Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-69.31.217.91-20141120035513/@comment-14800267-20150514141113

Being from a Victorian fairytale that locked its slef into a very specific time period, she didn't understand a word of tech, but she did understand the implications, and chuckled.

"Couldn't have wished it on a nicer fellow." She absolely did not flinch back when Sobek twitched. She was just adjusting her stance.

"Esmee? No. She seems to be having her own outing with her new friends." She warily eyed oneof them off as she joined them in the ring. She hoped the girl wasn't there to invite herself along. She wasn't keen on smalltalk with people who didn't see the humour in keel hauling.

Esmee stared up at her Captain bandage pausing int eh middle of tying the bandage off. Did she just get premission to leave? She been all for storming off on her own, but expectedto be oasted alive when she got back (It would have been worth it though!) but now she had permission?

"Gimme yer foot, Cap'n, tis a bad idea ter be bending over with her side all sliced up and undoin' me bandage wok." She quickly helped her Captain into her boots, tucking the daggers into the tops before scutting to ehr feet and holding out the coat.