Characters: Xamira [
elegante_masks ], Mercutio [
failingmercury ]
Location: outside Camp Carnival
Date: Oct. 14th; evening
Rating: R for violence
She walked out, her legs wobbling a bit on those old stilettos, a look on her face like she hadn't seen this part of the ship before. Though any one of the crew that had been around long enough would know that she had seen just about every part of the ship.
"Captain's giving me a second chance, hm?"
She was talking to herself, but anyone in the stretch of hallway could have heard it.
"Oh my."
Xamira looked back at the broken lock, her paper thin body twisting on those worn out shoes, thin clothes ghosting over her bony figure. Her eyes lit up. She was excited.