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[ Kyle : Dining Car ]

"Jack," Kyle said bluntly, eyes narrowing at the pirate somewhat dangerously, though he doubted Jack would be afraid of him. He assumed Jack would act this way, trying to dodge his questions. But this wasn't just out of curiosity- this determined everything about their coming trip.

"If Davy Jones is after you, if Beckett has already taken over Port Royal, we need to know," he said, his tone more serious than it'd been in awhile. Saying these things was likely breaking whatever rules King Mickey had set down for the Earthlings, but they needed to know. They could be waltzing straight into an ambush. "Are we going to be walking into a trap? Or will we find everything peaceful?"

[ Kyle : Dining Car ]

Kyle's face seemed to tense lightly, pupils dilating as he filtered Jack's 'information' through what he knew of Port Royal. Fish thing. Agrabah. Sand? Davy Jones locker had sand. Death. Agrabah had Hades.

Oh no.

"The Kraken- were you eaten by Davy Jones' Kraken?" Kyle urged, though not as 'menacing' as before and more... almost desperate. That's the only thing that made sense, but with the world combination, who knew? "It was like a giant octopus or squid with a giant beak-thing in the center. Did it attack the Pearl and eat you?"

[ Kyle : Dining Car ]

Kyle groaned somewhat, leaning against the counter behind him as Silver remained cooking (though he did catch the cyborg slowing down a bit to listen in). It was as he thought... as he'd worried.

"You must mean Hades," he said, practically muttered, as he ran a free hand through his hair. "It matters because, by now, Port Royal has been taken over by Beckett, who likely also controls Davy Jones, and... Tia Dalma is in danger."

He knew he had to pick his words as wisely as he could, though it was obvious he'd already disturbed a certain balance. Jack was getting annoyed, best not to spell out everything for him.

"When we arrive at Port Royal, we'll have to do a quick scouting of the area, to see what the status is," he said to nobody in particular, massaging the bridge of his nose. "Chances are, though, we'll need to head to Tortuga to get a ship so we can find Tia Dalma's place. Nowhere to land this train in that swamp..."

[Kichi :: Red Rose :: Sleeping Quarters]

Kichi suddenly awoke, something very unusual for him. He tried to roll out of bed, and onto his feet, but failed on the ending up standing part, and instead, fell to the ground with a loud thud. He curled up there, trying to deal with so many emotions he had running through him. 'Goddamnit, sleep is supposed to help. Why did there have to be a dream like that last night?!' he was breathing heavily.

'Calm down. You yourself know that getting worked up will only make it harder.'

'...You're right...' Kichi focused on slowing his breathing, and normalizing it. After a few minutes, he stood up, breathing mostly normally again. "Well...time to go say good morning...I guess." He said, and headed out of the sleeping quarters. He picked up a smell...was that eggs of some sort cooking? Hard to tell, too many other smells mixed in...but it smelled tasty.

He followed the scent, eventually ending up in the kitchen, where he found Alan hard at work, and Kyle talking about...the same dream he had. "Um...." He said to announce his presence. "I had that dream too, it was no- so I WAS smelling omlettes." He purposely distracted himself. He couldn't let himself get caught up in the dream again. He couldn't let himself fall into depression and/or rage again.

He walked over to where Alan was cooking and took a whiff. "Oh wow, those smell delicious. I'm always amazed by your cooking Alan." He said this, hoping to lighten the mood more.

[John.:Red Rose:.John's Room=>Kitchen]

John exited his room after cleaning up his face and assuming a mental stability check, John strolled out of his room and into the kitchen as he was lured by the smell of eggs and beautiful-ness.

Upon entering the kitchen, he was able to hear that Alan, and he assumed everyone had the same dream.

"I'd like to call it a manifestation of what we all yearn for if we are getting technical about all of this." John said from the entrance to the kitchen. "If in fact the earth is gone, what we need to do is restore it and in the process nut on those that destroyed it. Easy said than done, but that's just my two cents about that..."

John paused for a moment and then continued.

"I have to apologize to you all for being completely ignorant back in the Land of Dragons. It won't happen again, I promise."

[Kyla: Red Rose: Kyla's Cabin >Hallway]

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Was she dreaming that scream that woke her along the voice of Leon over the intercome? Hard to tell, the dream had so many screams in it. Even as she rose into a sitting position she could still hear them echoing in her ear as if she'd been standing there in those same rooms, street, cities as all darkness and choas consumed the inhabitance of her former home.

Denial isn't a good thing. It never rewards you positively, but she'd take the punishment if it meant she could function to fight another day. As fortified as it looked, she could feel the limits of her own heart strain under the pressure building up inside. Already she knew it was spilling, after what happened last night...
Would Kichi ever trust her strength after such a slip up? Only time would tell.

She wanted to cry...
Lord knows it would make her feel better eventually. But she didn't know how long, and how hard she'd have to before she could start walking again.
At this point in time, it was best not to find out the hard way.
Already the group was mobilizing, and they were about to touch down in Hawaii. There was no time to cry now.

' So for now... please, give me strength... more strength...'

' As you wish...'
Such a request wasn't unfamilair to the summon. So many years she had been the balm to the open wound. This was nothing new, just the size of the injury was bigger. As always, Tyue applied her feelings of comfort, her confidance, her joy, her own strength, and rubbed it gently over the cracks that formed on the glass surface of her partners heart.

'..that should hold... for now..but may I suggest something?

..A-anou... is..I mean.. are you there?

It was soft at first, and could have been mistaken for anything at first, but as each word passed through the channels between them the two charms, it would be unmistakable to the a certain Time Mage, as the sound of Kyla's voice in her head.
She sounded uncertain, nervous. Like she was doing something silly, and suspected she looked like a fool. Which was odd, cause she had done it before. But of course, this was a personal call. Sorta.


Jenny?... C-can you hear me?

[ Seymour : Red Rose : Personal Quarters ]

It had been an odd slumber for the Maester. There was a... disturbance. Something he couldn't quite place. He knew the origin, the source of the stirring in his heart, but didn't understand the cause, the reason. His eyes narrowed as he rose from bed, getting up to put on his clothing and effects before making his way out of the room, deciding to check on his wards. Upon his exit, he noted the female gunner (Amy) leaving her room and rushing straight to the bathroom, covering her eyes.

Curiosity getting the best of him, he walked over to the door way and knocked lightly three times. "Excuse me, my dear, but is there a problem?" he asked, craning his head lightly so that one ear was closer to the door than the other. "I couldn't help but notice your sorrows- is there any way I can help?"