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Chapter 11: A Litte R & R
The 36 candidates were aboard the airship, pondering the next phase.
Morgan found herself near four boys by the window.
Killua was gazing outside, half-listening to their chatter; Leorio felt airsick, having forgotten his medication, and Kurapika was engrossed in a conversation with Gon.
Suddenly, Gon pressed his face to the window, exclaiming about the clouds. "We're descending. I wish I could watch the clouds longer..."
Leorio turned even paler. "The sooner this ends, the better..." he muttered, looking queasy.
'Poor guy,' Morgan thought sympathetically.
The airship continued its descent, the clouds thinning.
"Hey, look! An island! That must be our destination," Gon said, capturing everyone's attention.
They looked down to see a small, crescent-shaped island—the first land since Trick Tower.
"Yeah," Morgan agreed, noticing, "There are lots of sunken ships around it."
"They're all shipwrecks," Killua remarked.
"I don't care; I just want off this thing," Leorio moaned, covering his mouth.
"Please don't puke; it's making my stomach turn too," Morgan recoiled, hoping he wouldn't.
The airship landed on the island. They disembarked, stepping onto solid ground—the deck of an old battleship to be exact.
Morgan fell in love with the splashing waters and cool wind; the blissful sensation of the beach. The surface of the sea is seen to appear blue. A breeze blows by, filled with a refreshing smell of the salty seawater.
Except, this place is going to be the site for the exam.
The wind brought fresh air to her nostrils and then followed by the scent of rusting metal.
It would have been nice without those ships.
'Why are there so many shipwrecks here? Is it just a coincidence they were all washed up here?' Morgan wondered.
"This must be the test site for the Fourth Phase," Kurapika mused.
"Probably," Morgan agreed.
"What will it be?" Gon asked excitedly.
Leorio, still looking sick, groaned, "I don't... feel... so good..."
"If you're going to puke, not here," Killua said, annoyed.
"I should have taken... motion sickness pills..." Leorio trailed
Morgan rolled her eyes. "We've been riding the airship since phase two. Dude, why now?"
Leorio groaned, "I'm still not over that rough ride at Trick Tower. Things got worse as soon as we boarded the airship."
"Oh, man..."
"Hello, applicants. We are your hosts," a voice called out. They turned to see an elderly couple standing before them.
The woman, with brown hair, wore a blue dress. The old man beside her had light purple hair streaked with gray, a red cap, and glasses.
Both bowed and greeted them, "Welcome to our hotel."
"Do you think they're the next examiners?" Leorio asked, still struggling with nausea.
"No. They're not," Killua responded confidently.
"How do you know?" Leorio questioned.
"I just have a feeling. Isn't that what Gon always says?" Killua replied.
"And what do your assassin instincts tell you?" Morgan inquired. "What do they say?"
"They say they're an easy target."
"Well, I guess they aren't," Morgan concluded.
"We're so pleased that all of you could make it," the woman continued. "My name is Banner, and I'm the manager of this hotel. I run it with my husband, Jinner."
"Nice to meet you all," Jinner said, waving.
"Did I hear you say this is a hotel?" Hanzo asked, approaching the elderly couple.
Morgan looked around again. A hotel?
'This is a hotel? Why would they build a hotel here?'
It's too far from the mainland and... With all these shipwrecks, it doesn't seem very welcoming. Were they really thinking this through?
But then again, they could use these shipwrecks as highlights of the resort. With the right target market, it has potential. It could be used for cultural heritage purposes, like recreational diving, and become a tourist attraction with scientific, educational, and monetary value.
Jinner gave a welcoming smile as he nodded. "That's correct. Part of this ship has been transformed into a first-class hotel with all the amenities. In the past, we've had the honor of hosting His Majesty, the King of Nebra. Additionally, this hotel is a favorite among celebrities, who fondly refer to it as 'The White Palace on the Ocean.'"
He seemed poised to say more when Hanzo stepped closer, his tall figure casting a shadow over Jinner.
"Yeah, uh, I didn't ask for a sales pitch. Let's get to the point: are you the Examiners or not?" Hanzo interjected.
Jinner turned to his wife. "Are we?"
Morgan face-palmed. "Oh boy…" she muttered.
"Yes, that's an excellent question," Banner said cheerfully. "The Exam Committee has entrusted me with a message for all of you applicants. 'If you've made it this far, then congratulations on a job well done. The fourth phase will commence three days from now. Until then, please take a break and enjoy all that this island has to offer.'"
"Wow, a break!" Gon exclaimed with joy.
"Ah, that's too bad. I was looking forward to diving right into the next phase," Leorio remarked arrogantly.
"Well, you sure recovered quickly," Morgan smirked. "Isn't this a bit too good to be true?"
"Oh, stop being so doubtful for once, Morgan. The committee must have realized we need a short breather," Leorio retorted.
He then abruptly turned around and leaned over the side of the dock, retching.
Morgan sweat-dropped. "Maybe we do need it."
"I spoke too soon…"
"I told you to go throw up somewhere else," Killua grumbled in annoyance.
"This has been pretty intense from day one; a little relaxation would do us a lot of good," Kurapika said approvingly.
Everyone nodded and murmured in agreement as they began walking towards the entrance, expecting three days full of excitement.
"Ah…I can't wait…" Leorio moaned. "I'm going to take the longest, hottest shower in history."
"Just a minute, please," Banner halted the crowd.
They turned to her.
"Great, now what?" Leorio complained.
"Here, you have to pay in advance," Banner announced. "10 Million Jennys per person."
It was as if they had stepped on a landmine. Gasps filled the air, and jaws dropped in shock. Morgan nearly fainted.
"10 Million Jennys?!" Leorio cried out.
"That's the price?" Gon exclaimed.
"Seriously?" Killua asked.
"That's way too expensive!" Kurapika argued.
"How could the accommodation on this ship be worth 10 million Jennys?!" Morgan complained.
"For that price, I could stay at the most deluxe hotel in York Shin City for six months!" Tonpa exclaimed.
Gon approached the couple tentatively. "Um…is there a special rate for kids who don't have a lot of money?"
"Who do you think we are?" Leorio shouted. "Do we look like royalty or something? Hardly anyone in the world has that kind of cash to spend!"
"Do you even know how to set reasonable prices for your business?" Morgan pressed. "There's just no way this could be so expensive!"
"If you can't afford to pay, we can't allow you to stay," Jinner stated regretfully. "Sorry."
Leorio threw his hands up. "Fine by me! I'd rather camp out on the island than stay in one of your ridiculously overpriced rooms—"
"Well, we can't stay outside either, Leorio," Morgan pointed out.
"Huh?" Leorio responded, puzzled.
Kurapika nodded solemnly. "The main issue here is water. On an island this small, finding a freshwater spring is unlikely. Our only hope would be rain, but even if it does rain, we wouldn't regain enough strength to endure the rest of the Exam under this tropical sun. We'd be completely dehydrated in two days."
Morgan looked up, feeling the sun's intense heat on the seashore. The warmth and moisture in the air were palpable, making it clear that staying outside for three days wasn't an option.
"Well, what am I supposed to do?!" Leorio exclaimed. "I've never had that kind of money, not even in my wildest dreams!"
"For those unable to afford our rates, we do offer…an alternative form of payment," Jinner interjected suddenly.
"…Such as?" Morgan inquired.
"It's quite simple. What do you have to trade? Besides managing this hotel, my wife and I also operate a small antique shop. Given the numerous shipwrecks around the island, if you were to retrieve some treasures from them, you could use those to offset the cost of your accommodation. The quality of the room we provide would depend on the value of the items you find."
Morgan couldn't help but exhale in disbelief. Truly unbelievable.
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Their initial expectations for the day were gone as they focused on scavenging for antiques, moving from one shipwreck to the next.
Morgan began rummaging through the first pile of junk she came across. "This is troublesome..." she muttered, tossing a broken jar aside.
"Hey, watch it!" came an irritated voice from Killua.
"Sorry!" Morgan apologized, glancing back to see Gon and Killua taking their outer clothes, preparing for a swim.
"Are you trying to break everything you find?" Kurapika scolded.
"It was already broken," Morgan retorted. "Do you really think an old battleship like this could be worth so much?"
"I highly doubt it," Kurapika agreed.
"Those two old folks are taking advantage of our situation," Leorio grumbled, also joining the search and tossing aside unnecessary items. "We're working hard as if it's still part of the..." He trailed off. "Exam?"
"That's a possibility," Kurapika suggested. "This could be another part of the exam. Think about it. Hunting for treasure is a fundamental skill for a Hunter."
"So, like a Treasure Hunting Exam?" Leorio speculated.
"Yeah, exactly," Kurapika confirmed.
Well, he's got a point, Morgan thought.
"Don't think I haven't considered that," Morgan retorted, frustration evident in her voice. "But this whole situation is just too strange. A hotel in the middle of nowhere surrounded by shipwrecks? Have you ever wondered why they're all gathered here? And the Hunters Association giving us a three-day break? It's all too suspicious!" With a grunt of frustration, she flung a weird-looking clay figurine that resembled an angry Super Mario.
Kurapika contemplated her words. "I don't blame you for being skeptical. We should consider the possibility that this could be a trap."
Morgan groaned and abruptly stood up. "There's nothing of value here." She stripped off her sweatshirt, shoes, and running tights, leaving herself in a white tank top and cycling shorts.
"Are you planning to go for a swim?" Kurapika inquired.
"Yeah, there might be more valuable treasures underwater," Morgan replied. With deliberate steps, she made her way to the edge of the shipwreck and then submerged herself into the now refreshing water. "I'm going to dive and take a look around," she announced before taking a deep breath and plunging beneath the surface.
Suddenly, she found herself surrounded by blue. It was like being in a vast pool filled with multicolored rocks resembling sea creatures, sandy expanses akin to giant cotton beds, and various fish darting around. She spotted corals, some of them massive like mushrooms, and observed sea urchins, large white ones, as well as numerous goby fish hiding in the sand.
Morgan had been mesmerized by the underwater scenery until she noticed the ships below, now repurposed as habitats for marine creatures.
Feeling overwhelmed by the choices, she surfaced, gasping for air.
"Morgan!"
She turned to see Gon and Killua approaching her.
"Hey. Find anything interesting?" she called out.
Gon shook his head. "Not yet, but there's a ton of treasure down there. You should come check it out!"
"But if we all go together, we'll have to split the treasure," Killua grumbled, floating lazily on his back.
"Someone's not very welcoming," Morgan remarked, giving Killua a pointed look.
"Nah, don't mind him. We wouldn't have even found the treasure without Tonpa-san's help. Plus, the more of us there are, the more treasure we can gather," Gon reasoned before swimming away, prompting Morgan to follow.
Killua sighed and followed Gon, with Morgan trailing behind.
They arrived at the bow of a sailboat before diving beneath it, descending to a depth of 10 meters where they encountered a sunken ship, a pirate vessel to be exact.
As they touched the decaying wooden hull, Morgan looked around and felt a sense of awe at being in that moment, in that place. Nothing else seemed to matter.
Exploring further, they discovered treasure chests within the ship, filled with an abundance of coins and jewels in various colors.
Morgan selected a ring adorned with a shimmering sapphire stone, even in the dim light that filtered through the water. She marveled at the treasure trove, realizing that these pirates must have plundered it from someone of high status.
Gon and Killua retrieved a large chest and signaled to Morgan that they were ready to ascend. She nodded in acknowledgment.
Grabbing an empty, smaller chest, Morgan began transferring whatever treasures she could salvage from the larger chests until it was full.
As her lung capacity neared its limit, Morgan prepared to ascend when a glint caught her eye. Intrigued, she swam towards it and discovered a silver necklace hanging delicately on a piece of coral, as if on display in a jewelry store.
The celestial design of seven sparkling crystals arranged like a star, set in finely engraved sterling silver or white gold, left Morgan in awe.
'Wow," she thought, mesmerized by the beauty before her.
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As everyone finished, they gathered on the dock, surrounded by numerous trunks and treasure chests. Gon and Killua carried their chests to the table where Mr. Jinner was inspecting the goods. Placing their chest on the table, they eagerly opened the lid.
"How does it look?" Killua inquired, a smirk playing on his lips. "It's got to be worth at least a hundred million."
Jinner used a magnifying glass to examine the jewels. "I'm afraid it's only worth about a hundred thousand," he declared.
"What?!" Killua exclaimed, disbelief evident in his voice. "Are you kidding me?"
"Well, for starters, there's a mixture of jewels and diamonds here, and most of them need to be re-cut," Jinner explained.
"A second-class cabin for you," Banner announced, handing Killua the room key. The young assassin growled in frustration and followed Gon away from the table.
Gon let out a sigh. "Even if they aren't perfect, I'm sure Aunt Mito would love to have some of these…" he mused.
Morgan smiled warmly. "You're so thoughtful, Gon. I'm sure she'll love them."
Gon grinned back. "Yeah, seeing her happy would be the best!"
Their conversation was interrupted as Leorio stumbled over, struggling under the weight of a massive chest.
"Whoa!" Gon exclaimed. "You hit the jackpot!"
"I certainly did!" Leorio declared proudly. "With this treasure, I won't even need to finish the Exam!"
"Really?" Gon asked, intrigued. He and Killua crouched down to examine the chest.
"Of course! With this, I can become a doctor and live a life of luxury!" Leorio proclaimed confidently, before opening the lid and recoiling in shock.
"Uh, what are those?" Gon inquired, poking one of the large black balls.
"They look like cannonballs to me," Killua remarked casually.
Gon turned to him. "Do you think they're worth a lot of money?"
"I don't know; why don't you ask him?" Killua suggested, gesturing towards Leorio, who was on the ground, twitching.
Gon looked at Leorio with innocent curiosity. "So, Leorio, do you think you can live a life of luxury with these?"
Leorio let out a defeated groan, realizing his hopes of wealth had been dashed.
Morgan was on the verge of falling over from laughing so hard as Kurapika stepped up to the table, presenting a large golden pendant in the shape of a lizard adorned with red jewels.
"Oh…" Jinner breathed, intrigued. "And what is this?" he asked, delicately taking the pendant from Kurapika's outstretched hand.
"The legendary Golden Pendant of the Kurta Clan, said to offer protection to whoever wears it," Kurapika replied calmly, his expression stoic.
Jinner examined the pendant under the light before meeting Kurapika's gaze. "...It's genuine," he confirmed.
Gon and Killua approached, curious. "Is it worth a lot?" Gon asked eagerly.
"I'm afraid its monetary value is not much," Jinner admitted.
"I have no intention of exchanging this for a room," Kurapika stated firmly. "As the owner of this hotel, I was wondering if you could provide me with some information." He gestured towards the red ship visible from the dock. "How long has that ship been there?"
Jinner followed Kurapika's gaze. "Unfortunately, I can't answer your question. The ship was here before we were."
Kurapika lowered his head sadly. "I see…"
Jinner returned the pendant to Kurapika's hand. "Here. You can have this back. And this," he added, placing a key on the table, "is yours as well. It's the key to your room."
Kurapika accepted both items with a slight bow. "...Thank you very much," he said softly.
By now, most of the examinees had retired to their rooms, leaving Morgan to step up to the table.
"And what do you have there?" Jinner inquired, his curiosity piqued.
Morgan opened the lid of the chest, revealing its contents. Jinner's eyes widened as he focused on the uniquely shaped pendant among the treasures.
"Oh my…I've never seen anything like this before…" he murmured, clearly impressed. "Where did you find this?"
"I discovered it underwater, hanging among the corals near a sunken pirate ship," Morgan explained. "Do you know what it is?"
"No, I'm afraid not. But I can tell you, it's an enchanting pendant you have there. It seems like a fitting gift for a lady, perhaps even a queen. It tells a story of history," Jinner mused.
"Is it genuine?" Morgan asked, hoping for confirmation.
"Yes," Jinner replied, looking up at her. "Would you like to exchange this and the rest of your chest for a room?"
"Um, yeah, sure," Morgan agreed, not fully comprehending their conversation.
Jinner nodded in understanding and handed her a key. "Room 212."
"Thanks," Morgan said, accepting the key with gratitude.
After stealing one last glance at the pendant, Morgan entered the hotel and navigated her way to the cabins. The initial impression she had from the exterior persisted as she stepped inside. It lacked the grandeur she had anticipated.
Despite the presence of a carpet, everything felt mundane. There were no lavish decorations, not even an extravagant flower arrangement to be found. It certainly didn't exude the opulence one would expect from a hotel with such a hefty price tag. The absence of see-through elevators or sparkling Swarovski crystal stairs further reinforced her disappointment.
Finally reaching her designated room, Morgan entered and surveyed the space. It was bare-bones, containing only the essentials: a bed, bathroom, and closet. The room lacked any semblance of luxury, further dampening her expectations.
Already inside the room was a boy, a few years older than Morgan, dressed in white pants, a white shirt, and a red vest. He had shoulder-length brown hair, partially covered by a light purple cap.
"Oh, so you're my roommate. I was wondering when you'd show up. You wouldn't mind having a boy as a roommate, would you?" he greeted, neatly arranging his bow and quiver beside his bed for easy access.
Morgan shook her head and placed her bag and sword on the remaining bed. "Not at all, uh..."
"Applicant number 53, Pokkle," he introduced himself.
"Pokkle, alright. Nice to meet you. I'm Morgan," she replied as they shook hands.
"I'm headed for the shower. So if you want to freshen up, you better wait," Pokkle informed her as he headed into the bathroom.
"That's fine, I'll just step out for a while," Morgan said before leaving the room.
"Oh, Morgan! Join us. We're going fishing!" Gon called out, with Killua, as always, standing beside him with a bored expression.
Surprisingly, their room was only three doors down from hers. Since Morgan hadn't eaten since Trick Tower, the idea of fishing sounded appealing. So she decided to follow the boys.
It was already lunchtime, the sun blazing at its highest peak. As she breathed in the fresh air, the salty scent of the sea tickled her nose once again.
Since Killua insisted on learning to fish, Gon eagerly offered to teach him. Left with nothing else to do, Morgan tagged along.
Gon demonstrated how to attach the worm to the hook, but Killua recoiled in disgust. "How can you touch that thing?" he exclaimed, his face twisted in pure disgust.
Both Morgan and Gon exchanged amused glances. "Even though you spill people's guts," Gon pointed out.
"That's different!" Killua protested.
"If you want to learn fishing, then you'll have to learn how to hook a worm first," Morgan remarked, rolling her eyes at Killua's aversion.
Left with no other choice, Killua reluctantly tried his hand at fishing for a few minutes. Meanwhile, Morgan gazed out at the water and noticed something stirring beneath the surface. Suddenly, Killua felt a heavy tug on his line.
His excitement was palpable, and his shouts earned an unexpected stare from Morgan. She couldn't help but smile. "Hold up the fishing line! Hold it up!" she instructed him.
"Pull it slowly," Gon advised his friend.
They spent a few minutes reeling and pulling in the fishing line until Killua eventually caught the fish.
It landed on his stomach.
The two of them marveled at the enormous fish wriggling.
"Get it off me! It's creepy!" Killua screamed in hysterics.
Gon and Morgan couldn't help but laugh, wondering if this was the same person who was known as an assassin.
They remained on the deck for a while, enjoying the grilled fish they had caught. Morgan listened intently to Gon's numerous camping stories from Whale Island. Eventually, she learned that Gon's motivation for joining the exam was because of his dad.
On the other hand, Killua entered the exam simply because he heard it was fun. However, according to Gon, it was more about Killua wanting to escape from his family and not wanting to be an assassin anymore.
As the sun grew increasingly intense overhead, they decided to retreat inside the ship. They explored various areas including the armament, chart house, and then the bridge.
Their exploration of the ship consumed most of the day, with the sun beginning its descent in the sky.
As streaks of red and deep orange painted both the skyline and the water, casting everything in a dark golden light, Morgan separated from the boys and made her way to the foredeck. There were quite a few candidates scattered across the deck, taking in the breathtaking view.
Morgan soon spotted Leorio, leaning against the railing and gazing out at a burned ship not far off in the distance. She recalled it as the Kuruta Ship, the same ship where Kurapika had found the pendant. And her guess, the blonde must've burnt it down.
She guessed some memories... Just aren't meant to leave traces.
Lost in thought, Morgan debated whether to approach Leorio or not. However, before she could make a decision, Leorio looked up and caught sight of her. He waved her over, making it impossible for her to sneak away unnoticed.
"Hey Morgan!" he called across the deck, making it impossible to ignore him. "Come here!"
Morgan waved back and, feeling somewhat reluctant, stood beside Leorio.
"Hey," she greeted him, leaning against the railing and admiring the stunning sunset over the sea. The colors of the sky were unusually beautiful, but Leorio seemed more focused on the burning ship.
"How was your day?" he inquired.
"It's been nice," she replied.
"Ah, it would have been nicer with a beer," he remarked suddenly. "A cold can of beer. Don't you think so?"
Morgan blinked, caught off guard by the suggestion of alcohol. "I've never tried liquor before," she admitted.
"You should give it a try," Leorio encouraged.
Morgan raised an eyebrow, surprised by his suggestion. "Aren't you underage?" she asked.
"In my country, you can drink when you're 16," he explained.
She hadn't realized there were countries with such lenient laws. "Well, maybe I'll give it a try sometime," she said tentatively.
"You know, I have you figured for a hard liquor type gal," Leorio announced with a grin.
Morgan raised an eyebrow. "Why do you think so?" she asked, propping her elbow on the railing and supporting her head with her hand.
He shrugged casually. "Just a hunch."
Morgan chuckled. "Well, then I already know who to call if I need to chill."
Leorio laughed in agreement.
"Honestly, you two…"
Both turned to see Kurapika approaching them, wearing a disapproving expression. The scent of smoke emanated from him, confirming Morgan's guess that he had indeed burned the ship. "What good could alcohol do for you?" he questioned.
"Stop being such a stick in the mud, Kurapika," Leorio retorted, his tone smug.
Ignoring Leorio's remark, Kurapika turned his attention to Morgan. "A girl should not drink either," he stated firmly.
Morgan snorted. "Whatever you say, mom. I suppose I'll have to watch my actions around you," she quipped sarcastically.
"Being very drunk can be dangerous. It can cause seizures, dehydration, injuries, vomiting, coma, and even death," Kurapika interjected, his tone serious as always.
Morgan couldn't help but roll her eyes inwardly. 'Why does he always have to be so serious?' she thought.
Leorio chuckled at Kurapika's solemnity. "Well, now, you're just focusing on the negative side of drinking, aren't you? The key is to drink responsibly. It's all about moderation," he explained proudly.
"And what happens when you don't drink responsibly?" Morgan asked, genuinely curious.
Leorio grinned mischievously. "Well, in that case… You'll get a very bad headache in the morning!"
Morgan burst into laughter, finding the situation unexpectedly amusing. She never thought she'd be poking fun at Kurapika.
"So, what do you think Kurapika's type is?" she asked suddenly, changing the subject.
"The 'get drunk quick' type, I reckon?" Leorio replied with a smirk.
Kurapika responded dryly, "You're a wonderful judge of character, Leorio."
Morgan couldn't help but agree silently. Yes, she figured that was Kurapika's type indeed.
The blonde shook his head, turning his gaze back out to sea. The full moon was visible now, competing with the dim golden sunlight melting along the Western shore. "I don't intend to drink in the future," Kurapika stated firmly.
"Ooh, careful with your words. You might eat them someday," Morgan teased.
"One shot is only the beginning, blondie," Leorio chimed in, joining in Morgan's amusement.
"I like that phrase," Morgan said with a grin, and she and Leorio high-fived.
Seeing Kurapika's increasingly irritated expression, Morgan knew she should probably stop, but she couldn't resist. "You two already speak like drunkards," he snapped, clearly annoyed. "I'll go ahead first."
"Oh, come on, Kurapika, be a sport!" Leorio protested. "Stay here and join the fun!"
"Don't you prefer our company?" Morgan added, snickering.
Kurapika rolled his eyes. "I prefer civilized company," he retorted before turning and leaving.
Morgan smiled, looking at the blonde's retreating form. "I see you don't get along with Kurapika sometimes."
"I rarely get along with the guy," Leorio returned, jokingly. "He's a pain in my ass."
"I got the impression you were rather fond of him."
"Oh, I'm very fond of him. But that doesn't make him any less pain in my ass."
Morgan's smile grew. "He is rather difficult."
"Difficult? A smartass, know-it-all like him is impossible!"
"I believe we have something in common, Leorio."
They shared a knowing grin. But their bonding experience, however, was short-lived, when she noticed it was completely dark outside. "Well, I've had a good chat," she said. "But I'd better get some sleep."
"All right, good night then!" Leorio called.
Morgan began the trek back to her room. Getting along with Gon, Killua and Leorio had turned out to be quite easy, and Morgan had just started to think that maybe she was finally going to make friends in the Hunter Exam. And then, she'd almost had a bonding moment with Kurapika, which was nice, even he's a bit aloof.
"There you are. I'm done with my shower… six hours ago." Said Pokkle jokingly, right after Morgan opened the door.
She just smiled and took a shower before hitting the bed. It was a tiring day that she fell asleep almost immediately. Not even worrying that she's with a stranger that could attack her in her sleep.
Morgan only woke up when she heard a loud commotion coming from up on deck. She looked at their window. It was still dark outside.
She suddenly heard the familiar sound of the airship.
"Pokkle, wake up! Something's going on!" They bolted outside their room, seeing everyone else is doing the same.
The candidates ran outside to see that Banner and Jinner took the airship and left them.
"This is probably what that shiver was trying to warn me about " She heard Kurapika muttered.
"Shouldn't you be a little bit mad? They took off and left us here!" Leorio exclaimed.
"We were being careless," Killua said.
Morgan felt a sense of unease settle over her. Her instincts were telling her that something bad was about to happen, and she couldn't shake the feeling that their situation had just taken a turn for the worse.
For those who haven't seen the 1999 edition, this segment serves as a filler arc. I've added it because I think it's enjoyable that they included it—a collaborative effort before the predator-prey dynamics on Zevil Island.
Enjoy!