[For Stephen]

[asher_talos]

[takes place the day after this]

He’d found the keys -- attached to the dumbest keychain he’d ever seen, no less -- in the pocket of his suit jacket when he got dressed that morning, and a small slip of paper accompanying it that simply read ‘Dock’. It’d taken a few hours before he eventually bit (figuratively) and followed what barely qualified

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Stephen didn't really know how he ended up at the docks, of all places. He would blame Chloe, but Chloe was off drooling on Asher's pillow. Ah well, it was still her fault.

He was checked out all the boats and wondering why people weren't always trying to escape on them, and noticed a familiar looking symbol on one. Huh. That was weird. Wasn't that the thing Asher had..?

Then he heard the barking and splashing, and Stephen was about to turn right around and leave - like he wanted to be a witness to a drowning dog? - but the flash of jet black gave him pause.

He practically tip-toed closer, then let out a sigh when he realized it was Onyx. Not drowning, thank God. Not that he cared. Peering at the boat, he wondered what the hell was going on, and so decided to walk right on.

[asher_talos]

Focusing past the keychain and out the through the open doors, Asher's brow rose. Apparently waltzing right onto strange boats was the trend of the day.

"Wanna be First Mate?" Asher asked with a faint, short lived smirk. It was his boat, so he got to be Captain. Now all he had to do was figure out how to drive it. How different could it possibly be from a car? Not that he ever officially learned how to drive one of those, either.

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Even though Stephen figured Asher would be around, he still stopped in his steps and blinked in surprise. He stared around at the pretty awesome looking room.

"You...have a boat?" Did Asher always have a boat and Stephen just didn't know? "Since when do you have a boat?"

Stephen didn't have a boat.

[asher_talos]

"I have a boat," Asher confirmed, lifting his head from the table, but still slouching over it. "Since today. It's like... like Beau, I guess." It definitely wasn't like Onyx; he didn't have a boat back home. A jet on the other hand...

"Random gift at the start of the year to soften the blow of all the fucked up shit this place is bound to cook up later on." He just hoped that the size of the gift didn't reflect just how fucked of things were going to get. The boat was a lot bigger than his horse.