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When Sherry stepped onto the promenade, she was immediately very glad that she had brought a small purse the briefing (where else would she store her phone) and had remembered to bring a few funds. You never knew when you might need something, and bribery was what made some parts of the island go round. The cruise ship was amazing, breathtakingly so, and the fact that it had shopping? And was a cruise ship? Oh. Oh. Sherry was so excited she almost forgot what she was doing there.

"I can't believe this. This is...really nice." She cast a glance at Jake, knowing he wouldn't be as excited as she was, but hoping for some sort of a reaction. "Shall we go exploring?" That had been part of their orders, right? Maybe?

"On that bit Ah read ya an' feel ya loud an' clear." Ofelia pretended not to notice the way he was fiddling with a bag. It wasn't her business if he'd been shopping - everyone had money to spend after all - but there was still something cute about seeing him with an item. Gale was adorable and that was that, at least to Ofelia. "An'...maybe? Ah honestly don't think Ah'd feel any safer away from the sides an' goin' inside somewhere jus' makes me wonder what would happen if we like...get trapped." Normally the redhead would have been super gung-ho about how this could be an excellent adventure or whatever but considering she could drown that all seemed to fizzle and fade away rapidly.

She glanced about at the booths and what have you, the vendors ready to hawk their wears like some sort of carnival barkers, and she settled her gaze on the ice cream place. "Though Ah could go fer some ice cream ta settle mah nerves or whatever. Plus it's Ben n' Jerry's an' their stuff is divine." Ofelia had taken notice of that and was still getting pretty curious over what flavors they had. "Should we get some then? It'd be mah treat, as a way of sayin' thanks an' sorry all at once fer worryin' 'bout me."

Mostly Ofelia didn't want to be eating ice cream alone in an evening gown while on a cruise ship please say yes Gale.

Big sisterly or teasing certainly weren't two terms Lawrence would have applied to the stern woman who had woken him up. Then again he hadn't, admittedly, been entirely paying attention to her face. He left it at that, uptight, noted. The ones with the rules were typically the most interesting to encounter.

He felt like a weapon that liked topless men and liked to sing would be a relief compared to the cloying, suffocating wrongness of the way his weapon felt in his head.

hnnn> the voice twisted off into a pitiable canine whine and he felt nauseous for no real reason he could place.

"Mine is. A dog I think."

He didn't think it was a dog.

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To say Jake wasn't excited was a bit of an understatement. The teen was still grimacing at his given ID name and wondering if he jumped off the ship, how far he could swim and if there was any way he could swim back to Deus. Or some inhabited island. Or portal back. Or pretend that he was injured beyond belief and really shouldn't be on a mission in the first place (the latter did hold some truth), but unfortunately, besides a slight limp (the hole in his foot did manage to close up... mostly), his other injuries didn't impede his movement otherwise... as long as he didn't do anything strenuous.

But... this was a mission. The day a mission actually turned out nice without someone being maimed or dying was the day the world ended... or something.

"I'd... rather not." he muttered, unable to echo Sherry's enthusiasm while currently trying to think of 101 escape plans. Standing beside her was like... well, it made him sorely wish he had something nicer to wear, but there was no way in hell he was spending that much on a suit he'd never wear ever again, a frown on his lips as he eyed the clothing store. In fact, none of the stores here appealed to him, not being one to enjoy sweets or drinking, and... jewelry. Besides, they should be looking for some kind of artifact, not enjoying themselves... who knew when things would take a turn for the worst?

In Roland's defense he had met Rin in casual situations around lunch, parties, and elsewhere. She was really a nice girl it just happened that Melvin was causing problems with her as of the last party with the ring of-tell-everyone-your-crazy happened.

"Probably not a dog you'd find around these parts." He continued to sip his drink over halfway through feeling the warm tingling of whiskey touching the edge of his mind. Speaking of which Sylvia was oddly quiet during it all.

He let it be though, it was rare she wasn't humming or bothering him and he took the time to enjoy that.

At the ice cream shop, Saya might have tried to pay for Ryan and Wilson's ice cream as well.

Unfortunately, good men did not let females buy their ice cream.

Also, ice cream counted as dinner.

True facts as the oldest in the trio Wilson bought both of them maple blondie flavor in addition to whatever Ryan and Saya had. (´･ω･`) Wilson humor go.

With Ofelia on his arm (it wasn't that difficult, considering she was one of the few people who was not outrageously taller than he was), Gale led the way down the walkway towards the small, elegantly decorated sign that read Ben & Jerry's at the far end of the corridor.

"I've never had lemon flavored ice cream," Gale said, as he led her inside the crowded little place. "I like chocolate myself - or rather, different flavors of chocolate."

So many flavors. He was slightly overwhelmed by everything, letting go of Ofelia to let her look and reaching into his pocket to pull out his cell phone.





Then he felt stupid, hastily tucked the phone away, and turned back to Ofelia.

"See anything you like?"