Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24405835-20140117135544/@comment-14800267-20140118041447

((Thank you :3))

Finally everything was ready to go. Jane had been surpisingly efficient this morning, choosing her armaments, hook and hat with a surpising lack of procrastination. It was pleasant, but it made Esmee just that little bit nervous. Jane was rarely keen for anything except blood, and considering her contempt earlier (and all week) the sudden neat efficiency hinted a new, dreadful twist somewhere in her mind.

"Well then Cap'n, time to meet up I suppose?" Esmee squinted out the window at the sun. She had become proficent at telling th time from the sun. Clocks were banned from the Captain's presence... Well not banned, just exceptionally, highly ill advised.

"Indeed. Wouldn't want to be late for the...party." Jane had already shoulder her own bag (That sent alarm bells screaming in Esmee's head. Jane never carried her own things) and was standing by the door,eyebrows arched

Esmee's smile became fixed. She picked up her own back, mind rushing, trying desperately to work out what had changed between breakfast and getting dressed, but she was turning up blanks.

"C-Certainly Cap'n." She held the door for her peer before shouldering her own bag and following her out. At least that hadn't changed.

The corridor that led from their room to the main hall faced the east, and the windows had been opened to let in the warmth and breeze.

They were passing one of these windows when something flewin on the back of a morning gust, striking Jane in the face before fluttering to the floor.

"Oh! Cap'n! What a nasty, tricksy wind that was!" She hurried forward, picking up the offending... card? "Jus' a card, see? no harm done..." The offending object was plucked from her hand by delicate, black leather clad fingers.

"Wonderlandian." Jane smirked, flipping the card over and examining the pattern on the back.

"Uh. Underlandian, I believe they... like... to be called." She petered out at the frosty stare she recieved

"Wonderland, Underland, whatever. Just as we are Neverland and Never Never Land. Times change." She turned the card over again, examining the motif. Esmee sighed with relief, no longer the focus of that horrible blue glare.

"Ace of Spades, hm? The card of Death. What an intetesting omen." She placed the card in her hat band, which was wide enough to hide it from sight, and stared striding down the hall. "Come Esmee. We have a camp to attend."

ALl Esmee could do was hurry after her Captain and hope she could predict whatever disaster was planned before it happened.

((Blue-Ribbonz, I hope you don't mind me powerplaying that card into Jane's possession, and naming it as the Ace of Spades. It just seemed an interesting twist to offer opportunity later ;) ))