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"Oh don't pretend you don't like my clapping, dahhhling," she sang as she went down the hatch with Sierra. They were obviously best friends, because well, it was just so obvious by now. So she followed her BFF! down below, holding on to her (for what if she was suddenly attacked by a zombie pirate?) and making heavy, HEAVY breaths. Her breathing was short and quiet at first but the small space was making it all panicky and AND AND WHERE WAS AIR TEMPERATURE AND MERLIN THERE WAS A HORRIBLE STENCH.
"Sierraaaaaaaaaa," she whispered to herself in a sing-song voice, "Sieeeeeerrraaaaa. Mind me, I'm just trying to be comfortable here." And so apparently softly singing her best friend's name made her feel so much better--if that wasn't so creepy.
There were other people here too, right?
"Guys, it smells really really REAAAAALLY bad." It's not like they hadn't known that, but she tightened her grip on Greingoth and tried to wave her wand around her head, all in failure.
"Anyone know the Bubble-Head Charm?" So they could save her from all the stinkiness.
Dude. Sierra had some odd tastes for friends, no? The girl was singing now? Well, that was...entertaining, to say the least.
There was something about her that reminded him of Neptune, perhaps they both had that royalty air to them or something remotely similar. They weren't too much alike, because Neptune was all about grace, and wasn't loud. This girl seemed to lack a bit of grace, and WAS loud, or had been, up there.
Either way, he turned to look at her as she spoke, and shook his head,
"Just cover your nose with some fabric, robes, or anything," he knew the theory to the charm, the practical part he hadn't succeeded in. Except...if it managed to keep the girl quiet, he might as well teach her how. If she didn't succeed, it wasn't his fault.
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Anna Banana Sierra spun around, possibly hitting someone in the head or shoulder with her wand. Or had that been a barrel? Or a pirate?! Forget about that. Salamander had a torch?! "You've gotta be kidding me," she mumbled, her voice just at a low whisper.
...and here Treyen was concerned that they were heading in the opposite direction than Salamander and Simon? Hmm...no thanks. She'd take the non-torch lit direction, thank you very much. At least if Salamander blew up the ship, she'd be on the opposite side of the explosion anyway.
She nodded at Treyen, agreeing with him that the ship probably wouldn't sink on them. "Hmm. Besides, it probably would have already done so by now," she remarked. Just as she said that, she stepped forward, causing a few pieces of the wood at her feet to creeeeeeeeeeeeeak extra loudly. Right. That didn't freak her out. Right. Not at all.
"Are you scared to go in the opposite direction, Treyen?" she playfully asked, a smirk on her face as she talked. She didn't know if he could see the smirk, but it was there anyway. "Need us girls to take care of you, hmm?" She was all talk, though. Notice she hadn't moved an inch either.
There we go. That was the spirit! He smiled back when she agreed with him, and he was forever glad that she didn't freak out thanks to the sinking topic.
"Precisely, it won't fail us." He had a feeling that the ship was as loyal as a Hufflepuff, no? Not really, but the ship couldn't fail them, yes? Otherwise everything he'd said wouldn't make any difference.
He couldn't help but laugh at Sierra's questioning of his feelings towards the options.
"Actually, no," he wasn't scared now, not when the Slytherin girl had that smirk on her face, it was hard not to smile at it, much less to feel frightened of anything. Given the circumstance, of course, because if they've been working on a potion, then he'd be terrified of her.
Ha. That was funny.
"And do you mind? Because I don't see you moving either," he remarked, gesturing to her.
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HaRoHeGiNeLu Hey! It was Sal! Okay, Ellie felt slightly better now. And following his orders to watch her step, she lowered her wand to the ground. She'll just be keeping her eyes there from now on.
As for the ship sinking, "It might." It was true! "But I guess if I really thought so, I wouldn't be on here." Also true. "Not necessarily," she pointed out to Sierra, the ship probably wouldn't have done so before, "Wood floats and it didn't have a dozen or so people aboard before." People added weight.
Ellie pursed her lips AT Treyen. As if you could do that. "Let's not point out all of my fears here, yeah?" It just made things WORSE. Don't do that to her, Treyen.
Again, she didn't say anything about their future direction. Actually, she wanted to go to where Salander was, but the ship wasn't HUGE, so they wouldn't be too far from the older boys if they did go in the opposite direction.
She did "Shhhhh" the loud girl, though. It was just creeeepy the way she was saying Sierra's name like that. And, "not me." Unfortunately she didn't know that charm. Time for another trip to Little Professor's office.
Whatever, he wasn't commenting on the ship anymore. People should stop mentioning it. Enough.
It was the change in her expression that made his former smirk disappear, and gave way to a small smile, HIS whole expression changed, he had no idea he was doing what Ellie just said, and it just didn't seem fair for him to be reminding her of, what he now knew to be, one of her fears.
Treyen took her hand, as if to show her that he won't be mentioning it again. The same smile remained in his face, and the eyes seemed to think the only thing worth looking was her.
Until...
...Salander.
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Steelsheen He could hear a sudden hollering at the deck above them, slightly muffled from where he stood, but the voice was unmistakable "Hey yeah! Lexi down here!!!!" he hollered his booming voice echoing in the cramped quarters.
Then creaky floorboards got louder behind him, he tilted his head towards where the voice was coming from "So that we dont hafta keep casting Lumos lil feller-- oh I'm sorry Prefect Treyen." he chuckled. Seems like only yesterday that he was ruffling the lil feller's hair. " If we got a light hanging on the wall its one less thing to think about, and frees our wands up for something else right?" like opening barrels of Rum!
Suddenly he clapped the young Puff's shoulders "That's it! Gunpowder!" he exclaimed finally putting a name to the familiar odor thats been bugging him since he fell climbed down the lower deck "Thats what I been smelling all alo--Oh!" he paused as realization of the Prefect's words finally sunk in. And just like that he shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and snorted "Torches? Pffft, who needs them? We are Wizards! We got wands!"
He looked back at the other younguns that are now on the lower deck, the bubbly one now nervously singing Sierra's name and Ellie talking about sinking ships. "Relax kids, this ship wont sink-- cuz if it did we gonna drag the Headmaster down with us."
Such a reassuring thought.
He frowned a little to Salander. Seriously, dude, torches were no good. Sure, most of the wood was wet, but still, it wasn't sane to light anything with fire. Just in case.
Ooooooh. NOW Salander understood. Treyen actually grinned, after all, he'd been right all along. Awesome! He was closer and closer to being a Pirate, so it seemed.
"So, now you see why torches would be ill-advised?" he said, giving the Slytherin one nod.
He sooo would've smacked his head with his hand when Salander decided to take part of the sinking topic, but one hand held his wand, and the other held Ellie's hand, so, he merely shook his head.