Ocapt: "I do kinda deserve it though. I am a wanderer, after all. I don't stay in one place for too long, unless i'm connected to that place in some way."
Ocapt: "Oh, cool. I died fighting a sea dragon. And I can fit my entire ship in my pocket. I also have a tarantula named Alex. I was abandoned at a young age. The majority of my siblings are dead."
Ocapt: "I died while fighting a sea dragon... I managed to slay the beast, and my ship went down... Most of my crew died... A captain goes down with his ship, I suppose..."
Ocapt: "Have I told you yet that i'm actually a special variant of a Spirit? Most Spirits can't interact with living beings, but i'm just one of the lucky ones, and I can bless living beings with the gift of enhanced interaction before death."
Ocapt: "There is another special variant of Spirits... It's the kind that only certain living people can see, because those ones' visuals can't be comprehended by the majority of living eyes. It's very strange."
Ocapt: "The liquid only appears when i'm either under pressure, or if i'm scared. I've only seen Spirits having this problem though, so it doesn't affect living creatures."
Ocapt: "If you see someone that looks kind of like me, named Alexander, tell them that I miss him. I truly do. He isn't a Spirit yet, so he'll look normal, with a white head, horns, a cloak, and a sword-like weapon on his back."
Ocapt: "He was there when I died... We had been shipmates since June 12th, 1928... I was defending him... He was almost killed in the attack... He mourned me... We miss each other, oh so much..." *Ocapt starts crying*
Mischea: (she cracks open the door and sees Demon Sarvente)
*she gasps, closed the door, and covers her mouth with her hand, then Gossip starts playing*
