Free Time
[The Stewardess is standing on Deck 03 with a pair of expensive looking sunglasses on her face, looking out over the ocean. She leans out, squinting...
No, it was nothing. That dot she thought she saw was just in her imagination. Good, it would be troublesome if the pirates came back.
The Stewardess flicks her long, black braid over her shoulder and shifts her high-heeled, booted feet. Maybe she'd better keep watching, just in case.]
[OOC: feel free to come and talk to her in this rare moment when she isn't busy.]
No, it was nothing. That dot she thought she saw was just in her imagination. Good, it would be troublesome if the pirates came back.
The Stewardess flicks her long, black braid over her shoulder and shifts her high-heeled, booted feet. Maybe she'd better keep watching, just in case.]
[OOC: feel free to come and talk to her in this rare moment when she isn't busy.]