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With a grin on her face, Jamie followed Chad to the bar. Drinking with friends was something she was familiar with, at least. Hopefully, no one would get too wild, but even if they did, it’d be [i]fun[/i]! Woo! The bar looked tropical, appropriately themed for an island resort. She took a seat on one of the wicker bar stools next to Chad and leaned against the bar. Chad looked a bit nervous. Weird! He did look young though, so maybe that was why? 

Jamie signaled for the bartender, and the woman walked over. She was about to order when Chad spoke up… [i]asking[/i] to be carded? Her eyebrows shot up and she giggled, almost in disbelief. He knew that you didn’t ask to get carded, right? Weird kid. 

[color=Goldenrod] “I’ll have a piña colada, please!”[/color] Jamie piped up and handed over her credit card. [color=Goldenrod]“And… I’ll get one from my friend here, too. “[/color] She gestured to Chad. She would’ve gotten one for Joseph, but she knew that he preferred the harder stuff. A piña colada would be a little too light for him. Plus, poor Chad didn’t seem to know what he was doing here. 

The bartender came back with two fruity-looking yellow drinks in coconut cups with umbrella straws poling out of them. She set one in front of Jamie and the other in front of Chad and then walked off. Jamie enthusiastically took a sip of her drink. [color=Goldenrod] “Mmmm, this is good. You can really taste the pineapple! And the rum. It’s not very alcoholic, though, so we’ll have to have a couple if we wanna get drunk. And I could drink more than a few of these.”[/color]

Jamie cocked her head at Chad’s question and thought a bit. Actually, if she thought a bit, this was the first time Powers had [i]ever[/i] done this in her six years of working for him. [color=Goldenrod]“No, he really isn’t,”[/color] she told him. [color=Goldenrod]“I don’t know why he’d suddenly set up a vacation like this, but all the power to him! A vacation on the company dime is [i]awesome[/i]. He’s usually super yell-y and strict, but this is cool. Hopefully he’ll be nice this week. Not like he can get mad at me for wrecking any buildings here.”[/color]

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[quote][color=MediumOrchid]that’s an alright plan, max. not into getting kidnapped (though i’d bet money some of you are) but we don’t have a lot of options. 

blake i HAVE a girlfriend tyvm, and she is not a fucking villain. i’ll see what i can do about distracting her though[/color][/quote]

Patricia sat back and watched the action happen for a moment. Blake ran after the Black Baron, which she could only hope went well, and Malady disappeared into the hallway with some gangster-looking man. Just as that happened, she got another [i]ding[/i] from her phone. Apparently, Blake wanted one of them to eavesdrop. Patricia scoffed quietly. Since when had he become leader? [color=MediumOrchid][i]Notmenotmenotme…[/i][/color] But nobody else was getting up to go do it. So, with reluctance, Patricia stood from her chair, death-glared at Cerise, Max, and Alpha, and headed over to the side room. 

Were those… marbles moving on the wall? Patricia squinted for a moment and tried to reconcile what she was seeing with the laws of physics before she realized what they were. [color=MediumOrchid][i]Oh![/i][/color] A little smile appeared on her face. Those would be Rumi’s, and if Rumi was spying, she didn’t need to! Satisfied, Patti turned back around and headed back to the bar. 

She was maybe halfway to her seat when she got yet [i]another[/i] ding from her phone. She dug it out and read it, brows furrowed… ah. Shit. She stuffed her phone back into her purse. If Malady knew there were heroes on the ship… did she know about the rest of them, or just Brooke and Rumi? And if she was heading to the boiler room…

Patricia could guess that Malady was maybe closer to the boiler room than they were and was probably making a beeline for there at that moment. If they got there after she did, it would be too late for Brooke and Rumi. And if she was closer, she’d definitely get there before them. Although she didn’t know the two very well, she still didn’t want her colleagues to [i]die[/i]. That sort of took precedence over the whole not wanting to get recognized thing.

[quote][color=MediumOrchid] well, that’s bad! I think she’s closer to you two than we are. I’m gonna go delay her. everyone else, get to the boiler room asap[/color][/quote]

Heart pumping in her chest, Patricia did a full 180 on her heel and headed right back into the hallway. Malady had just left the room after murdering Jim Rockferry and was heading straight down the hall to the boiler room. [color=MediumOrchid][i]What should I do?[/i][/color] She had options, but little time. Should she sing? No, she’d hear her and send that mist at her. Making someone vomit was a good way to shut them up. Judging from their only reaction, she didn’t seem likely to kill Patricia. Maybe she should mention that ominous note? Bump into her?

Yes, that was the right way to go. She clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and sped-walk towards Malady’s back. Then, just as she was turning the corner, Patricia barreled into her with the grace of an ox, sending both of them falling to the ground.

[color=MediumOrchid]“Oh! Oh no, I am so sorry, I am such a klutz. It seems I don’t look where I’m walking. I was just looking for the bathroom…”[/color] Patricia trailed off. In case Malady didn’t recognize her, she didn’t want to reveal herself too prematurely. But if she did, she’d go on with the second phase of her impromptu plan. Breath held, she waited for a response.

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