The pleasure of your company
Who: Irene and Sherlock (closed)
missthewoman and whatsolarsystem
What: As arranged here, taking a snooping leisurely stroll of the Sif.
When: Backdated April 27, morning
Where: The Sif
Warnings: Horrible small-talk?
Nice and early, as promised, Irene appeared at Mister Sherlock's door. Although not anticipating any untowards adventures, she wore her 'walking clothes' all the same. (For one did not know what would happen when one went out with a Holmes.)
After a relatively short lift ride and walk, they had arrived at their destination - the Sif. At first glance it seemed entirely (and disappointingly) similar to the Thor. Yet as they were from the same fleet, it was to be expected.
Moving forward to where she could see other decks from the railing, she looked up and down curiously, then turned to Sherlock.
"Anywhere in particular you care to start?"
missthewoman and whatsolarsystem
What: As arranged here, taking a snooping leisurely stroll of the Sif.
When: Backdated April 27, morning
Where: The Sif
Warnings: Horrible small-talk?
Nice and early, as promised, Irene appeared at Mister Sherlock's door. Although not anticipating any untowards adventures, she wore her 'walking clothes' all the same. (For one did not know what would happen when one went out with a Holmes.)
After a relatively short lift ride and walk, they had arrived at their destination - the Sif. At first glance it seemed entirely (and disappointingly) similar to the Thor. Yet as they were from the same fleet, it was to be expected.
Moving forward to where she could see other decks from the railing, she looked up and down curiously, then turned to Sherlock.
"Anywhere in particular you care to start?"