{RP} The S.S. Wishmaker - Tides of Witchcraft

[Neo Emolga]

The Diamond Ladies
Safe House LZ
Affected RPers: N/A

After waking up, showering, and getting dressed, Cassandra, Jarena, and Violet weren’t sure if they were expected to stay in the room, but after thinking about it, it would seem strange and suspicious if they did. Despite what happened with Lance yesterday, they felt they should still be safe around people in large gatherings.

For now, Jarena was on her bed, looking at her phone while waiting for Violet to finish up.

“Wow, can’t believe these people on Twitter,” Jarena said cynically, a bit taken back as she scrolled through the tweet pages on her phone. “So much hate. #CancelCass is trending, one guy by the name of ‘Sixtysixsix’ says ‘Wow, Cassandra Silvers shows how you can be both a winner and a loser at the same time.’ Or this guy ‘Moneycash69” tweets ‘Cass is losing her touch, almost lost to Avery. Cass, tell my grandma I said hi when you take up bingo instead.’ These people…”

“I know a neat trick that gets them to stop doing that,” Cassandra told her with a confident smirk, holding out her hand as a prompt for Jarena to hand over the phone.

“There’s like a good six dozen tweets like this on #CancelCass alone, and I haven’t even started looking at #HighSeasShame and #CrassSilvers yet,” Jarena replied with an unsure smile as she handed over her phone. “You could spend all day trying to return the roasts on them and you still wouldn’t get to them all.”

“Nah, it’s nothing like that,” Cassandra told her, taking the phone and going through the menus.

Jarena wasn’t too sure what Cassandra had in mind as she went through the menus. For a minute, Jarena thought Cassandra knew of some kind of backdoor hack or glitch that would allow her to crack into other peoples’ accounts or ban them altogether by obtaining illegitimate administrator access. After about a minute, Cassandra handed Jarena’s phone back to her with a smile. Jarena took it and wasn’t sure what exactly Cassandra had done.

“So?” Jarena asked, smiling with curiosity as she looked through her phone. “What did you do to them?”

She was looking and scrolling through her phone applications and it seemed something was missing…

“Wha… wait, you deleted Twitter from my phone!?” Jarena asked, surprised once she realized what happened.

“No need to thank me,” Cassandra smiled. “It’s my pleasure.”

Jarena looked at Cassandra with shifty, suspicious eyes, but she decided maybe she had a point about not being concerned about what toxic communities and internet trolls had to say.

“So what’s on the agenda for today?” Jarena asked, figuring Violet should be almost done. “I know that bonkers battle with Jon is happening tonight, but we still have all morning and afternoon to do stuff.”

“Jon and the League want today to look as normal as possible, especially considering what happened yesterday,” Cassandra told her, knowing what they did had to align with his plan. “We’re well aware that yesterday was… a hot mess, but we still have some work to do first. Chances are good people are still believing the whole scene where you and Violet turned each other into Pokémon. Heading off to Central Park to grab some breakfast would be nice, especially if we do it as humans.”

Jarena nodded, following along with Cassandra’s plan. It seemed to make sense, that’s what they had started the day off doing yesterday, first going to the pool before getting washed up to head back out again. And while most of the guests weren’t aware of what happened yesterday in terms of the hexes and reversions back at the pool, they might have seen the video.

Cassandra figured this would be a good time to dismiss it.

After Victini had woken up before holding on Cassandra’s shoulder and after Violet had stepped out of the bathroom, fully dressed and ready to head out, she looked to Jarena and Cassandra having their talk.

“For Jon’s plan to work, we need to act normal,” Cassandra explained. “Jon’s scheme with the Zoroark will need me to look surprised during the fight. I have a feeling he went out of his way to appear to be a jackass during his battle with Ethan. It’s setting things up for tonight.”

“So where do we head first?” Violet asked.

“We’ll keep it simple,” Cassandra told her and Jarena, “grab breakfast at Central Park and relax and sign autographs and greet fans. It’s our opportunity to dismiss the video that went viral when all three of us show up as humans. We’ll tell people we saw it and we’ll play it off as if it’s just some dumb meme with video filters going around. And that there’s no such thing as ‘Cinnamon the Eevee’ either.”

While Violet felt there was no guarantee of it working, it was better than nothing as long as they didn’t try too hard that people would see through with poor acting. But she agreed, not doing what they would normally do would seem suspicious to all the guests that weren’t fully aware of what had transpired like some of the operatives had experienced.

“So we’re officially not caring about Lance’s goons?” Jarena asked, wondering if she had forgotten about that.

“Not exactly,” Cassandra replied with a confident look. “They won’t attack us in a crowded area, hence why they waited until you two were alone last night so Lance could cover it up. Still, we do need to reinforce what Jon is trying to do and support the notion that the whole incident yesterday was just a Zoroark illusion.”

“I have my doubts, but fine, let’s try it,” Violet replied, grabbing her black leather bag in preparation to head out.

“Vict-tini,” (“Hey, every little bit helps!”) Victini chimed in with a smile.

And they decided to head out and hope today wouldn’t be a repeat of yesterday…

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The Diamond Ladies
Central Park

Leaving Safe House LZ was not very eventful, though the Ladies had discovered there were two operatives standing by, waiting for them to come out of their room. One of them was even Sami Culver, who Cassandra had transformed back yesterday. Cassandra was getting a bit tired of the escorts, but she decided not to fuss about it considering it was the last day of the cruise and not worth starting a confrontation over. She told Sami and the other young female operative they had plans to go to Central Park and grab breakfast from a café before signing autographs and greeting fans under the pretense that the events that happened yesterday weren’t what really occurred.

Once they arrived at Central Park and had claimed one of the picnic tables, the four of them sat down while Victini hopped off Cassandra and sat down on the table itself. The early morning crowds were sparce, but seeing as how it was only 7:25am, they knew the crowds would progressively get bigger and more people would be around as time went on. For now, they used it as an opportunity to take advantage of the short lines and quicker service. In addition to that, the shelves and racks were fully stocked where in an hour or two, items would be selling out and wouldn’t be as fresh.

“If they see us as humans, it undermines the video that went viral,” Cassandra told them, not so thrilled she had to rationalize her actions to the operatives. “It’s best if we play today like we did every other day of the cruise, save for yesterday. We’ll handle the questions and deny there was any Pokémon transforming going on.”

“Fair enough,” Sami replied, smiling and trying to be friendly, but focused on the mission. “I’ll let the League know what you plan on doing. You understand we have eyes and ears on you at all times, right?”

“We know…” Jarena sighed, rolling her eyes. “Golly, you’re still afraid we’re going to turn everyone into cute and fluffy Pokémon?”

“Bear in mind it hasn’t been even a full twenty-four hours since that whole fiasco happened,” Sami reminded her, not looking too thrilled. “I spent thirty-nine hours as a Minccino trying to get another human being to listen to me, and I couldn’t even get so much as a pencil and a pad of paper to write down and inform anyone what just happened. All this while wondering if I would ever be human again.”

Cassandra could empathize with her, but it was still pesky to her to be led by the hand to each place they wanted to go to as well as explain and rationalize out why they wanted to go there.

It’s just for the rest of the day…

“I’ll get breakfast stuff and drinks,” Jarena offered, noticing the Shaymin Café out of the corner of her eye. “I take it you don’t want the Cinccino Cappuccino, Sami?”

“Only if you have a Cinnamon Buneary and Cass has the Chai Tea Eevee,” Sami replied cynically, a bit unamused.

“Oh god, knock if off,” Violet replied with a hard sigh, rolling her eyes. “If this keeps up I’m going to skip the caffeine and just go straight to alcohol.”

“Please, let’s just relax, take it easy, and not start all that up again,” Cassandra replied, looking tired and not in the mood. “Fine, one large Chai Tea Eevee for me with a Pikablu-berry muffin.”

“Cool,” Jarena smirked, playing along with it. “And I’ll get a Matcha Greninja Tea with that Cinnamon Buneary. Violet?”

Violet just looked at her, sighed, and looked away, avoiding eye contact.

“Please don’t tell me there’s a Furret-themed item on their menu,” Violet told her, looking unenthusiastic.

“…The Furret Frolic Fruit Cup,” Jarena giggled, trying hard not to break out into full-fledged laughter.

“Fine, get me that,” Violet replied cynically, figuring she might as well throw her hand into this nonsense. “And a large Appletun Tea. And we can all look like idiots together.”

And with a silly smile, Jarena turned to Sami and was quite interested to see how she’d play along with this.

“Ah, Sami?” Jarena asked with a goofy smile. “The Diamond Ladies would like to treat you to breakfast.”

“One large Cinccino Cappuccino and I’ll take one of your damn Cinnamon Bunearies, too,” Sami replied, looking a bit irked. “Don’t mind me if I look a little deranged biting into its head.”

“Nah, the ears,” Jarena reminded her, giggling at her reaction. “You always start with the ears. That’s the rule.”

Jarena then headed off to the Shaymin Café to put in the orders and pick up the food and drinks. But she couldn’t help but giggle on the way there.