Diplomatic Immunity: Three on the Boat

[unleashed]

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

Rystil
[SBLOCK]*Sitting up Tiberius reaches for his shirt and slips it back on as he watches Aspasia.*

“Surely I should shoulder some responsibility...”[/SBLOCK]

 

[Rystil Arden]

[SBLOCK=Tiberius]"Of course you shouldn't, Tiberius. You're a guest on this ship, and I'm the crew member with the job to do. There is no way for you to be culpable in anything at all, and even if you were, what would they do, eh? You're a paying customer."[/SBLOCK]

 

[unleashed]

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

Rystil
[SBLOCK]“Yes and you were doing your job, helping a guest, even if it wasn’t your normal duty...so if the captain does say something please ask him to speak to me...”[/SBLOCK]

 

[Rystil Arden]

[SBLOCK=Tiberius]"Okay, you win, Tiberius," Aspasia replies as she begins to head out the door, but then she adds, "Just kidding!" as she giggles merrily and slams it shut behind her.[/SBLOCK]

 

[unleashed]

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

Rystil
[SBLOCK]*Standing after Aspasia leaves his cabin, Tiberius chuckles quietly to himself and shakes his head.*

Well I’ve said I’m willing to speak on her behalf should it come to it, I can’t do more...

*He then straightens up his own clothes, buckles his sword belt back on, and heads towards the galley.*[/SBLOCK]

 

[Rystil Arden]

[SBLOCK=Tiberius]*Tiberius reaches the galley, where some of the sailors are eating their meals, chatting amongst themselves.*[/SBLOCK]

 

[unleashed]

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

Rystil
[SBLOCK]*Tiberius serves himself some dinner...as he does so looks for the woman he interviewed earlier who said she was the cook.*[/SBLOCK]

 

[Rystil Arden]

[SBLOCK=Tiberius]*Tiberius catches a glimpse of the quartermaster's steely locks in a little kitchen attached to the galley. As she turns, Tiberius catches her bright brassy eyes for just an instant, but she quickly looks away and bows her head before turning her attention intently to her work.*[/SBLOCK]

 

[unleashed]

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

Rystil
[SBLOCK]Hmm, this could be a chance to practice my Seelie a little...

*Tiberius walks into the kitchen, stopping just inside the doorway, before he speaks in Seelie.*

“There’s no need to hide your bright eyes on my account,” he says, reinforcing the point he made the day before, before asking, “Do I frighten you in some way?”[/SBLOCK]

 

[Rystil Arden]

[SBLOCK=Tiberius]"It is not my place, my lord," she replies, in Vulgar Praetorian, setting down her skillet to bow, her eyes downcast.[/SBLOCK]