What did you put in that joint?

[aquariusgotlife]

Claude is listening to Sheila. Or, at least, he thinks he is. She's speaking, he hears the words, he responds - but whether or not he's really listening is questionable. He watches her move around, rallying the troops as only she can, falling to her knees and slapping the ground. Stepping up beside her, Claude falls, too. Watching Sheila, he

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[jusgimmehair]

... Berger's there - right behind Claude, but. He's sober, right now - his last trip was a bit too much, and he doesn't want to be that sick so soon.

He takes a step, not making any effort to conceal himself (he couldn't if he tried, but), and hesitates.

This is getting crazier by the minute.

*squee!*

[aquariusgotlife]

Claude turns around and pauses a moment, as if making sure that it really is Berger. He pulls Berger into a hug and squeezes a bit - he's not really sure what to say, but.

"What the hell is going on right now?"

[jusgimmehair]

Berger doesn't quite meep, and does hug back - he's actually surprised that he can feel Claude, the news of his death were just a bit ago, and -- yeah, this is surreal. Good. But surreal.

"I'm not really sure, to be honest. Only thin I can tell you --" he frowns, "is you're not hallucinating."

Most likely because I am.

[aquariusgotlife]

That makes Claude pull back.

"What do you mean? We're on a big fucking boat. And this doesn't look the Hudson."

[johnny_rockfort]

Johnny was coming out for a cigarette when he heard the call - and he wandered over lazily. New people, again. It's like this raft is suddenly crawling with new critters.

He's however surprisingly fine with this, and of course it has nothing to do with new developments in his life.

At any rate, he lights a cigarette, leans against the railing at a respectful distance from Claude, and says, "Oh, she's here, somewhere. Cute blond chick, long hair, sweet and idealistic, huh?"

And a long tug of his smoke.

[aquariusgotlife]

"... Yeah, that's her." Claude takes a step forward, surprised that the ground isn't moving under him or anything. He's just ... On a boat. "I'm Claude."

[johnny_rockfort]

It took Johnny a couple weeks to actually get used to the motion - he used to be sick all the time. Considering it was just after he died, it was ... almost an improvement.

"Johnny," he replies, still leaning on the railing. Johnny doesn't look the hippie part in the least, even if he has long hair. His style is one decade older in appearance, much less pacifist, though he isn't inclined to any violence right now.

"You just got here, didn't you?"

[aquariusgotlife]

"Guess it looks that way." Claude has indeed noticed the clothes. He takes them in for a moment. "Sweet threads, man. You from Canada or something?" He heard that the Canadians are a little off sometimes.

[vizir_daughter]

She was just out, trying to gauge the direction of Baghdad, and was laying a carpet to pray when the new man arrived.

Scherehazade blinks, gasps, and straightens up. Her voice is quiet, a bit soothing, heavily accented, if singing.

"Welcome to the Ship," she offers with a graceful greeting. Hopefully her robes won't look too foreign to a hippy.

[aquariusgotlife]

Definitely still trippin'.

"Uh. Thanks." He's going to have to talk to Berger when this is done.

[vizir_daughter]

She inclines her head. "You are welcome," she replies, very politely. "You were looking for Sheela, were you not?" She inclines her head, examines him. Something about the way he is dressed suggests that perhaps, indeed, he is looking for that Sheila.

[aquariusgotlife]

"Yeah. Or Berger. Or Dionne. Hell, even Woof." If she has any idea who those people are. "Seen 'em around?"

[ibelievein_love]

Well, this is a surprise.

Sheila sees him a few feet away, looking confused. She can't believe he's real, can't believe he's not dead.

"...Claude?" she calls out hesitantly.

[aquariusgotlife]

"Sheila!" He goes over to her, happy for the familiar face even if it might just be a hallucination.

[ibelievein_love]

"...Claude, you're...you're here." she says finally. "Really here."

[aquariusgotlife]

"Where else would I be?". He puts his hands on her shoulders, smiling a bit. "I didn't leave yet."

[fckingperfect]

Natalie's out on the deck after a morning of practicing the piano, and when she sees the newcomer, she waves. "Hey, you look lost."

[aquariusgotlife]

"Uh, yeah." He must have taken a wrong turn somewhere. But he'll wave back. Play along for now.

[fckingperfect]

He looks...well, like a hippie, Natalie thinks, and grins. "This is a boat," she says. "We're all stuck here." She shrugs kind of helplessly.

[aquariusgotlife]

"What, like, metaphorically?". He wanders over to her with a bit of a grin.