Once again, Edward stumbled downstairs, automail creaking as he entered the dining room. He had an awful headache... and no idea where it had come from. Something about Mustang... he shook his head violently, making his headache worse. Maybe some coffee would cure it? Pouring himself a steaming mugful, the alchemist plopped down in a chair and mused over the interesting developments of the night before.

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School ate my life. *sigh*

"Welcome to the discussion Edward, did you sleep well? It look like it hurt to be clunked on the head." Roy said before he turned to Riza who stood behind his chair and said to her, "Go get me some coffee. And while you are at it put down that case, my gloves are not wet yet."

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"I was clunked on the head?" Ed thought for a moment. "Oh, Winry must have decided that it was bedtime... So, Roy, any theories on the murder so far?" The young man snagged a muffin off the table and munched while he waited for a reply.

(OOC: I just noticed that I'm an Istari... x.x)

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The Seemingly Nice But Actually Really Nasty Nazgul
School ate my life. *sigh*

[I'm back now, as myself. Thanks to "Mrs. Lovett" for dragging me around last night so I didn't actually miss anything.]

Marie wasn't a very heavy sleeper to begin with, but with the image of Mr. Malfoy dead and covered in blood constantly at the forefront of her mind and Mrs. Lovett's constant mumbling about pies and a Mr. Todd, she didn't get a wink of sleep. It was fairly early when she slipped out of her bed, glad to see that she was indeed still alive, and changed out of her pretty pink pajamas into another sun dress, this one a very light blue with dark blue and pink flowers. Sunglasses in place and Louis at her side, she wandered through the boat until she happened upon the dining room, her growling stomach twisting in relief at the smell of food.

"I'll help you, Georgiana," she said as she came in at the end of their conversation. "Just let me get something to eat first. I'm simply famished."

Skipping right past the fruit, Marie went straight for the pastries for the second morning in a row, pleased that there was always a good number of the cake-like treats. Murders aside, the food itself made this a very nice cruise. She had been afraid momentarily that she'd have to bake on her own to eat anything worth eating.

"I only saw Mr. Malfoy's body, and even then just for a moment until I fainted and Mrs. Lovett found me sometime later. What were the clues of Mrs. Malfoy's....untimely departure?"

If she treated it like a party game, she supposed, she might be able to help at least a little and thinking about the blood might not make her queasy if she tried to replace it in her mind with red paint.

White Night had enjoyed a relatively calm night upon the discovery of the double-murder but oh, how she despised the sight of blood. As had become a morning habit she had taken a stroll on one of the decks - smiling to herself she noticed how she was becoming familiar with the maritime terms. Her thoughts kept trailing back to the events of last night and she couldn't quite rid her mind of the images.

After having enjoyed the beautiful day and the fresh air for a while her stomach took the lead and urged her to the dining room where she found a small part of the party present.

White Night entered the warm, cosy dining hall.

"Good day". she greeted.
Then went straight for the buffet reaching for eggs and buns, but carefully avoiding ketchup or other red substances.

Picking up on the conversation on the untimely death of the Malfoys, she pushed her plate aside and turned to Marie.

"I believe Mrs. Malfoy was found in the kitchen... in a rather drained state... Although, I can't help thinking which of the gentlemen onboard particularly enjoy the sight of blood the most..." She made a small pause, glancing around.
"And I believe the Malfoys were having conversations with at least one of them..."
She sighed and turned to her plate again.

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[God, I'm gone for over 12 hours and LOOK what happens! Actually, I was around when the murder was announced, I just didn't have time to post XD]

After spending the majority of the evening wandering all over the ship finding several interesting compartments, but not finding familiar ground until the morning.

As she could not find her own cabin, she decided to sleep in a tiny little cupboard full of pillows and blankets.

"That was by far one of the best nights of sleep I have EVER had," yawned MB in the early hours of the morning. "Albeit, a little cramped."

She eventually found a set of stairs, headed all the way to the top, because at least from there she could find her way down to the dining area. She was starving! Again. Only this time, she found the right door by following the sounds of agitated and worried voices.

What on Earth could be going on? she thought, hoping that it wasn't what she thought it was.

She came into the dining room to find a large group of people looking very distraught. Ohhh god ... Then she heard the whispers of Narissa and Lucius' untimely deaths.

"WHAT?!"[/b] she shrieked, somewhat shocked at the volume of her voice. Face reddening, she moved quickly passed the group of people (and two hovering ghosts that for some reason she was not surprised to see) to see for herself what was to be unfortunatley only the first tradegy on this cursed ship.

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Sig: Teh Nurr

I've met Eru & Eä & Ellie & teh Arweb & Naur & Elenya & POTR!

POLKA WILL NEVER DIE!

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[you have such great taste as always ]

The Horseman had slept rather well. He always slept well. Except when he didn't. He lay awake for a few moments listening to the sounds of autumn. It was rather quiet today. He yawned and proceeded to get out of bed.

BANG!

"WHA-?!!!"

"ARGH!"

"HELP!"

SPLACK

"Where am I??" he cried as he found himself on a wooden floor. Dazed and confused he struggled to his feet, tripping over his boots. CRASH! "What form of torture is this?" he asked rubbing his head. "It must be a special room, where every movement ends in pain. Oooh" he gasped. "I've been kidnapped.... yes, Cousin Spartacus has always hated me for being the heir to Cousin Blumptus' estate....how often has he given me threatening looks... as well as he's able anyway.... he's kidnapped me in his attempt to make me denounce my claim.. or worse still" he gasped again. "He plans to kill me, oh the fiend!" he cried as he slapped his hand onto the palm of his fist. "How to get out of here" he said looking around with bleary .. er.. *ahem*. He gingerly got to his feet, but suddenly the whole room seemed to tip. "Oh, very clever Cousin" said the Horseman with a grimace as he masterfully kept his balance. But just then a more violent roll caused him to reel backwards into some... netting.. "Oh, that monster!" cried The Horseman as he struggled out of the netting. "He has me caught like a fish in a ... a... hammock?" said The Horseman. As he untangled himself, the "net" resumed its former shape and he could clearly see it was in fact a hammock. He then rubbed his er.. *ahem* .. and saw properly for the first time what room he was in. There was a bed, a wardrobe and en suite bathroom, other items of furniture and a comfortable looking hammock.

"Hahah" said The Horseman. "I remember now" he said, "I chose to sleep in the hammock last night, as something different. Now I remember where I am" he said somewhat relieved that the "special room" was all in his imagination. "You are so silly sometimes Algie" he scolded himself but he was far quicker than usual getting dressed just to make absolutely sure the murders and the guests and the cruise itself were really true. He was just about to leave, when he remebered the flowers Eliza hsd given him the day before. He had meant to give them to a certain someone. He turned to get them and carefully put them in his cloak where they would be safe. He walked towards the door happily humming a tune and stepped onto one of his own cute tiny little pumpkins and went *ahem* first right through the door.

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As The Horseman entered the dining room where all the guests were having their breakfast/lunch/dinner, the Horseman looking as if nothing had happened, spotted Yusef in a corner. Clicking his fingers he called "Gaston" and Yusef appeared. "Tell our gracious hostess Kit that I need a new door for my room please" to a bewildered Yusef. "And when you see that horse of mine" he lowered his voice "tell her I would like a new bunch of flowers". "Now carry on my good man" said The Horseman as he walked towards the group leaving "Gaston" with his errands.

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"How brave of you!" Sparkle exclaimed and her bracelets tingled as she waved at Georgianna. "Well, the best of luck to you then.."
In the mean time many of the living guests had returned to the dining room and Sparkle observed them all closely. They were all crazy in their own sort of way, but, Sparkle smiled to herself, none of them were so Sparkly as she was.
She poured herself another cup of tea; placing a second empty tea cup beside hers and decided this would be the best moment to plan the tea party she'd in mind yesterday. Sparkle drank her tea and looked around for a particular person and as she noticed Sir Algie, she arranged an empty seat next to her own and tried her best to be as sparkling as possible.

[ HH - I just can't stop laughing whenever you mention Algie's *ahem* ]

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[quote="EdwardElric"]"I was clunked on the head?" Ed thought for a moment. "Oh, Winry must have decided that it was bedtime... So, Roy, any theories on the murder so far?" The young man snagged a muffin off the table and munched while he waited for a reply.

Roy took a sip of the coffee that Riza had brought him and leaned back in his chair. "I have a few ideas. One the killer is mostlikely hideing himself as a scared victum on this ship. Two... actually that was my only idea." Roy said. "But we need to be very careful."

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"Oh Mr Algie!" Sparkle sighed breathlessly as the Headless Horseman sat down next to her. "You look particularly cheerful as well this mornig." She threw him one of her sickening sweet smiles, and poured him a cup of tea. "But I've slept awefully, I keep having nightmares," she said with a dramatical voice. "I think I'm afraid to be alone at night."
She nodded her head gravely and took another sip of her tea. "Hopefully there will be some distraction today.."

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It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

Having finished her meal - or well, with a buffet one never quite finishes - White Night listened to the others. However, the talk about death and murderers didn't manage to keep her attention for long as a.. for lack of a better word live soap unfolded right before her eyes.

White Night poured herself a cup of tea and leaned back to watch the cautious courting between the Horseman and the sparkly lady.

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