Group 4 Session 65b

<uSeaGM> **Group 4 Session 65b**
<uSeaGM>
<uSeaGM> The group's second encounter with the squid creatures went a lot better than the first; no one got eaten at all! Between hooves, claws and bullets the small squid were soon dealt with and Prism's quick thinking forced the leviathan that had caught the ship to retreat before it could drag anypony into the briny deep.
<uSeaGM> Because of the unexpected attack, regrouping with the fishing boats has been pushed back a little. You have two hours until you reach your destination, enough time for the crew to make sure nothing important was damaged in the attack and enough time for you all to get something to eat. Speaking of which...
<uSeaGM> Genie has invited you all to the ship's galley for breakfast. She will join you after checking in with her crew. You don't even need a guide; Cerberus's nose will lead the way.
<uSeaGM> Some of the group have been to the galley before. There are a dozen metal tables and benches all fixed to the ground. You can see into an open adjoining kitchen where a yellow and red mare (who Whisper is embarrassingly familiar with) is tidying away various pots, pans, and utensils that were thrown around during the squid encounter.
* Whisper blushes upon seeing the mare and slides down into a seat, hoping she won't notice him.
<uSeaGM> She turns and gives you a wave as you enter, but when she spots Whisper she stares at him like he might suddenly turn into a fish.
* Whisper waves and gives a weak smile when he sees that he's been spotted.
* Berrybeard was sleeping in a barrel half full of apples and knows everything about longjohn silver's plan to get the treasure map from jimmy and the captain, but wasn't informed about the squids
* Prism sticks with the group quietly.   He was glad to see that Jack was not around.
* Milia is glad to be here. Both 'here' in the metaphysical sense of still existing, AND in the literal sense of being here specifically, in the food place. As she trots into the galley, she's all too aware of the rather diminutive collection of caps still fortunate enough to be in their groups posession. "I don't even care if it's fish soup anymore...as long as it's free, I'll eat it."
* Milia 's stomach rumbles loudly to punctuate the sentiment.
* Whisper now sits at the table, looking as though he's awaiting the gallows rather than food. The chef /definitely/ remembers.
* Berrybeard joins the other, well rested and in a good mood "hi there! i had this super weird dream about a treasure island and pirates and a lot of songs! they were pretty songs too!" the filly's fur smells of apples
* Jasmine entered along with the others, holding a piece of the squid she sliced to ribbons like it was some sort of trophy.... or her next breakfast for that matter. After all, she hunted for food all the time! Eating what she kills comes second nature to her. Jasmine was examining the squid corpse very carefully, before turning to Milia "How does Calimari sound?"
* Milia glares at Jasmine. "Anything BUT that." she responds, flatly.
* Berrybeard makes a bleh face "are you sure that's food?"
<uSeaGM> At Milia's rumble, her attention shifts to the zebra and her smile reappears. "Hello my lovers. You here t' get something in your stomachs?"
* Berrybeard raises her hoofie "i want dessert!"
* Whisper 's stomach growls. He reluctantly gets up from the table and takes a spot at the back of the line.
* Milia mouths the word 'lovers', somewhat confused as to why the chef is now suddenly coming onto them. Its intended meaning hits her a few moments later, however. "Right. Pirate speak. Woops."
* Milia beams a hopeful grin to the chef. "What's on the menu, anyhow? Please tell me it's not squid?"
* Milia leans forward. "...PLEASE tell me it's not squid?" she reiterates, clenching her teeth.
<uSeaGM> She leans forward herself. "What if I told you it was really fresh...?"
<uSeaGM> She chuckles and gives Milia a grin. "My name's Strawberry Custard, and you can tell your little friend that puddin' will be on the menu."
* Berrybeard "fresh dessert!? like... freshly baked goods? i'm in!"
* Prism looks up.  "Huh?"
* Jasmine shrugs. "Suit yourself, then!" she says, before taking a large bite out of the thing, making sure to avoid the parts that gave the razorsquid its name. She pulls at it with her beak, trying to get it to give and rip, but it is surprisingly stubborn. Eventually she prevails though. "HAOFF! I WNG! CHAKE DACH SHQWIJ!" She shouts, mouth full of mutated monster as she chews as forcefully
<Jasmine> as she could. Even with a sharp beak it was suprisingly chewy and tough!
* Milia tosses her head back and lets out an anguished wail at the chef's teasing response, staggering forward and nearly tripping. "Fuck, don't scare me like that, I thought you were serious!"
* Whisper tries pulling the helmet that came with his armor as low as possible. It's worth a shot, right?
* Milia quickly regains her composure. "...Nice to meet you, though. Pudding sounds nice...much nicer than squid. Can I have some too? Pwease? Pwetty pwease?"
* Berrybeard joins in the crowd of pudding begging ponies, making her best filly eyes
<uSeaGM> Strawberry watches Jasmine's struggle with one eyebrow raised. "You'll find it easier t' eat when its been cooked. I've got a vegetable curry on the go but I can fry up some calamari for you if you'd like."
<Prism> "Vegetable curry...oh that sounds really good!"
* Berrybeard tilts her head "do you cook vegetable curry like my mom used to?"
* Jasmine looks up as Strawberry addresses her. She looks at the raw squid in her talons, and back at the chef. She blinks and stares for a second, before finally nodding. "Ockay jen!" she forces out with a full mouth, small bits of squid being ejected from her beak.
<uSeaGM> Strawberry Custard nods at Prism. "Aye, is a rare treat. We get spices from the islands t' east. It's a long trip so we only go once or twice a year... but Genie asked me to whip up something special for you today."
* Milia eyes start sparkling, and she has to suppress a foalish squeal of delight. Vegetable curry sounded SO AMAZING right now. "Thank you, Genie!..."
* Whisper pipes up weakly from the back. "Yay..."
<Prism> "Thank you Genie."
<Prism> "Thank you Strawberry."
<uSeaGM> She smiles at Berrybeard. "Well I don't know about making it as good as your old mum, but I do know that we several more volunteers for this here trip after I agreed to do the cooking." She gives a wink, "And there's no senior chef here t' keep me from raiding t' spice rack."
* Berrybeard nodnods "good, i hoped that." then whispers to milia "mom used a lot of eyeballs and brushed bones in her so-said curry... she was worst cook in the tribe..."
* Whisper 's stomach growls loudly. His eyes widen and he attempts to make himself look even smaller than usual.
* Milia nods slowly, her expression slowly shifting to 'thoroughly disgusted'. "...Wh-what...what does an eyeball even taste like?" she hesitantly asks.
* Milia doesn't know why she asked that. She literally doesn't.
* Artifica looks at Milia with a clear why-did-you-look expression.
<uSeaGM> Just before getting back to her pots and pans, Strawberry Custard eyes Whisper up and down. "Don't think I don't see you there. I'm willing t' give you a second chance, but you got t' promise not to do anymore perv-ing in the little mare's room."
<Jasmine> "Theyre kinda juicy!... but also once they pop they get a little runny..." Jasmine scratches her chin in contemplation of how to explain it. "Its sorta... like a really salty... egg"
* Whisper meeps and mumbles tries to apologize, but it comes out as gibberish.
* Berrybeard "ah... it's not easy to tell... they are all poppy, you know... like chewing little gums... you chew and chew until they ho pop and then they're something inbetween nauseating and sweet.... i didn't like them at all."
* Artifica ews.  "I'll stick with vegitables."
* Milia shudders, returning her marefriend's look with a horrified one of her own. "...I'll never be able to unhear that. Never."
* Whisper turns away from the kitchen (and his embarassment). "So, what were the rest of you guys talking about just now?"
* Berrybeard sighs "typical griffin! liking something as eyeballs... really..." then coughs a "chicken" and giggles
<Jasmine> "How eyeballs taste!" Jasmine replies so matter-of-factly
<Prism> "Burgh...."
<uSeaGM> "Eating eyeballs," Mercy replies from her zebra perch, as if this conversation was completely normal.
* Whisper just stands there for a moment, mouth hanging open. He thens closes it and shrugs. With this group this seems about par for the course.
* Berrybeard corrects "mostly, cooking them... but believe me, they're quite ugly, even if you are going for a carnivore diet... only birs like them, but it think it's more because of all the scene they can do when they perch on a corpse and then they beak the eyes from the skull like badasses... but really, that's more scene than real badassery"
* Jasmine pffts and waves a talon dismissively. "Oh cmon! Theyre not THAT baaaad!"
* Prism exits the room to go above deck and heave the contents of his stomach into the ocean.
* Milia whimpers, as the grisly, disgusting conversation continues. "...I miss cupcakes."
* Whisper looks a little pale, but nods attentively. "Fascinating," he offers.
* Berrybeard sighs "and there it goes another decent lunch..."
<Jasmine> "Hmm.. I wonder if you can substitute eggs with eyeballs for baked goods.... Milly you're a genius!"
* Berrybeard "NO! they smell like farts, not in the same room where i eat!"
<uSeaGM> Strawberry nods at Whisper, takes the squid-leg from Jasmine, and sets to work, dutifully ignoring the eyeball talk. "I'll call you when it's ready. Shouldn't be too long."
* Milia frantically shakes her head at Jasmine. "NO! I swear to fuck Jas if you ruin baked goods for me, I am going to scream! I will scream and explode into a great big fireball and then I'll haunt you!"
<uSeaGM> Mercy looks at Milia strangely. "You can do that?!"
* Whisper looks concerned. He looks at Mercy and speaks at the same time as her: "She can do that!?"
* Berrybeard whispers to mercy "i don't thin she can, but she kicks like crazy, so you better not make her angry..."
* Berrybeard then whispers in an even lower voice to the fire spirit "but i'm almost sure she can go on fire and explode when she's in bed... metaphorically, that is"
* Milia gives Mercy the most serious, borderline deranged look imaginable. "Do not underestimate how much I care about sweets."
* Whisper looks unsettled without even being on the receiving end of Milia's mad glare. "Milia, you're scaring me," he whimpers.
<uSeaGM> "Bed explosions too? Your world really is fascinating."
* Berrybeard shrugs "best place ever."
* Milia coughs awkwardly, raising a hoof to her mouth and dropping her faux-intense demeanor. "Uh, right...sorry...I guess I get loopy when I'm hungry."
<Whisper> "More like you get /terrifying/."
* Berrybeard "well yeah, and you are a perv but nopony is blaming you for that..."
<uSeaGM> When Prism is feeling a little better, he spots Genie walking towards him across the deck. "Hey, are you doing all right? We have some herbs you can chew on if you're feeling sea sick."
<Prism> "It's not seasick, just the topic of that conversation...urrgh.   But thanks though."    He looks pretty embarassed.
* Whisper turns red at Berry's remark. "L-lots of stallions look at those magazines! They wouldn't have ever been printed if they weren't popular! It's different!"
* Berrybeard "yeah i can see where it goes.... avil mares beating poor stallions into submission everytime and stallions looking for a gentle undertanding love in the pages of a fictional book... sad" the filly sighs "that's the problem with a girl dominated world"
<uSeaGM> "He liked the wing ponies doing this." Mercy demonstrates a few poses, showing that little spirits are very flexable.
* Whisper looks nonplussed. "I...you...what!?" He then blushes furiously at Mercy's display. Not that it keeps him from staring, though.
* Berrybeard "i think you need proper holes for a decent show...."
<uSeaGM> Genie smiles at Prism. "Well so long as you're okay. I don't know about you, but I could really do with something to eat. Would you like to join me in the galley?"
* Milia watches Mercy start posing with no small amount of awe. "It's like...it's like having tiny little pole dancer riding around on my back..."
* Prism smiles and nods at Genie.  "Of course!  I'd like that."
* Berrybeard giggles "you jelly, milia?"
<uSeaGM> Prism and Genie mnake their way back to the galleys now that the conversation is less eye-ball focused. The acting captain waves at Strawberry and the group as she enters.
* Artifica blinks.  Wow.  Then remembers, "Milia, dear, I want to get your armor patched up.  It's been through a severe burning."
* Milia makes an elongated 'pbbbbbbbthtbbththbthtbtb' noise at Berry. An indignant nicker, we'll call it. Yeah, let's go with that. "Oh puh-lease, I think it's cute, what those two got goin' on! And I am QUITE happy with my current partner, thank you very much!" she says, raising her snout and 'hmmph'ing!
* Artifica grins and nuzzles the zebra.
* Milia returns the nuzzle gleefully, giggling.
* Artifica then whispers to Milia, "I will, of course, need you to strip for me."
* Berrybeard since everypony is now happy, the filly decides that her job is done, so che simply goes poking her nose in the kitchen
* Whisper breaks away from looking at Mercy when Milia says something, then does a double take. "Wait...you're actually okay with me and Mercy being all...you know."
* Milia plants a loving kiss on the unicorn's cheek. "...Yes, ma'am. As you command."
* Artifica blushes and wraps Milia's tail in hers.
* Milia glances over at Whisper. "...Well...yeah, why wouldn't I be? Mercy and I might be bound to each other, sure...but she's like...she's her own person. If she's gonna live in this world, she needs to have her own life too, as much as she can anyways. I'm not like...her mom or anything. She can totes bone down with whoever she wants...if she can even do that."
<uSeaGM> Strawberry dunks a spoon in her pot and holds out the contents for Berrybeard. "Here, you can be my taster. It's hot though, so blow on it gently to cool it down."
* Whisper pales and looks very consternated. "W-wait...like...actually doing.../that/? We're going to, at some point? To try, I mean?"
* Prism sits down in the Galley.   He still felt a little strained but was generally feeling better after that nap.
* Milia leans into Artifica, coiling her bushy tail around the unicorn. She shrugs a hoof at Whisper. "Iunno. Maybe. If you like...both want to. I ain't managing your relationship, dude, you both can decide what you want outta this whole thing."
<Milia> ((around the unicorn's*))
* Berrybeard "hey thanks!" blows on the spoon and noms it
* Whisper makes a (poor) show of confidence, rolling his eyes and declaring, "Oh, well it's not like I'm nervous or anything. I mean, why would I be, right? I've done, uh, /that/ plenty before."
* Jasmine blinks. "Milia... what exactly does 'Bone Down' mean anyway?" Jasmine looked puzzled at the unfamilliar slang and the vague stammering Whisper was doing
<uSeaGM> Genie smiles at the group as she heads towards a seat. "I hope you're all feeling hungry. Strawberry's cooking is worth sailing across oceans for."
<uSeaGM> Mercy joins in with Jasmine's puzzled look.
* Whisper flushes again. "Uh, well, you know, it's when, uh, two ponies or zebras or griffins or whatever decide they like each other a lot and they...you know. Go somewhere private and, er...have sex."
* Milia wondered how many times she would need to have the birds and the bees chat today. Thankfully, Whisper takes the reigns on this one, leaving her free to wave her hoof at the approaching Genie and Prism. "Starved and eager! I hope you don't mind lewd discussion, by the way. It's apparently what we default to."
* Jasmine blinks and nods as if she understands. " Okay, got it. If someone likes each other, they have sex." She says to herself, before scanning the room and taking a look at the party one by one.
<Prism> "Well, I don't mind that topic."
<uSeaGM> Prism notices Genie limping slightly as she takes her seat.
<Prism> "Genie...what's wrong?  You're limping."
* Godna is now known as Jack_Sh
<uSeaGM> "It's... it's nothing, don't worry. I just fell when that squid grabbed the ship." She turns in her seat, obscuring her right shoulder from Prism.
* uSeaGM gives voice to Jack_Sh
* Jack_Sh is cleaning up behind the scenes and listening into conversations oddly quieter then usual.
<Prism> "Genie, you should really let me check you out.   I also remember that you did not fall.  Don't worry, I'm a pretty good doctor and I can really help you out."
* Jack_Sh looks over at Genie and Prism...and he softly taps Prism's shoulder a look a genuine concern on his ghoulish face. "May...I have a moment to talk to you?"
<uSeaGM> "I told you I'm fine." Genie looks down at her hooves, not meeting Prism's gaze. "I don't want you to think I'm weird," she mumbles.
<Prism> "Trust me, I won't think you're weird."
* Jack_Sh taps Prism's shoulder with a slight bit more insistence. "It is a matter of importance."
* Whisper has calmed down some after blushing so much recently. "So, Milia, about those alchemy brews. Any idea what you'll be able to create?"
<Prism> "Fine."  He looks at Jack annoyedly.   "I'll be back Genie."
* Jack_Sh trots a great deal out of earshot of Genie. "It is about Gen..."
* Jack_Sh closes his eyes a moment trying to think of how to best put this.
<Jack_Sh> "Look...I know you really like Genie...and I'm pretty sure she likes you...and that is the only reason I am trusting you with this."
* Milia taps a hoof to her chin thoughtfully. "...well...I /was/ gonna use that Phoenix feather to do some experimenting...but then it sorta got used up, when, uh...yeah. Honestly, Whisper, it depends on what sort of ingredients I can get my hooves on. As far as I know - which is ADMITTEDLY not as much as I'd like - the sky's the limit with what alchemy achieve, given enough skill and the right ingredients."
<Milia> ((alchemy can achieve*))
* Whisper is grinning from ear to ear with stars in his eyes. "Really...?"
* Artifica looks at Genie with concern
<Jack_Sh> "You know how she deals with the spirits of this ship and all that?...Well such relationships bring them both together...and When that squid attacked the ship...the ship took quite a beating...and thus...so did Genie."
<Jack_Sh> "She is important to all of us...so if you want to help her...help the ship..."
* Jack_Sh watches Prism to...make sure he wasn't going to react with the same mistrust he'd been afraid he'd act with earlier...
* Artifica blinks, "Are you saying they're... tied?"
* Jack_Sh stiffens and turns to see Artifica. "shhhh" He hastily adds.
<Jack_Sh> "That is how spirit pacts work sometimes."
<Prism> "I've been.   I trust Genie, and I'm going to do anything in my power to help her.   The case is completely different, since you seem to think I hate spirits in general."
* Artifica asks, "Does it work in reverse?  If I heal her, will I heal the ship?"
<Jack_Sh> "I don't believe so."
<Jack_Sh> "it'd be a heck of a lot cheaper that way." He looks back to Prism. "that doesn't matter...just please help her..."
<Jack_Sh> "Fix up the ship...and it'll help her..."
* Milia nods, grinning at Whisper. "Really. Uh, I think. I mean, there's of course the question of how much alteration can your body endure...and what I'm myself capable of creating...if I were one of those old, stuffy zebra shaman who only spoke in rhymes or riddles or whatever, THEN we'd be in business. But something tells me you dont want to wait like...60 years for me to get to that point."
* Milia shudders at the thought. "Can you imagine. Me. Rhyming."
<Prism> "Right, I'll help the ship.   Are you sure that conventional healing won't work?"
* Whisper shakes his head. "Uh, wait, how much my body can endure? Will I melt if I drink one too many potions or something? How will we know when I've had enough?"
<uSeaGM> "Maybe you will face-explode again," Mercy adds helpfully.
* Milia glances back and forth, nervously. Slowly, she raises both her forelegs and does an over-exaggerated shrugging motion, a sheepish grin plastered on her face.
<Jack_Sh> "well it will and it won't."
<Jack_Sh> "as long as the ship remains...the wounds will still return."
* Whisper looks a little concerned. "Well, I'm not backing out of this now. I trust you on this Milia. And if I face-explode again, Mercy, that wouldn't be all that bad considering."
* Prism heads off to go find things to fix on the ship.   That was his first and foremost concern.
* Jack_Sh follows along pointing out the places it was damaged.
* Milia blinks at Whisper. "...Face explode?" she asks, puzzled.
* Whisper groans. "When I woke up earlier with a hangover I threw up. Mercy was there and I don't think she 'gets' vomiting just yet."
* Prism first gets a proper set of tools, whatever he could find.   He was nervous though, attempting to fix it magically, the spirits probably would not listen to him, given that he was the skeptical sort.  (and also due to low charisma).   "You don't happen to have any mint-als on hoof?"
<Prism> "Or alcohol...besides that grog."
* Milia echoes that groan. "Oh yes. THAT. They already make a potion for that. It's called alcohol, as I'm sure you're well aware."
* Jack_Sh searches his packs. "mint-als not on hand...,but I can get you some rum."
<uSeaGM> The pair soon find dozens of small tears on each side of the ship, made by the barbed tentacles of the squid when they climbed aboard. They remind Prism of the small cuts on Genie's sides and flanks.
* Jack_Sh fails to find any in the medbay...,but he does attempt to ask anypony else if they might know. He also gets some rum for her.
<Jack_Sh> him*
<Prism> "I'm going to hate myself for this."  He drinks the rum.    Rum was actually pretty tasty, so he didn't mind it going down, but drinking too quickly made him cough.
<Jack_Sh> "Carefull there..."
<uSeaGM> In the kitchen, Strawberry Custard bangs on her saucepan and yells: "Curry's on, everypony!"
* Whisper 's ears perk up. He turns and makes a beeline for the serving station for some eats.
* Prism hopes the ship trusted him enough at this point to let him fix it.   He tries to cast the spell that he had recently learned, Restore, on the tears.
<uSeaGM> Behind the yellow and red mare, Berry is once again taking a nap, the filly having 'tested' the meal so much she was already full.
* Whisper gives a pleading smile to Strawberry and holds his hooves out. "Pretty please, ma'am?"
* Milia has to keep herself from just launching like a rocket towards Strawberry. She eagerly awaits their well earned meal, taking care not to just bowl everypony in front of her over. She totally wants to, but that would be rude.
* Prism unfortunately fails.   He wasn't going to be daunted by that, and decides to attempt to fix it conventionally.
<uSeaGM> A few of the small tears close up after Prism's spell but most remain as they are.
* Jack_Sh tries talking to the ship. "come on you old bird...he's trying to help."
<Prism> "Once again my lack of experience dealing with ponies...and spirits bites me in the ass.   Fuck I'm useless."   He gets his tools together and gets to work.
<Jack_Sh> "Hardly useless Lad...You took out that giant squid with the ships canon."
<Jack_Sh> "probably saved Genie from a lot worse."
<uSeaGM> However, fixing several dozen small tears in the ship's hull while it speeds through the water is just asking to take a very salty bath.
<Jack_Sh> (insert dirty joke here)
<Prism> "Is there any sort of harness I can use to lower myself safely?"
<Jack_Sh> "I don't know for sure...do you think you can try your spell again?"
<Prism> "If I keep overtaxing myself, I'm probably going to end up not being able to walk....ah, who cares."   He tries again.
<uSeaGM> In the galley, hungry ponies and a zebra are given bowls of tastey vegetable curry. Jasmine has a small portion of the same, and a big plate of fried Calamari.
* Prism fails again.
* Whisper digs into the curry with a relish. Nearly getting squashed by giant sea beasts works up an appetite.
* Jack_Sh thwaps the ship. "come on you stubbern lug...if you don't let her help...Genie will be really hurt."
<Jack_Sh> "and...then we'll...all be really sad..." His voice looses its anger pretty quickly.
<Prism> "If I have to burn myself out, then I might as well..."
<Jack_Sh> "I...am really sorry I yelled at you before."
* Milia agrees with Whisper's sentiment. His hungry sentiment. An observer might think her an advanced, horse shaped vacuum cleaner with how fast she devours the curry. By the time she's finished, her nose is running and her brow is slightly sweaty from the rather spicy meal.
<Milia> "...I think I just came.  That was amazing."
* Whisper sets down his emtpy bowl and nods. "Yeah. I mean, the amazing part. I didn't...er, yeah."
<uSeaGM> Prism's determined efforts pay off and his spell sinks deep into the hull. Before their very eyes the tears close up, the ship itself absorbing a small amount of the material pile that had been left on deck.
* Jack_Sh sighs in relief.
<uSeaGM> From the front of the deck is a slight metallic groan as the metal dented by the giant squid's tentacle bends back into shape.
* Milia starts licking her bowl clean. "That meansth oo jus' don' appwethiate spithy food enough, Whithper!"
* Milia glances over in Strawberry's direction once her bowl is spotless. "...I wonder if she could make it hotter next time..."
* Whisper wipes some sweat from hiw brow. "Hotter? Milia, that stuff was already  plenty hot! How can you want it hotter?"
<Jack_Sh> "I...think you should go check on Genie now."
* Milia narrows her eyes at Whisper. "...The only thing I take more seriously than sweets, Whisper...is SPICE. SPICE IS THE SPICE OF LIFE. And I like...hardly ever get to have it! Liqour's KINDA the same, but sometimes I want my mouth to feel like it's on fire WITHOUT getting drunk."
<Whisper> "Why would you /ever/ want to get drunk? It sucks."
* Milia scoffs. "F that noise; getting drunk is fun as fuck. You just gotta learn to pace yourself. Don't go chugging grosso super-grog the first time you touch the stuff, and you'll have a much better time of it."
<Whisper> "But...what about the hangovers?"
* Milia glances to the side. "...and sometimes, you just don't want to think about things. Liqour's good for shutting up a noisy brain."
* Milia shrugs at the stallion. "...y'get used to 'em. They really aren't that bad, if you don't go overboard."
<uSeaGM> When Jack_Sh and Prism return to the galley, Genie is checking herself over with a look of surprise.
* Jack_Sh tries wearing a look of innocence.
* Whisper crosses his hooves over his chest. "Still not happening. No booze for this pony. Ever."
* Milia shrugs. "Hey, suit yourself. It's not for everypony, I guess."
<Whisper> "Yeah, I guess. I dunno, maybe I just don't want to forget anything that badly?"
<uSeaGM> Genie looks up at Jack and then at Prism. The ghoul and the unicorn are both wet from the rain and the waves. "I thought you were running away...you fixed her, didn't you?" she says to Prism. "Jack told you and the first thing you did was to go out in the wind and rain and fix her."
<Jack_Sh> "uhh...I totally didn't tell her." Jack Liar Jakcs
<Jack_Sh> *jacks*
* Milia smiles at Whisper, a faint trace of sadness behind her expression. "...Yeah, that's good. Hopefully things stay that way."
<Whisper> A look of understanding passes over Whisper's features. "Yeah...pretty bad, huh?"
<uSeaGM> She stands, all trace of her injuries gone, and trots over to Prism. "I..." she starts, then she throws her hooves around Prism's neck. "Thank you."
<uSeaGM> **End of Session for Group 4**
* Milia keeps smiling, though suddenly find it very hard to meet Whisper's gaze. A tightness grips her chest as she stammers out her response to the stallion. "Ahhh...heh...yeah, little bit. I got, ah...got used to it, though. The memories, I mean. As much as you can, at least." She starts trailing off, and after a moment of silence, gets up from the table.
* Milia starts to head out of the galley. "...I'm uh, gonna go get some fresh air or something. Sorry."