn't expect this forwardness but he is by no means unhappy by it. he'll return the kiss, pressing into it with a soft exhale through his nose as he enjoys the very pleasant sensation. he'll gently press his forehead against Friday's when he responds. ]

Are you sure...? You're a lot more burdened than I am, so...

Usually by performances, helping my family, or visiting my sister, but I will find time for you as well. I have less of a hectic schedule than I do on Estoria. I may as well take advantage of it.

Haha, thank you. It means a lot to me.

[ He lifts his wing and rests his head on Sam's shoulder. ]

I think the two leads are finally meeting. We will talk more after the movie, and I can walk you back to Cirrus.

[ cozies up against, putting an arm around Friday's shoulders to watch the movie, feeling pretty happy for this conversation and meeting. ]

[ Snuggles up closer so he can enjoy the movie with him in the otherwise empty theater, indulging in the placid normalcy of it all. ]

How are you holding up?

We fared better than most and only had to take
part in an unwilling puppet show at the end.

How about you and your new family?
Are you all right?

We're all good. They're in high spirits. Thanks for asking.

That is a relief.
I know some other families did not escape without harm.

Did your cabins also change?

yeah but not for the better like i heard about others getting. I've spent all afternoon cleaning it after I checked on Cirrus. Really obnoxious.

Ours has had mixed reviews.
I am not fond of the sand...

How did Unholy Disorder's change?

Sand? Chalkboard wall and a bunch of literal trash and junk. Even the table is just a bunch of boxes stacked. Didn't need the chalkboard, either, since you can just draw on the wall. This was definitely a downgrade compared to everything else the other Families got, even if people in the other Families aren't thrilled with their new aesthetics. Considering I'm quite possibly the richest person on this boat, I'm not digging it at all. I don't mind bare minimum, I would take an empty room with 4 walls and a roof just fine. But filling it with junk is just ... I don't know... I want to say the ghosts are kids and excuse them, but there's too much actual trash for me to be convinced it was kids and not enough aesthetics that kids like. I don't want my Family having to come back from an uncomfortable and terrible performance and this be their safe haven. But I have no control, which probably makes me the most annoyed of all. I'm gonna just live in my room and never come out. Good thing I brought a portable stove and shit, I guess.

[ That seems way worse than the sand. ]

Sam.

Do you need me to stop by and clean it for you? Because I will.

no nono. No worries, I'm a great house husband. It's been cleaned! Besides, there's no way I'm letting you get on your hands and knees over this kind of renovation behavior.

That might be the most attractive thing you have ever said to me thus far.

Did you use the floor cleaner that smells like almond cookies? Or the mint mirror and surface cleaner? And what about that polish that leaves the floors feeling like silk after?

Wait?! You know about those products?!

I do.
I cannot use any products with substandard scents.
I do not want everything to smell overly sterile.

Tell me how you started? Do you do the floors or tabletops first?

omg you're so cute!! we got a go shopping for products together when we're back on shore! I usually do the tabletops first with a basic wipe-down using a cloth or something and then move the table out of the room to do the floor. Then I'll clean the tables with actual cleaner while waiting for the floor to dry. that's also a good time to wash any tablecloths together I've found.

[ Is it weird this is turning him on..................................probably, yes, it's very weird. Try and be normal about cleaning challenge. ]

A wise choice.
That way all the dust and dirt you swipe off the table can fall to the floor, and you can pick it up with the vacuum afterwards.

Would you ever want to clean together?

[ When you just really love the Clean!! ... Also it could definitely be worse on the weird factor scale. ]

Exactly you understand perfectly! Yes, absolutely, this is a must-do bonding activity for us.

Then please invite me over the next time your new cabins get dirty.
I would do the same, but I am told I am not allowed to remove the sand in ours.

As much as I would like to.

how much sand ...?

Any number above 0 sand is too much already.
How am I supposed to live like this long term?

Where is the sand exactly?

On the floor.
Where else would it be?

Though some of it has already found its way into my socks somehow.

through the whole cabin??

Mostly in the common areas and in the special family room,
but everyone keeps dragging it further outwards by stepping in it.

Oh.. I see. It could be nice in the Family Legend room especially if it's all beachlike, but it being in the common areas sucks, sorry they're being weird about that.

I am not sure if you can go in if you want to enjoy that beach atmosphere,
but you can indulge in it well enough for the two of us.

Wow, you guys got a beach? We got an unfinished basement.

That seems ominous.
Is there anything else inside the basement?

banker boxes stacked into the shape of a table, some snacks, some weird oil barrels converted into ugly chair-like objects, a really elegant and quality dining table that has an ugly gouge like someone had a bad temper tantrum on it that is just leaning up against the wall ...

I feel as though you need to redecorate and make it more welcoming.
At the very least, your family's ghosts might appreciate a better ambience than a basement
that someone would likely get murdered in.

why couldn't they have just made it ballpit or something?

I think a ball pit would actually be worse than a
questionable basement.
Do you know how many children leak fluids inside of those?
They never get properly cleaned either.

[ the fact that Friday is objectively correct in his agreements has no bearing here. ]

Where do you read this stuff? You've almost-guaranteed never been near a ballpit in your life, nevermind in one.

I really have not, but I have seen some in films...and online.
They usually have a lot of small children inside of them, and children are walking petri dishes of germs.

oh, hey, hey! There're no children on this boat, and I'm pretty sure no one on this boat is ballsy enough to pee in a ball pit.

I would not count that possibility out given how much
some guests on this boat drink.

However, if a ball pit would bring you more comfort, I am sure Forge would not be opposed to helping construct one for your family room.

nope, no ball pits. I've suddenly lost faith in the common sense of people on this boat.

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It really took you this long?

I try to have faith in people!

You have more faith in them than I do,
and for that, I commend you.

I hope you get rewarded with the ball pit of your dreams.

I would definitely prefer something else, but I think my dog would like one.

Your dog deserves one,
though that increases the likelihood of bodily wastes inside of it.
What kind of dog is it?

Red husky pup with beautiful blue eyes. He's pretty cute, you should come see him if you like pets. Duran told me Eonia needed some puppy therapy, so I'm gonna visit them soon. He loves people. His name is John Watson. Johnny or Wats for short. My cat is little girl, her name is Sherlock Holmes. Sher or Sherry for short.

Is he on the boat?
I do want to visit him and your cat too if she is also around.
So long as neither of them attack my wings, but I will wear a hat just in case.

Yeah, they're both here! They'll happily meet with you. Sher might try to touch your wingsbut she'll also bat at your hair. Wats won't do either, though.

I will keep to the hat.
I have molted enough from stress aboard this ship.
I would look too unsightly were I simply to have featherless wings...

Oh, that would... look really sad, yeah. Besides, they're supposed to make you relaxed not stressed, so we'll make sure to keep your hat on.

Thank you.
In the meantime I hope you take care of yourself.
I will stop by soon with treats for all three of you.

we'll be here for you when you're ready. ♥ take care, too, Friday.

You all right? Not sure if you were at the performance.

I misses this one fortunately.
Were you involved?
Were you harmed at all?

Oh, good.

I was involved, but I'm okay. It was more psychological than anything, but I didn't even get targeted, thankfully. Can't say the same for everyone else, though, it looked like. So I'm really glad you weren't there.

Were there any other families that perished?
No one from my own was harmed my own.

Hmm ... not that I noticed. Don't hold me to that, of course, but ... There was no mass death, at least. And apparently not all of the performances were Family-specific. Some of it was like that princess game I guess.

Then I will let you know if I hear anything on my end from anyone.
I am glad you were not there either.

Would you like some company regardless?

Yeah, if you're free!

I will meet you at the lounge for drinks then.
To help you relax after the performance.

Shall I see you in a few minutes?

sounds good see you there!

[ He'll be waiting at the lounge with a cup of wine before waving Sam over the moment he spots him. ]

Please have a seat. Let me fix something for you. I am not familiar with all the cocktails, but I can follow the recipe cards at the back of the bar.

[ comes to sit down next to him, giving a smile at the offer. ] Ah, you sure? Rusty Nail or Whiskey Sour, then, please.

[ He's just going to make sure any of them are on the recipe cards before nodding. ]

...Whiskey sour it is then. Would you like it on the rocks? This seems a bit strong.

[ Friday is so cute when he says things like that geez. Sam doesn't even know why, because it doesn't seem as cute if he tries to think of anyone else he knows saying the rams thing to him.. ]

Shaken and on the rocks is great.

Alright. I believe I saw a drink shaker somewhere back here...

[ He locates in and prepares the drink for Sam before serving it in a small glass with ice. He then nudges it over and motions Sam to lean over the bar. ]

I do have something sweet to dilute it a bit. Please close your eyes.

Hmm~? [ closing his eyes after leaning forward. ]

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[ He grabs a cherry and removes the stem before pressing it to Sam's lips. He follows up the gesture by leaning forward to kiss him, using his tongue to push the cherry inside of Sam's mouth. ]

[ well he's kissing back after accepting the cherry in his mouth, piercing it with his teeth by bitting down on it just enough to share the juice between them (without actually biting Friday's tongue.) ]

[ Friday sucks the juice straight off Sam's tongue, savoring the tartness of it for a few seconds before pulling away and nudging Sam's drink closer. ]

Now take a sip, and tell me if it tastes good?

[ licks his lips casually as he reaches for the drink when it's nudged close, going to take a sip. he gives the taste a moment to settle on his tongue before he swallows and responds. ]

Not as tasty as you, but it's good~. Thanks.

I am glad you think so.

[ He pours a glass of wine for himself before sliding into the seat next to Sam. ]

How has the return to the ship been treating you otherwise? It is difficult to fall into the old routine of performances and long days at sea without work. I have to clean just to maintain some semblance of sanity and normalcy.

[ sips from his drink, considering the question. ]

It's... hard. For a cruise there's just not a lot you can do. Even though I tried to prepare for almost a week beforehand to have everything I need here, it's still frustrating.

Communicating with my editors is hell on earth. Luckily, despite taking over as chair of the business, that's going smoothly because they all think I somehow had a really important vacation with the Limelight Stage that couldn't be missed. My editors kinda have the same impression, but they're still puzzled as to why I have such a bad connection.

I'm not exactly a fan of these idle games they have us play in between performances, either. I think I'd mind them less if the accommodations were better, but it just feels like constantly getting derailed with filler episodes.

And I'm worried about Forte. He's not doing so hot lately.

Filler...episodes? And with Moray falling into slumber, I do not blame him. I miss him too, and our cabins do feel even emptier for it. I hope he will be able to cope given what he learned about Moray just before Moray fell asleep.

It is all the more reason for me to come visit you both more often.

Sorry, I'm a writer and screenwriter, I use this kinda terminology, especially because the Showmaster is so obsessed with stories. Basically it's nonsensical stuff that doesn't justify being on this boat to experience. Maybe they will all tie in together, but my experiences go to negative harmful potentials for otherwise innocent but apparently pointless interactions.

Not sure if what he learned made it worse. He's very avoidant of the situation and selling heh u distraction. That's what I've been doing for the past several hours for him. He finally fell asleep, so I put him to bed.

It's understandable, I don't blame him, it's just this whole ship is dangerously fucked up emotional powdered that no one knows how to deal with, apparently, except with sleeping around with each other. Normally, this type of behavior is not the healthiest but can work for many people trouble, but we're basically in a cage of our own making. The drama on this ship regarding everyone's relationships really short circuits me. I try to underhand , but the fact is I never will. Both me and my vision self are not able to understand human emotions enough to assist people like I want to.

[ sighs. Drinks some more. ]

Maybe I'm actually jealous of everyone's connections rather than really think they're playing with fire, but...

I think you understand them more than you think...and I am sure most people are using the physical release and the brief high that comes with it to help escape the worst of what this ship offers and the visions.

[ Definitely guilty of that. ]

Or some people are so desperate for connection and comfort that they will use sex as a veil for intimacy they would otherwise not receive.

Is it helping? I guess it is since no one's blown a gasket yet, right? Although it's barely been a week.

I hope so, though I have not kept close track of many relationships outside of Siren. Even then, I am not sure who is pursuing who even within the Sirens, save for Gray and Ore naturally.

It's fine, I don't really want to know, anyway. I just hope everyone's not making this situation worse for themselves.

I as well. It would be rather perilous to grow too attached. We do not know what fate awaits us at the end of this, though the thought of saying goodbye and never speaking to one another also makes me uneasy.

That would probably be an individual choice rather than something we would all have to experience without choice, at least.

Attachments make the trauma and suffering harsher, but I guess it's impossible to not want to seek out companionship with others especially in a situation like this.

I guess it's a no win and the majority of us willingly signed up for this kind of thing so we can't blame anyone but ourselves in the end...?

I could have stayed on shore, but I wanted to know the truth. Or maybe I was looking for a way to escape the complacency of my former lifestyle.

I do not regret boarding the ship either time no matter how terrible it gets. It is better than living in ignorance, and I would also not be able to spend more time with you and the other Sirens.

... Well, I know for sure I don't regret spending more time with you. That does make it worth it.

I hope that means we can go on another date soon, though there is not much to do on this ship with the limited shops and areas open to us. Perhaps, I can make you a candlelit dinner on the top deck?

[ omg no one's done anything like that for him before, is Friday serious... ]

R-really?

Yes, really...unless you think it might be inedible. I will do my best. I followed all the baking recipes well enough thus far.

[ mumbles to himself ] If you're making it for me, I'll eat it even if it's dog shit.

[ puffs his cheeks a little bit. ] Come on, of course I wouldn't think that. I'm sure it'll be great.

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All the more incentive to try, but at base line, it will be edible. I would never feed you anything raw or overly burnt. Do you have any simple favorite foods I can try?

Uhm... I really like falafel. I think that's considered simple.

I have never made or eaten that before. It is deep-fried chickpeas, correct?

Yeah. It's a staple in my family.

Alright, I will do my best and avoid setting fire to any part of the ship. What is your preferred side with them? Any sauces?

[ laughs a bit. ]

Uhm, I like tahini, hummus, and tzatziki, but they might be hard to get all the spices for on the ship so anything is fine.

I could potentially get ingredients for them, but they may require a few tasks to get them done. Most of them tend to involve hand-holding or touching of some sort.

It's really not a big deal. But I mean, I'll help you with the tasks of course.

I would appreciate that. How about a dessert afterwards? You need to have dessert.

I really love strawberries....! Do you know pavlova? It might be too hard to make...

—Ahh, actually we can do is style sherbet! It's really easy. You just smash fruit and sugar together in a blender then freeze it fog eating in cups!

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Pavlova...it should not be too much of a challenge. It is mostly egg whites, correct? Granted, whisking it by hand might be a challenge, but I need to work out my arm muscles more anyway.

Mhm! I can help, too, I don't want you having to do it all by yourself...

If you really want to, I will not stop you. You have better forearms than I do.

[ He takes the excuse to brush his hands over one of them in evidence. ]

[ Sam reaches up to run his fingers up along the tip of one of Friday's ear wings in response. ]

[ His wings twitch under his fingers and fluff outwards as he tilts his head towards Sam. ]

Alright, it is a date. I will message you on a nice day when there are no performances or performance recovery, and we can work on everything together.

I like the sound of this, it'll be amazing~!

Alright. I will still try to include a surprise dish in there so you are not doing all the work for your own meal. And just to make you smile.

[ what a smooth talker. ]

[ He kisses Sam gently then finishes his drink. ]

Please expect a text from me soon when this is all ready. I hope you take care of yourself until then.

Don't worry, I will and I'll be here!

yoooo friday

can you distract the showmaster for like

idk

two or three hours?

I can try.
Why do you need me to distract her?

because i wanna talk shop with reps from the other families and share info in person

but i dont wanna do it in a fuckin cabin

Where are you going to talk with them if not in a cabin?

look i just wanna share and shoot the shit in cade's cafe without havin people in our shit

Alright. I am sure I can think of something to discuss with her.

Will you at least let us know what you all spoke about in secret?

oh yeah ofc

its all that group chat shit i shove at you guys

Thank you.
In the meantime, I will see about having her take care of all the sand everywhere.
We do not need that much of a beachy atmosphere in our cabins.

oh god yeah

you could yap at her about sand for hours

good thinking

Even better –
if I succeed, we will be rid of the sand.

good luck

You too.
I will let you know if anything comes of it.

Friday, you doing okay?

Our family won against all odds, so our punishments were minimal.
Aside from a few scrapes and bites, there is not much to worry over.
How about you?

You're okay, personally, then? As glad as I am your Family is overall fine, I'm worried about you specifically, not them. They seemed plenty fine at the endgame.

[ that and Jewel trashed him plenty during the chaos round. ]

I'm okay, just dealing with two people in particular I'm close to that had to spin that damn wheel. I think Disorder is fine... well, mostly. There was some emotional trouble due to the effects.

Yes, aside from the usual embarrassment.
My powers had been malfunctioning a bit, but I tied myself down with rope.

I am sorry that your close companions were affected.
Do you need any help with tending to them?

Your powers? I realize I don't even know what they are. Thanks. I don't know, I think Wisteria's Family is probably doing a better job at tending to him than I can in any sense Duran's more tricky. I'm just hoping he doesn't do any lashing out. I don't really want you involved in that in case it somehow gets messy.

For now, the ones affected are my ability to grow wings and fly.
I have had trouble keeping myself from flying into different surfaces.

And I will be sure to stay out of their way for the time being rather than make matters worse for them.
That reminds me...
I did tell Yue, Jem, and Miss Catherine Marsh about your wealthy family and their ties to the mafia during the game because I was compelled to share the secrets of others.

I apologize, but I doubt they would repeat it to anyone else.
Neither are the type to spread gossip.

wha

[ yue kind of has the biggest fucking mouth in his opinion but oh-kay maybe that's fine he actually really doesn't know shit about Yue so what does he actually know?!

And Cat will probably not care, that's probably right up her ally, anyway. She is actually great with keeping secrets.

Jem is probably fine, too, although he can't imagine she's gonna want Jewel hanging around him once they get off the boat considering she would want to protect him, so okay, might have to convince her he's not dangerous there—

Shit, he actually doesn't even recall how much he told Friday, either?? well, he just hopes they keep it all to themselves because it's not so much them knowing that puts him in a bind. It's mostly that he doesn't want them putting targets on themselves by making it sound like they are somehow affiliated simply by having such info. It's all fine, though, while they're on the boat, at least, even if it is a little shocking to hear.

( wow it's like Jun telling everyone he really wanted to get laid but wasn't having much success during PPP all over again!! eek. ) ]

oh yeah yeah it's ok I know you wouldn't do that without being forced to it shouldn't hurt anyone

I do not think it will.
We idols tend to travel with security and maintain clandestine private lives,
but if any of them do repeat it, I will take full responsibility and speak to them on your behalf.

If it it helps, it may have gotten lost in the mess of everything else that was happening at that moment and all the other secrets I dispensed.

[ He has a lot of people to apologize to... ]

[ poor Friday ]

yeah, you're right. And worst case I can alter their memories for their safety. Don't worry about it, seriously. I'm glad if that's the biggest deal that happened to you during this. Come have dinner with me if you're free?

You can do that?
Is that one of your blessings?

And I think you may have to bring dinner to me unless you do not mind waiting for me to stop flying around at random.

Yeah. I rarely use it, though, and only in extreme cases, since once you start playing with that it becomes very hard for those people as well as yourself to know what's genuine from that individual anymore or simply a result of tampering. I'm happy to bring it to you if you like or wait. What do you prefer? I understand if that sort of malfunction makes eating not so desirable.

I do not mind waiting.
I do not want to risk spilling your food everywhere.
It is either that or have you feed me while I am bound by rope,
which feels like more of a fifteenth-date type of activity.

Oh yeah, that does come off as weirdly kinky huh well, what am I cooking for you? I'll make sure the wait is worth it

As far as kinks go, it is not a bad one.

[ Maybe that was a little too forward of him to admit. ]

So I have read.
I would not mind chicken breast in lemon butter sauce and asparagus.
I can take care of the dessert.

Yeah, it's pretty harmless, right?

[ Sam doesn't seem bothered so Friday is totally fine. this is an 'express your kink opinions' safe zone ]

Will make sure it's one of the best you've had.

I admire your confidence and will look forward to it.
I have been practicing meringue as much as possible.
Do you have a flavor preference in return?

I like strawberry, peach, and melon flavors a lot!

Our tastes align well.
Then I will be sure to make it delicious enough for your palate and to
match your cooking.

Will you be all right in the meantime?
I may not be able to help much in person until this wears off,
but we can always text or call.

yeah! rest assured you don't need to worry about me this time. gonna take a shower and do Watson's and Sherlock's nails, actually.

Please send me pictures of them once you do.
I do miss seeing them and need to pay a visit soon.
Perhaps I can even introduce them to Sus if they do not mind other cats.

will do. I'm sure they miss you, too. they love other pets, actually, although I haven't had a lot of opportunity to introduce them.

Then I should hope Sus is the one who will get along with them.
He's a bit of a glutton for attention and is used to being the only cat for all of us Arias to spoil.

Cats deserve all the attention they can ever possibly receive.

I am sure he can share for at least an afternoon.
I will let you know when this wears off so we can have a pet playdate and dinner.

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