Shards of Memory- Prologue: Fractured Union Part II

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Zaeryn T'Erilan, Male Altanian Arcanist

Rystil

[SBLOCK]*Zaeryn takes a look through the galley for something simple to eat, as he’s not much of a hand with cooking.*

OOC: Off to bed soon?[/SBLOCK]
 

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Zaeryn:
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*Zaeryn finds some bread and cheese along the counter, which should be easy to eat quickly.*

(OOC: Prolly if I can manage it--my classes start in 9 hours tomorrow)
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Rystil:

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Subterfuge said:
"Would you like me to show you your new ship, the Hesychia? Some of the crew should be coming in about now."

She smiles faintly as Subterfuge kisses her palm. "The Hesychia?" She pauses a moment, and takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself. "Yes... yes, that would be nice."
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Zaeryn T'Erilan, Male Altanian Arcanist

Rystil

[SBLOCK]*Zaeryn offers some bread and cheese to Valyssa, before taking a few pieces of each for himself.*[/SBLOCK]
 

Talia:
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"Wonderful! Please, allow me."

*He takes her hand gently in his and leads her towards the docks, where she sees a beautiful, small but sturdy customised Tradesman, with a sleek design that would give it greater manoeuvrability than an average Tradesman in tactical-speed situations and plenty of space belowdecks, with the cargo hold probably converted to crew quarters. There is a very large room across the ship from the sheltered area where the helm usually sits, perhaps a well-furnished captain's quarters.*

"This is the Hesychia--do you like her?"
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Zaeryn:
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"Mmm, thanks Zaeryn," Valyssa says over bites of cheese and bread, "It isn't as good as that diner with the crazy girl, but it'll do for now."
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Zaeryn T'Erilan, Male Altanian Arcanist

Rystil

[SBLOCK]“Well that’s what you get when you let me cook!,” Zaeryn quips, grinning as he begins on his own evening repast, “You know that’s just one more thing I really need to learn...like dancing, you know you really have to teach me how to dance...dont’ want me tripping over my own feet again, do we!”[/SBLOCK]
 
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Zaeryn:
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"That settles it, then! First thing tomorrow, I'm going to teach you to dance up on deck, and we're going to keep practising until you're an expert...or at least until you can keep up well enough not to embarrass yourself," she winks.

(OOC: I wouldn't really call it a midday repast, considering that they awoke for a late breakfast/brunch, then after the meal, two hours of reading, then several hours in the baths, then it took four hours through Valyssa's nap to read 500 pages, so its more of a dinner ;))
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Zaeryn T'Erilan, Male Altanian Arcanist

Rystil

[SBLOCK]“Sounds like a plan to me, hopefully I won’t embarrass myself too much,” he says grinning.

OOC: Well it’s not like I had any idea of when they got up...or how long he was in the bath...anyway there’s no sun crossing the sky to reference...I’ll go change it. ;) [/SBLOCK]
 

Zaeryn:
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"Oh don't worry--it'll all be in good fun, and no one is judging you here," Valyssa plants a kiss on his cheek, "I'll still love you even if you do keep tripping on your feet."
(OOC: Nope, not your fault at all--if anyone's it is mine.)
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