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[checkbelowdecks]

[Stepping into her room brings you to the captain's quarters of her old ship, the Siren's Call. A large luxurious bed takes up much of the space. Decanters of alcohol are haphazardly lined up on a table in a corner and there's a desk against the other wall. Clothes are scattered throughout much of the room, as are piles of discarded jewelry. A

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[wolfuncaged]

[Well, at least this room doesn't have an evil and possibly gender-challenged mage strolling about. Of course, Fenris won't say he's hiding in here. He doesn't 'hide' from anything.

He just decided to come in here because she messed in his personal space. Yes. That's exactly it. He'll wander over to lean on the railing beside her]

Why am I not surprised yours is a ship?

[checkbelowdecks]

[any gender-challenged mages in here would also be hot, so it probably wouldn't matter much]

Really? I'm more surprised that it wasn't a brothel.

[wolfuncaged]

[He makes a slightly amused sound]

There might be one yet. Hidden in some dark corner.

[checkbelowdecks]

[a chuckle] If there is one, none of these big lugs [gestures to the men] would be working.

[not that she's approached any of them. Facing her ghosts isn't exactly her forte.]

[echivoc]

[An interesting dynamic - a bit haphazard and almost untouched is one side of the room, and pristine and fresh is that desk. Cross does not touch anything though, although he wants to touch and examine anything and everything in here. Instead, he goes up to the deck, breathing in the sea air as he moves towards the captain. Clearly this is not a wish of hers, to own a ship one day and commandeer it - no, she did own a ship and commandeer it.]

It is rather beautiful up here.

[checkbelowdecks]

[she glances back, a slow smile spreading across her face]

Surprising, isn't it? I was expecting one of those nice, dark alleyways you use to mug people.

[echivoc]

[he returns the smile, leaning against the railing next to her]

Well, you don't exactly peg me as the type to be in dark alleyways on a regular basis.

[checkbelowdecks]

[a chuckle]

No, I suppose I don't. Lying in wait for the occasional drunkard is much too boring.