WHO: Damon and Sveta
WHAT: Shopping!
WHERE: Around and about in port
WHEN: Saturday
WARNINGS: Shouldn't be
Damon looked around interestedly, his thumb absently running over the surface of his ring.
Everywhere was movement, hustle and bustle. It felt weird after the forced enclosure of the barge, wide and limitless. Even the blue sky above felt wider than the massive weird darkness that stretched over the deck.
Yes, he was very happy to be free of that ship, even if it was only for a few days. He glanced sideways at his warden. Then again, if the opportunity came to extend his stay...
He pushed down the little thrill of hope at the thought of freedom and made his way over to Sveta.
"So, what's the plan, oh warden of mine?"