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[ There are few things more frightening than being in a huge battle...and having to worry more about the rocking and shaking of the boat when your only means of existence is a fragile glass flask that you are incapable of touching. Which meant that for the whole ordeal Amoretta's had to stay in her cabin, holding all her pillows around it as best

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Amoretta? [have an tired Isabela. Who actually had to do some work for once.]

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[ oh gosh finally--she sounds just as worn out as she perks up and quickly calls back ]

I'm in here!

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[stomps down in the crew quarters] What is it?

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[ sob she's....latches onto what looks like a pile of bundled-up pillows ]

Please...help me. [ ;-; ]

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With what? [looking totally confused]

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It's my flask...

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The bottle? And?

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I can't touch it. But it's already tipped over...please, if it breaks... [ big woobie eyes at you Isabela ): ]

It's okay if you put it on the floor. I just don't want it to break.

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[arghhh. She needs to find less cute people to harass. This does nothing for her reputation.

She slowly unwraps the pillows, and finally finds the bottle. Holding it carefully.] You sure you want it on the floor?

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Anywhere is fine as long as it's not tilted... [ she sounds so apologetic-if she could touch her own flask she would, she promises. ]

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[places it on the floor, eyeing it carefully]

Can't you get a box filled with cotton and stick it in that?

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I wanted to, but then everything started rocking and shaking... I had to make sure it was safe.