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[He nods, strangely sad about it]

Well. You have as much choice to leave here as I did to leave the Barge. Everyone wanted to fucking force me to graduate except you. I just got worse and worse there.

So what do we do?

Take the ship and send me home. [A soft huff that's not quite a laugh, it's too bitter for that.]

Who would you trust with the Deacon's powers? The Admiral's?

And demote myself. You seriously asking me to do that? I'm asking, not being sarcastic. For once.

Nobody. No one should be able to just magic us back to life. But that's not the world we live in.

[A long sigh.] No. I can't ask you to do that.

On the old ship, that fact alone would have graduated me.

We're not on the old ship. It's gone. I'm sorry, but...I don't know what wishing on the past is going to do.

People graduate here. It's just harder. Different rules.

People who graduate don't leave. No one I've spoken to knows anyone who has graduated and left, Trevor.

If 'wanting to stay' is part of their rules, then I'm fucked no matter what I do.

[Fuck. He'd known that, but somehow saying it out loud so plainly makes it all the more apparent that he still has no choice in all this: not if he wants to keep his family honor.

He taps the book in his lap]

Adrian and Sypha are going to be royally pissed off.

Let's go demote me.

Wh-

Are you sure?

[He stretches from his position, grumbling in his typical Trevor-esque way]

I'm comfortable here as both a warden and inmate, or a whatever-they-call-them, initiates and something. My weapons are here, my family is here. I like it on this ship and I knew a long time ago I wasn't going to 'get' to be alive again.

If you honestly think there's a chance for you to get out, I'll demote myself.

I do.

It's going to involve taking control of the ship, but I do think there's a way to get me home and still leave you this ship with your family.

Sounds like a fun way to spend an afternoon.

[He starts gathering up a familiar weapon; the family whip, Vampire Killer]

What's the plan?

We need to get likeminded magic users to help us get to the heart of the ship. We start communicating with it.

And...failing that, we break shit until we get someone's attention.

All right, well. I have a magic whip. Sypha might be out if she hears this is going to demote me. There's a Jonathan Strange here who's a powerful mage but his whole deal is fixing the ship, not making it worse.

I can see if I can talk them around to helping.

You're going to make her light me on fire. We only just agreed I would go back.

You still can. If this works and I'm able to leave, no reason you three can't, right?

They have deals that were interrupted. And Adrian's missing Hunter, and his dad. Won't want to give them up easily.

Anyway, like you said; no one leaves here, right? Could be years. Longer.

If they're counting on the Deacon to grant them a deal, yeah... I wouldn't hold my breath.

I don't hold mine with any of it. I think you're all idiots.

[Said with the most affection in the world]

But then again, we're plotting to go piss off a minor deity.

What are their deals, anyway?

Adrian's is to lock Hell up so that nothing else can come through it. Probably pissing off God and the Devil in the process.

And Sypha's is to bring everyone back from the dead, including people currently in Hell, so I'm not really drunk enough to figure out how to rectify two stupid, contradicting deals with a faceless fucking entity.

...Who is everyone?

Everyone that Dracula murdered, presumably.

Gonna be a total shitshow.

Trevor.

I'm ambitious but that comes with a lot of consequences. That's a tall order. [One he wouldn't be comfortable making. Of course Trevor Belmont's girlfriend would.]

You think I don't know that?

You try talking to her when she gets stubborn about something. She could out-argue the fucking devil himself.

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