Cryle
Warrant: Navigator
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Soul-less and sleepy, Cryle decided that whatever else the ship had to offer could be offered another time. There were a few hammocks hung up already, and she chose a spot where none were, and headed off... that way. It would not end up being her locker, nor her hammock - later she would realize that she wished to be elsewhere (an eternal thing, really.) But for now, after so many late nights, so much wandering Bully Harbor worrying about being a traitor... She needed above all else to turn it all off for a few hours.
While Cryle hung up a hammock, crawled into it, and passed out, Korya bopped around, cheering loudly about galleys and ballast and booing louder about no pools, and then cheering again about swimming in the ocean, boasting about being able to keep up with a ship, pffft, it was only some blankets on big sticks, its not like the ship had a champion swimming medal for going upriver during summer thaw...
And as the ratmaid's nose began to form a tiny bubble and her snoring filled the immediate vicinity, the noises of the rest of the crew faded.
While Cryle hung up a hammock, crawled into it, and passed out, Korya bopped around, cheering loudly about galleys and ballast and booing louder about no pools, and then cheering again about swimming in the ocean, boasting about being able to keep up with a ship, pffft, it was only some blankets on big sticks, its not like the ship had a champion swimming medal for going upriver during summer thaw...
And as the ratmaid's nose began to form a tiny bubble and her snoring filled the immediate vicinity, the noises of the rest of the crew faded.
