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Cyrilla looked up from the deck when she heard Amrita's voice. Her headfins twitched, and she vaguely recognized the other ghoul from minipet training class, and as the mayor from the play. Rubbing the side of her head, she realized suddenly how silly she must look and offered a meek smile the other. Though she was hopeful that her words were right.

"It's not?" she actually felt the churning feeling die down a bit, and rose to her feet. That was more than just a bit of a relief, actually. Though she still gave a wary glance towards the area.

"That... that's good." she wasn't fully convinced, and still visibly shaken up, but the smile and vertical posture were at least a step in the right direction. Both Aymet and Merope would likely be grateful that 'Colch' had stopped blowing up their eyephones as well.

"I'm... Cyrilla by the way. Thanks for the heads up about that... I appreciate it."

Spotting a certain Plague doctor, Jericho waved silently at Maldore alongside Amrita before glancing over at the undead dragon he had seen around a handful of times. Undead were always so jumpy at the thought of fire, not that he could really blame them since they had a tendency to catch the flame exceptionally easy.

He didn't go and correct Amrita, seeing how doing so would probably cause unwanted panic.

Nodding in return to the other dragon, he introduced himself as well, "And I'm Jericho. Pleasure to meet you."

Undead or alive, it was generally somewhat refreshing to see other dragons about. At least that was how it was for the red.

Glancing up, he saw their professor rushing to the front of the ship. Raising an eyebrow at this, he wondered if the guy needed to blow chunks or something along those lines..

Though the witch was at first disgruntled to have her idea so soundly squashed, at the mention of eating only vegetables during their trip she couldn't help but soften a little. Perhaps that's why she was on this ship, so she wouldn't be forced into consuming meat! How kind of the staff to think of her ethics and her needs like that!
A little tinkle of notes alerted the witch to a text and she once again produced her phone and shoot off a reply in record time. This one was a bit longer...


For a moment she stared at her phone in dismay, but rereading the message only made her blush slightly and stash it back on her person. But before it could fully subside, Nyrikki was mentioning him! SQUEE.
"You know Daisuke?!" She couldn't help but bunch her hands up under her chin with joy. "Isn't he a doll? I adore him so!"

Lost momentarily in the idea of her boilfriend, Belladonna sighed before listening to the other talk. Just as she was going to jump into conversation, their Captain of Sorts ran to the bow of the ship. Being a curious creature by nature, Belladonna titled her head once before trotting after him. Once she reached the edge her hands clutched it, realizing she could potentially be sent down to the water at any moment, but her attention was soon capture by something else entirely. With a triumphant smile the witch whirled back around to address the group.
"I WAS RIGHT!!" She shouted, letting go of the bow to run back and grab Whisper, dragging her to the edge. "Look! His lover is TOTALLY swimming in front of our boat and she's giving him MAJOR goo-goo eyes. Yay me!" Here she inserted a little clapping session for herself before pushing the girl to look.

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"I'm not sure..." Jericho replied while slowly making his way towards the bow of the ship. From there, he glanced over the edge, spotting the naiad which seemed to be leading them.

"Huh. Looks like we have a watery guide," he mumbled before looking away as he could have sworn he heard a thud. It was a little hard to see from his vantage point, but it looked like a chest full of clothes had been spat out of the greenhouse. Was that Cadmus's luggage?

Malodore nodded pleasantly to both Jericho and Amrita, then blinked as the cabin door flew open and what looked like luggage was dumped unceremoniously onto the deck. "If... if there are plants in there, it probably isn't on fire at all," the plague doctor offered, glancing in Amrita and Cyrilla's direction. Plants didn't like fire either, did they? And Professor Cadmus would never risk harm coming to his beloved plants. "Maybe there's a smoke-belching plant in there."

"It's not." Amrita confirmed, that little half-smile still present on her halved lips. "I...I'm Amrita." The smaller girl wiggled a little bit at the gratitude the Undead Dragon was showing her, looking mighty pleased about the whole thing. Her attention fled elsewhere then, watching as the Naiad was spotted, and over how they had been right, in some cases. It wasn't until she sat the clothes spew out of the chest did something trigger in her brain; clothes out of a chest. Which was like a dresser. There were clothes everywhere around them...Were they in etiquette class again?! They must be. There was clearly no other option. None. Granted they were on a ship and Ms. Winters was nowhere near them, but...it was a pop quiz. They were being tested from a distance.

Just as she was about to pick up the clothes and make an outfit for the maneatkins (because they had to be around here somewhere), a vine seemed to decide her mostly rotting flesh looked delicious, and curled around one of her ankles.

The clothing forgotten, Amrita just let out a shriek and fell backwards all on her own accord, the vine still wrapped securely around the ankle, unphased by the minor kick it had received when she tumbled.

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Staring at the spilled luggage, Jericho began making his way towards the others, nodding at Malodore's logic. He had a good point there, especially since Cadmus didn't seem to be panicking at all about any potential fires on board.

The dragon came to a halt as he saw a large vine monster appear before them. It certainly didn't look all too friendly. Narrowing his eyes, he was about to try and expel the beast in the quickest way he knew how to get rid of vines... with flame. However, he quickly stopped himself, remembering the flammability of the boat and a number of the people on board. He'd have to resort to other measures.

Frowning, he glanced to the side and picked up a cannonball. Once he had it in hand, he took flight, gaining altitude to where he was up by the crows nest. Then, once he reached his peak, he began swooping down at the beast, letting go of the cannonball with the intent of divebombing the creature.

It probably would have been an affective attack if he had actually gotten more than a glancing blow. The ball seemed to roll past its 'head' and into the sea.

Cadmus Sighs and decides he'll grab a potion to aid the students stamina after all he feels slightly responsible for them having to feed the plant for their own safety.

He watches and wait for them to catch the fish before providing the Potion