Stranded in the triangle

[Ravenloft]

OOC: This thread is intended only for myself and Moonlight, thank you.


It was night time, as the carnival cruise ship made its way through the dark ocean of the bramuda triangle. The odds couldn't be more stacked against the cruise ship though. A storm was on the way, the captain had been drinking, there was a nasty little reef was up ahead, and it WAS the bramuda triangle after all...

In the show room though, everyone was clueless to the danger looming in on them. They were all enthralled, or annoyed with the entertainment for the night, most were intoxicated as well...

The entertainer was Jonathan, the Amasing Jonathan to be exact. He was a comedian, a prop comedian no less. He'd picked a person out of the crowd to come up on stage and 'help' him with his act. A woman, he helped her up, and once she was on stage, he reintroduced himself to her, as though she had not heard his name when he had first come out on stage. "Jonathan" he said as he patted his chest. She replied by saying her own name as he offered her the mic. "Megan." He pulled the mic away saying. "No, ma'am, its Jonathan..." As though he were correcting her, giving her a teasing glance he smiled. "And what's your name?" She was going along with his routine as good naturedly as she could. "Megan" she repeated with a slight laugh. "Oh! Megan, I get it, nice to meet you megan, do you have a dollar I could borrow, its for a magic trick, Megan." He said in a quick stream of words. All she had on her was fifties at the moment, she pulled one out hesitantly and Jonathan snatched it away. "thanks, that will do just fine. Okay, now... Anyone have a lighter? Is there a lighter in the house? Yeah?! Okay, toss it up here man!" He catches a red lighter, turns around and drops it into a large glass container. "That will just about complete my collection..." He turnes back toward Megan and smiles almost wickedly as he folds the fifty dollar bill. "Lift your hand up if you would, please Megan." He says as he comes to her side.
"Okay, now, make an angry fist... No... Thats a bed room fist Megan..." He joked as he imitated her loose fist, as though he were masturbating. "I'll have to get your number later on." The laughs were really starting to pick up and Jonathan was getting into the groove of his routine. He went through the rest of it in short order and left the stage, pleased with his preformance.

Eventually, he snuck out into the audiance, looking for Megan to thank her for being such a good sport and to offer her a drink.

 

[Moonlight_33]

Moonlight

Megan was at first a little annoyed with the Great Jonathan and his treatment of her on stage. She was never one to enjoy being the centre of attention, and being made look like an idiot was even less to her liking, but she did understand the light hearted context of his performance, and wasn’t one to hold a grudge for long.

At the end of his performance, he asked the audience to give her a big hand, and she took a quick curtsy before leaving the stage and making a graceful exit from the ballroom. What she needed right now was some fresh air, a moment or two to catch her breath, gather her thoughts, and let go of the idea of throwing the Great Jonathan overboard. With a glass of champagne in her hand, she made her way to the aft deck, looking out at the endless expanse of stars, and ocean.

Lost in her thoughts, she hardly noticed the flashes of lightning that lit up the otherwise clear sky on the horizon. The sound of the ships engines, the props churning up the water, and the wind in her ears, cloaked the sound of the storm that was building just beyond sight.

Standing alone in the dim light of the aft deck, she thought about her life for a moment, and wondered if coming on this trip was truly a good idea. Her parents bought her the ticket as a birthday gift after her five year relationship with highschool love, Tony, came to an abrupt end. Catching him in the hot tub with guy next door was a little more then she could forgive. If it had of been the girl next door, she might have been able to deal with it, but the GUY? It was a little more then she could let go of just yet. Her parents thought some time out of town would do her good, and a change of scene would be of benefit. So far, it hadn’t been bad, but it had done little to clear her mind. Perhaps they thought she might find one of those on board romances that would take her mind of Tony for a while, but the last thing she wanted right now, was romance.

Another flash of lightning lit up the horizon, this time catching her attention. There was something odd about it that she couldn’t quite put her finger on. Another flash and she had her answer. It was the colour. She had never seen green lighting before. Perhaps it had something to do with the atmosphere, but then, she really didn’t care much for weather forecasting.

Finishing her glass of champagne, she tossed the glass into the ocean, and headed back inside. The night was still young, and she had a good book back in her room that was in need of her attention.

 

[Ravenloft]

Jonathan:

He'd searched the entire ball room, and found that Megan was simply not there. She had seemed slightly annoyed, he could tell even through her mask of good naturedness. "Crap..." He sighed to himself as he made his way to the bar. He waved the bartender over and asked. "Did you happen to see the woman I had up on stage with me leave?" The tender looked up, smiling. "Hey man, great show, that was some funny stuff. Ah, her? She got a glass of champaign and went out for some air, I think, just a few minutes ago, if you hurry, you might catch her. Heheh... Bed room fist... That was funny!"

Jonathan smiled and shrugged. "Thanks man." He said as he turned and made his way for the door, hoping he could catch her. It was odd, most times he'd just have let it slide, but he really wanted to catch up with her. Just as he stepped outside, he saw her tossing the empty glass of champaigne into the ocean.

"Megan! Hey there!" He called out as he rushed up to her, she'd already turned and was walking toward him, he didn't realize that she was actually going to her room though. Smiling brightly, he stood before her. "Hi there Megan, I wanted to thank you for coming up on stage like you did, you did great!"

 

[Moonlight_33]

Moonlight

“AH, The Amazing Jonathon. Feel like a dip? No? never mind. The stage thing was ok, but if you ever pull me up like that again you are gonna need a lesson in deep sea fishing.” She gave him a condescending smile, but felt her mood beginning to soften as his eyes continued to sparkle with good humour. “I was on my way back to my room, unless you were about to invite me for a drink, in which case I might rethink my plans.” She really didn’t want to back to her room and spend the evening alone, but then she didn’t want to spend the evening sitting at the bar alone getting hit on my over weight losers old enough to be her father either. Jonathan seemed like a reasonable guy, at least he was mildly amusing.

On the horizon, another flash of green lightning lit up the sky.

 

[Ravenloft]

Jonathan:

Smirking alittle at Megan's joke about swimming with the fishes Jonathan offered his hand to her. "You must be psychic, I was just about to ask: care for a drink?" It was then he saw the eerie green lightning. "Come on, lets get back in there before it starts raining. Wouldn't want you to get all wet so soon, would we?" He said as he cocked an eyebrow teasingly.

 

[Moonlight_33]

Moonlight

Megan didn’t miss the tone in his voice or the gleam in his eye. She gave him a look that warned him his swim with the fishes might still be on the cards. She decided small talk might be the better way to start the evening. She could always throw him to the fish later. “So how long have you been an entertainer?” Taking his hand, she followed him through the door and back into the semi-crowded bar.

 

[Ravenloft]

Jonathan:

"I've been at it for over ten years now, funny thing is, my material hasn't changed all that much. Sure, a foam brick tossed into the crowd here, a stolen lighter there, but its still pretty much the same routine I started with. Its the crowd interation that I love the most though. And as long as I've been doing it, I've not seen more than, two, maybe three other comedians get the audiance directly envolved, like I do." Jonathan said as he walked with Megan to a secluded table, lit by a softly glowing centerpeice, candles floating on top of a crystal bowl of water. It was quite elegant.

He let go of her hand and pulled a chair out for her, smiling at her as he did. He motioned for a waiter as well, before circling around to take a seat, himself. "But enough about me, how about you? What's brought you aboard the SS Minnow?" He joked, hoping she would get the reference.

 

[Moonlight_33]

Moonlight


“My parents thought a might hook up with Gilligian and forget about the real world for a while. Failed romance shattered my poor heart and scattered it to the four winds. I said the globe in search of the missing pieces.” He raised his eyebrows at her attempt to flirt with poetry and she couldn’t help but chuckle.

“I’m a writer by profession, I work for one of those mindless girly magazines that men seen to find so interesting. I just broke up with my boyfriend, and my parents though this trip would do me good. I’m quickly becoming bord though. I was thinking of combining a little work with pleasure. Maybe write an article about onboard romance. What do you think?”

The waiter placed a drink before her and she quickly took a sip, brazenly making eye contact with Jonathan over the rim of her glass.

 

[Ravenloft]

Jonathan:

"It sounds as good of an idea as any to me." Jonathan said as he took his drink in hand, from the waiter, a nice tall Samuel Adams Lager. He leaned forward as he sipped the foamy head off, then reguarded Megan with a teasing look. "Are you going to write from an outside perspective or are you intending to write this artical from first hand experience?" He inquired, not realising he had a spot of the beers foamy head dabbed on the tip of his nose, or perhaps he DID know... No telling, seeing as it was Jonathan.

 

[Moonlight_33]

Moonlight

Megan decided to ignore the foam on his nose. “I haven’t decided yet. Perhaps I’ll interview some of the other passengers, though I doubt this geriatric lot could remember what hot sex is. Perhaps the crew might have better stories to tell. First hand experience is not always easy to obtain. Especially experience worth writing home about.” Deciding she could ignore the foam on his nose no longer, she reached out with a napkin and wiped it away.

 

[Ravenloft]

Jonathan:

Arching his eyebrow at the mention of hot sex, Jonathan smiled, taking hold of Megan's hand just after she'd dabbed at his nose. He began to massage the palm of her hand lightly as he looked into her eyes. "If you ask me, it sounds like you're the type that looks too hard. experiences like that, they can't be forced, and very rarely can they even be sought out..."

 

[Moonlight_33]

Moonlight

Gently pulling her hand away, she crossed her arms and leaned back in her seat, a confidant smile brightening her pretty face. “And I suppose you are going to tell me that you are the kind of person with whom these kinds of experiences just seem to occur? No offence Jonathan, but meaningless fucking lost its appeal for me long ago, and romance leaves a somewhat sour taste in my mouth these days. Don’t get me wrong, I love sex, I must do, men have been fucking with my mind for years, I’m just being a lot more selective in my old age.” Her words were harsh but her eyes told a slightly different tale. The age old conflict between mind and body. Her body wanted to go for it, but her mind and heart warned her to caution. The last thing she needed right now was to become attached so soon after her break up.

She reached for her glass, intent in taking another sip of champagne, when all of a sudden, the ship lolled and her glass slid off the table and onto the floor.

 

[Ravenloft]

Jonathan:

Lowering his eyes and taking a sip of his beer, Jonathan did his best to not look the slightest bit put off by megan's not so subtle rejection. He looked up, and with the utmost honesty in his voice and eyes, said. "Quite the contrary, I honestly avoid romance, or, if you'd rather look at it this way, it avoids me, and I don't often go looking for it. None taken, but you should know, I wasn't looking to have a meaningless..." Just then, the room tilted, and he saw Megan's glass of wine sliding toward the edge of the table.

He tried to catch it, and almost did, but as it slipped off the edge of the table, it glanced off his finger tips and spun in the air, splashing the crisp, dry wine onto the floor, just before shattering right after. People began to mutter about the sudden shift in the ship, a couple children began to whimper, women looked about nervously as several of the men stood. Jonathan looked at Megan, arching an eyebrow. "Odd, I'll go see whats going on, will you stick around?" He asked as he stood, and just as he did the entire ship shifted again, violently, casting Jonathan forward, nearly sprawling over the table. Catching himself as the sound of shrieking, bending metal assaulted their ears, he stood straight up, going stark white. "My god, we've hit something..." He looked at Megan again, for just a split second before reaching out and taking her by her arm. "Come on, we've hit something, I'm no expert, but judging by the sound we just heard, I'd say we're all in big trouble.

Without waiting for her to argue, he dragged her out onto the main deck, where people were already spilling out from their cabins, some curious, some worried, and even more outright panicked. The crew was just getting its berrings, and setting about putting people at ease, although there was no word on what had actually happened yet. Jonathan didn't need to be told, somehow, he just knew. That sound... They had hit something, and it had torn into the ships hull, he just some how knew it... He looked matter of factly toward Megan, drawing her close so she could hear him over the panicked din of the other passengers. "The ship is taking on water, its going to sink, we have to get off this boat Megan." As hard as he tried to fight it, Jonathan felt his own fear and panic rising in his heart. It had been a long time, and he thought he had mastered it, but now, he wasn't so sure.

 

[Moonlight_33]

Moonlight


Megan fought to take everything in at once. The ship was sinking? What the hell could it have hit? They were in the middle of the ocean with the newest navigation equipment available, how the hell could they have hit anything? She tried to think, but it was impossible with Jonathan dragging her towards the life boats. All hell was breaking loose, people running blindly in all directions, no-one having any real clue as to what they must do. The ships hull groaned like a dieing animal, the sound echoing through the night, filling the hearts of all who heard it, with dread.

When they reached the life boats, they were already overwhelmed, and Jonathan screamed something about having another idea. In addition to the life boats, there were inflatable life rafts stored on the upper decks. Jonathan ripped one from its holdings and made for the side railing. He pulled the inflation leaver and threw the raft overboard while it was filling with air. Others had seen what he had done and raced for the remaining rafts, knocking Megan to the deck. A strong hand found her arm, dragging her to her feet, one word ringing in her ears as panic surged through every cell in her body. “JUMP!!”

As she hit the water, all the breath was knocked from her body and she found herself helpless, unable to swim back to the surface. Once again the hand of salvation found her and she was dragged to the surface, Jonathan pulling her towards the now fully inflated raft.

 

[Ravenloft]

Jonathan:

Drawing Megan into the raft uncerimoniously, Jonathan huddled over her, frantically gasping for breath himself, he was drenched, his muscles taut and shivering from the icey water. "Are... Are you okay?" He asked as he pulled back to look her over.

 

[Moonlight_33]

Moonlight

Megan’s body was almost numb, more from shock then from the cold water. Everything had happened so fast, it was hard to make sense of anything. “Yes, yes I think so.” Lifting herself a little, she look back towards the ship, just in time to see the stern vanishing beneath the waterline. The ocean about them was littered with lifeboats, debris, and passengers swimming for their lives. As she watched, a strange mist began to roll in, so thick that it completely shrouded her view of the other boats. Calls from the other passengers began to sound more and more distant, but the mist made it impossible to gain a sense of direction. A sudden fear surged through her. They were drifting away from the other boats. Shivering with the cold and fear, she cast a desperate look to Jonathan before moving over closer to him, taking what comfort she could from the warmth of his body, and his presence.

 

[Ravenloft]

Jonathan:

Jonathan was about to set out to help as many of the other passengers as he could, until the mist poured in. Just as megan realized they were drifting blindly away, he did to. He was stunned for a moment, until Megan moved over to share his warmth. He wrapped his arms about her frame and rested his cheek on the top of her head.

Thoughts of how to survive were already bouncing about in his mind. They nearly brought him back to panicking. But he closed his eyes and sighed out a breath, not dwelling on it, only focusing on Megan's warmth. It was then he felt a wave a sleepiness wash over him, and though he didn't intend to, he succumbed to it.

 

[Moonlight_33]

The warm glow of morning found Megan and Jonathan wrapped in each others arms, having shared each others warmth as they slept through the night. A sudden jolt in the raft brought them both awake with a start. “What the….”
The raft bounced a little as the surf pushed it closer to shore. Shielding her eyes from the sun, Megan looked about, the sudden realization of what had happened last night washing over her. Before them was the sandy shore line of what looked to be a tropical island, and she could not resist the urge to cry, though she was unsure if she wept out of fear, or relief. Another small wave carried the raft almost to shore, and it took all the strength Magan had within her not to cover her face with her hands and cry like a baby.

 

[Ravenloft]

Jonathan got up and stood next to Megan. He dragged the raft with him. Looking about, he felt too numb at the moment to react with anything other than dumbfoundedness. He scanned the scenery, shielding his eyes from the sun, then looked over to Megan who was on the verge of tears. He took her in his arms and smoothed her hair back, trying to give her what comfort he could, while he could.

 

[Moonlight_33]

Moonlight

As Jonathan held her in his arms, Megan released her fears and wept, feeling safer then she had in a long time, relieved by her own survival, and grateful to not be alone. Lifting her head, her eyes met his, and for just a moment, their lips touched ever so softly. A sudden gust of wind sent a chill through her, and she realized where she was. “Jonathan, we should search for other survivors. Surely we aren’t the only ones who made it.” Off in the distance, a strange howl echoed on the breeze, assuring them, they were not alone.

 

[Ravenloft]

Jonathan:

Jonathan felt a sort of protective ache within himself as he held Megan. He wanted rage against the situation they found themselves in, but it wasn't a physical thing, brute strength, violence were pointless. All those thoughts passed out of his mind though when he felt the light touch of Megan's lips. She shivered in his arms, and suggested that they search for survivors, so he didn't have the chance to think about what, if anything that kiss might mean.

He nodded grimly as he stood to his feet, helping her up as he did. "We should probably find shelter first, you're shivering." He reached out and pinched a corner of her damp shirt. "You're cloths are still wet, and I don't want you to get sick." He explained, not wanting to say that he was afraid that they were indeed completely alone.

 

[Moonlight_33]

Moonlight


Megan surmised that he was probably right. The last thing they needed was to become sick when there was probably no medical care within god knew how far. Besides, she wasn’t particularly fond of running around in a wet evening gown. To bad they hadn’t had more warning, she could have changed into more suitable survival wear. Looking at Jonathan, he didn’t look and better then she did. “You’re looking a little damp yourself. Not that the wet look doesn’t look got on you.” She gave him a small smile, trying to brighten the situation a little. When he smiled back, she felt her belly flutter a little. He really did have a handsome face but it was even more so when he smiled.

The shore line was lined mostly with coconut trees, but deeper in there was more dense foliage that became jungle within a shire distance. There were no signs that anyone had ever been there before, anyone human at least, so if they were to build shelter, it would have to be from scratch. Hearing the sound of running water not to far off, she suggested they try and find it. She really hated the feel of sand in her panties and cool drink of water sounded nice as well.

 

[Ravenloft]

Jonathan:

Still smiling, Jonathan peeled his shirt off. "What a way to get me out of my cloths, huh?" He joked with her, teasing as he shook his shirt out away from her. He wasn't terribly muscular, but he was fit. He paused as he looked at his shirt. "In this weather, it will probably take a couple hours, if not more for our cloths to dry..." He wasn't trying to say it in a sexual 'lets get nekid' way, but he suddenly realized that with the tention between the two of them, thats probably how it came out. So he looked up at her. "Oh, god, I didn't mean it like that, I just mean..." He blushed as he lowered his eyes and looked off to the side, getting a glimps of how her dress clung to her long legs as he did, his blush deepening because of it.

Megan heard the sound of running water and suggested that they go look for the source. Jonathan nodded, thankful for the change of subjects. They walked along the shore line, the sound of cascading water growing closer. Jonathan was looking about, a sence of growing wonder was coming over him. This place was actually quite beautiful. And heck, drawing in on its beauty was much better than the alternative, thinking about the dreary fact that, for all they knew, they were stuck here.

It was then that he saw something floating in the water. It was a suit case. He lifted his head, his eyes going wide. "Oh my god!" He breathed as he reached over to turn Megan toward the water. Letting her stand there and realize what she saw, he took off, rushing toward floating suit case. I minute later, he dragged it up beside her and crouched down. All excited, he reached out to undo the latches... Only to find them locked. He balled his hands into fists and clenched his teeth. "Damn it!" He shouted as he slammed his fists down on top of the suit case. It had little numeracle spinners protecting the locks.

 

[Moonlight_33]

Moonlight


The discovery of the suit case was cause for a little excitement, but when they found it locked, it just seemed to provide more frustration. Getting an idea, Megan tapped him on the shoulder. “Give me a shot at it.” Kneeling down, she fiddles with the latches, then reached behind herself, picked up a rock, and smashed both latched to pieces. Giving Jonathan a wicked grin, she shrugged, “Works for me.”

The case held an assortment of clothing, toiletries and a bottle of fine French champagne with a happy birthday tag attached. Probably a ploy to avoid import duties, but a nice find, none the less. Close inspection of the clothing presented more then they could have hoped for with underwear, a bikini, shirts, shorts and even a floppy hat. Lifting out the bikini Megan couldn’t help but frown. “It had to be a thong huh?” the smirk on Jonathans face told her that he didn’t mind THAT one bit. Stuffing everything back in the case, they continued along the shore line, in search of the water that sounded so inviting.

 

[Ravenloft]

Jonathan:

All the while as they walked, Jonathan couldn't help but look over at Megan, taking notice of her body. They had slipped off for a moment before they had started out to find the water again to change. She had taken the thong and a long shit, but still, what was showing was a really attractive sight. He was carrying the busted open suit case, and although megan having opened it the way she did made him feel a little embarassed, he'd forgotten all about it within minutes. He was peeking at the tops of her breasts when she stopped and pointed off to the side. He followed the length of her arm out to where she pointed. Between a gap in the foliage, he saw the white water crashing of a water fall. Just the sight of it caused his heart to beat faster. Turning to her with a huge smile, he sat the suit case down and said. "Come on!" Catching Megan by her out stretched arm as he started toward the water.