Dec 29, 2008 00:43
[Someone knows, and I have no way of knowing exactly how much.]
[Dexter walks slowly along the exterior walkway, slouching a little with his hands in the pockets of his beige pants. He is his usual disgruntled looking self, mostly because he's caught up in his thoughts.]
[The files are cryptic so I'm safe from the other passengers discovering my dark little secrets; the skeletons in my closet. I'm pretty sure I have very little to worry from their keeper - but regardless of this, the one thing I know for certain is that the First Mate knows.]
[Dexter stops and stands in the middle of the deck, facing the open ocean. He hasn't explored any of the fantastical decks yet, so the illusion of this ship as a floating mental institution is still in tact in his mind. He still doesn't understand how or why he got on the Elegante, or who put him here - and this troubles him deeply.]
[This will be a problem. A problem that needs fixing. And perhaps if I take out the First Mate, the Captain will come crawling out of his little hole and I can be done with this place.]
[He takes a deep breath of the salty ocean air, closes his eyes, and exhales.]
[I hate this.]
((OOC: expect a lot of this kind of thing in the future :X Please feel free to royally fuck with any and all of his plans ♥))
cover up,
it's a mystery scoob,
cat and mouse,
i feel like killing today,
do not want,
stuck