Sixteenth Scale {Audio.}

[salsaconjere]

[ It's been awhile, Elegante. Fish boy over here has been avoiding any communication for the past few weeks. Probably because any motivation to communicate left with Haine. Humanity? Jeremiah doesn't need it anymore. He's here for a job, protecting Zeke, and that's it. A shadow Jeremiah be and thus he doth become.

But Jeremiah understands the system

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[rdmcatpaw]

You mean Valentione's Day? Although, I'm not looking foreward to having a secret blurted out to the rest of the ship again.

[salsaconjere]

..Don't know.
[ Pauses to think about it. His 'secrets'? The most amusing to people would be his phobia of women. But that's hardly a secret anymore. Jeremiah sighs, wondering which one they'd have to chose from. ]

[rdmcatpaw]

Oh, I see.

Is everything alright?

[salsaconjere]

Everything is fine.

What else happened during the last holiday?

[rdmcatpaw]

Uh... The hearts on our doors couldn't be torn down or removed.

[salsaconjere]

"Hearts"?

And secrets. Lots of people with secrets,..[Trails off, mumbling incoherently.]

[rdmcatpaw]

Not actual hearts -- I think, more of those romantic unrealistic ones that are simple to draw or make.

[salsaconjere]

Ah, the childish ones, yes. Yes.

What were hearts doing on the doors?

[rdmcatpaw]

I don't know, maybe it was the captain's way of celebrating?

[salsaconjere]

Captains don't celebrate, passengers do.

[Stern sounding as if he's matter-of-fact.]

Probably something along the lines of another torture scheme.

[rdmcatpaw]

Why do you say that?

[salsaconjere]

Why else would you take the time out to post hearts on doors and let out secrets? That is not 'Valentines day', that is torture, abuse.

[rdmcatpaw]

I wouldn't do that though!

[salsaconjere]

I know, I know.

Always the Captain.