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Random waved back in the greetings he was offered. He was still a little lost in this dispute. He would stand up for Cyrillia if it came to that, but otherwise, he was still playing. And so many puzzles here, so many pieces that interlocked and yet were puzzles within puzzles. This hierarchy thing was interesting, a knot that could be loosened but never untied. He laughed a little at the idea. "Funny. Have border all done. All interior pieces there, just some are to other puzzles. Never finish picture." He shook his head a little sadly, then his playful mind locked in on one of the armored goth's names. "Azazel." He was not being insulting, he enjoyed the way it sounded. "A-zayyyy-zel. Az---Azrael. Archangel of Death. Dark Angel of the Morning. Pass over the houses marked with blood to bloody the the houses that not stained. Azazrael." he almost sang the last word,then hummed in the same note.

Haven had long been going on with his usual routine since Jeanie had left, but it seemed that none of the servants, even the one's he changed to look exactly like Jeanie, had not seemed to make him content. He felt an inner emptiness he had never felt before. Haven made his way down to his advisors, a group of men with such age that they had seen all emotions and could help him figure out what he was feeling. For though he was the King of Diamonds and could make his own potions of any emotion he pleased, looking inside himself and determining his own emotions was exceedingly difficult. After speaking to them and explaining to them what he had been feeling more recently, they each began to try and determine what he was feeling. One suggested Despair, but he still had a will to live, it just seemed more focused. One suggested Depression, but if that was the case, he needed to know what it was from. Then it seemed to click with all of the advisors at once. He still loved the True Jeanie. He was wanting her back in his life, slightly empty without her. "Fine, then let's gather some boats together. And I heard we've been undergoing tests on a flying product?"

'Yes, Sir' piped up one of the advisors.

"Then gather a few of them together as well. I want men everywhere searching for her. Soon as she is located, I want to be at her side. No one else talks to her, no soldier dares even touch her!" he commanded.

Which, of course, is when one of his men from a ship that was headed toward Spades kingdom, shows up, needing his King's approval to speak. Haven was caught off guard and allowed him to speak. He was from the same boat that Jeanie had hopped on... Which made it all the worse when he heard it was taken by Heart Pirates and even... Posiedon. Haven's face showed his worry for her. "Go, out of my site! I want every man, child, and woman on lookout, and those teams moved out at once. That slimeball will not lay a hand on My Jeanie. He's old fashion... She's ditzy... if he gets her back to his cabin..." Haven could hardly imagine and the advisors knew what he meant. Posiedon wasn't known for being soft or gentle with the servents Haven sent.

'They'll be sent at once!' one of the advisors spoke as he got up. Moving as quickly as a 60-70 year old man could. Which also snapped Haven back to attention.

"Be sure that you do! And Remember. Noone touches her until I am there," he ends and then begins his directed stride towards his bedroom, his cape billowing like Ocean waves behind him, echoing his order. He felt Purpose and Direction. This is what he wanted and his eyes burned with the passion that showed he would have it. He walked back to his bed to ly down for a while.

The Advisors immediately sent out waves of small search boats and a few of the newly created 'Planes'.

((Yes, Wonderland technology is a bit behind. razz these are the old fashion planes. The ones made for searching and mapping, and that's about it. Made of paper and an engine(basically). lol. ))

"Don't get ahead of yourself darling," Mary laughed as she stared down her nose at the diminutive woman*. "You haven't won the competition, so your little title is nothing but nonsense at the moment. As for my castle? I'm not letting anything in it go with someone who isn't even a card. Not unless you tell me right now what it is. Besides, you're going to be a poor leader if you can't even get someones name right."

Mary flipped her hair -dismissing those around her- and looked out over the ocean. She had little to no idea of who Reino was and it was pissing her off that those idiots had made Az pass out. Jumping from her place by the wheel* she made her way past those gathered and went to go check on her childhood friend. She'd only wanted him to kill the captain...


((I'm assuming that the ship is designed in the traditional U shape? At least that's how i've always depicted them. Also, I think Cyrilla or Magenta is shorter than Mary?))

((Sorry, meant naive, just couldn't remember that word so I synonymed/substitued. ))

Zack smiled welcomingly at Tradgedy and noticed the outgoingness of Comedy. They seemed very split. Even the body postures showed the difference.

Hoot released Aria and blushed slightly remembering everyone else in the room. He turned towards Comedy and Tradgedy, nodding to the reason he'd left the party.

((I believe it is, check with the others as well. I was thinking old pirate ship kind of thing. Huge with a plank and everything. ))

Comedy/Tradgedy looked at each person as each name was designated, then back at Mark. They nodded at the ruins statement.

((Mmmhmm, I'm with Idril on the pirate ship thing.))

((Far as seeing Tradgedy/Comedy before... I know we did, but we're all gonna pretend we've never seen him, kay? Since the last person we had playing him stopped posting.))

Posiedon nodded to Cyrillia. "Of course, yer Majesty. Would ye like us to change the locks and make it where her key is invalid?" he asked, knowing they could set that up if she so wished it to be. "Far as knowing everything in it... no. I didn't want to desecrate the memorial of the late Queen of Hearts. I left it for the new Queen, yerself, to explore," he replied honestly.

((There will be a competition, I promise, and it won't be rigged, Cyrillia can shape-shift. but her powers aren't really very strong. I think it'd be interesting if she won eventually, but you will certainly end up with the castle, and that leaves scopes for rematches etc etc.
I certainly wouldn't want the locks changed, but that is probably what the Pirate King would offer. So Ninja was just being tru eto the character))

Cyrillia shook her head. "Mary, I give you my word, I will not enter the castle..No.. Noone is to enter the castle until the contest has been concluded. Captain, you are not to change any locks. She has a right to the place and you must not betray that." She nudged Jeanie to go and help him with the dart. "I merely believe the contest should be conducted upon the shore, in full public view, we cannot have it said the winner could have cheated in any way. Now I suggest you visit Azazell. I doubt he'd let any of the pirates near him, unconscious or not, and I don't believe fighting out here would help anything" She was trying not to lose her temper, to remain composed, or she may slip, and revert to her true form. 'Child' Mary had called her, well she certainly would have fun if she knew Cyrillia actually looked no more than ten, no matter her age.

Jeanie jumped from the wheel, swinging down to the deck and running over to the Captain. "We must help you.." She said, nodding' running her hand around where the dart had hit him. "You must lie down." She looked to the nearest pirate, "Take me to the closest cabin!" She hissed, beckoning the Captain to follow her.

((Please excuse m assuming the dart hit him, Ninja. But if I wanted to reply befor eI have to go away I couldn't wait for your own response.
I apologise again Orobouros that you would feel ganged up on, it is the characters purely, I promise))

Random had lapsed into his own little sing-songs in his head. Ceremony meant very little to him, but if being a Queen was what Master wanted, he wanted her to have it, but if she wanted a hot fudge sundae, he wanted her to have that too.

He looked up with a bit of surprise when the captain stalked toward Mary and the fact that the surrounding pirates were tensing up. He saw Jeanie taking the captain away, and heard her mention helping. He liked helping, and bounced after, rabbit hopping the steps when he came to them. He looked to the two new people and waved wildly. "Nice not quite meeting you, Armored goth assassin look-alike peoples!" He was so busy waving as he went with his bubbly happiness that he nearly missed the last two steps.... and then he found a mug on top of a hogshead that smelled distinctly of that cherry he'd caught whiff of earlier. He picked it up and waited at the bottom of the stairs for Poseidon and Jeanie.

Teaser was worried about the possible implications of this tug of war and trying to control Darkness, who had livened considerably when the Captain was attacked and the deck got tense. She was far too busy trying to maintain the relative control to notice that what Random picked up was not Cherry Punch.

(Yeah, Random just wants his friends to have whatever they want. He wouldn't care if a rainbow colored aardvark was Queen of All She Surveyed and had a tub of gummi bears for a Court..... well, he might like the gummi bears. And besides, he's an illegal alien here anyway LOL)

((*claps hands together and bows* I am so sorry. A co-worker left for alaska on vacation and I got slammed with new hours.. plus as Krazy and Ninja know things have been hectic in my personal life..They are getting better.. STILL stressed and lack of creative energies. Will post now...or shortly))