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Who: The crew of the Oargy
Where: On the ship! They're in the North East currently, near Himmelen, but that may change.
When: All of March
What: Everything.
Warnings: None yet! I'll edit if it becomes necessary, which is likely.
Style: You choose.
Status: closed

[ooc: Everyone behave, now. Or, you know, not.]

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[...sigh. Another mage. Oh well.]

You're welcome to call me Captain, you know. [priorities. Isabela's got 'em.

She's leaning up against the rail, smirk already in place.]

[Hawke can't help but grin.]

Captain Isabela it is.

[Because if anyone's qualified to run this ship, it's Isabela. She actually knows sailing, and Hawke's not arguing with that in the slightest.]

[that gets a full on grin in response]

C'mon, you can drop off your things and [she's starting to sound even more amused] meet the others.

[oh yeah, she's been following those other convos in the book.]

I'm very interested in that.

[Because she is thoroughly confused. Especially about... Garrett Hawke.]

If you feel the urge to fight for dominance, try not to wreck the ship. I've had enough of that in one lifetime.

[at least she's not mentioning anything about breaking out the oils for such a spectacle]

No fights for dominance. No fire magic.

[Because fire magic on a wood ship is a very bad idea. She knows that much!]

This is... weird. Really weird.

You don't say. I've had Anders trying to convince me that I was drunk for six straight years [not consecutively, at least] because I said you were a woman.

Really? [She laughs.] Did he have you thinking it at any point? Or did you always know better?

[pfft. Dismissive handwave.] He's the one with the voice in his head and the stick up his ass.

Isabela.

[Is this what she and Carver were like? If so, she feels so bad for her mother.

Which is almost amusing before it's depressing.

New thought.]

Have you at least been trying to get along?

What? [she sounds incredulous] Of course we get along. And I'm always the bigger person, so there. [so what if she cheerfully makes him go over the side to scrape off barnacles once in a while? It's called bonding, alright?

Also it could've been way worse. For example, just imagine Fenris and Anders alone, unsupervised, on a wooden ship.]

[Hawke has to laugh at that, shaking her head.]

I'm sure you are. Sounds like I got here just in time.

He started it, I'll have you know. [she's mostly kidding]

[Hawke laughs a little again.]

Of course he did.

I had to put my foot down though, as captain.

[there's a nod at their "flag," fluttering merrily at the top of the highest mast.

Those sure are a couple of pairs of trousers she won off of a couple of somebodies in a game of strip Diamondback.]

[And Hawke just laughs.]

Maker! That's wonderful!

[grinning] I think it's got a certain charm to it.

And if I keep at it, maybe they'll end up wandering about the deck with bits of sailcloth tacked on.

Let's not play our fellow crewmates broke.

[She flashes a grin.]

Now... other crews...

[oho~]

Oh? For coin or shall we have to find a good-looking crew?

I wouldn't say no to either.

As long as they're as useful as they are good-looking.

Well, I can certainly think of a few uses for a good looking crew.

[which she does have, currently. Now if only they were better sailors.]

I'm sure you could.

[She smiles a bit.]

How irresponsible would it be of me to ask to put off lessons until tomorrow?

[This has been a long, long day.]

[she shoots you an incredulous look while beckoning you to follow her to the crew quarters. Not much space, but at least it'll be yours.]

Wait, you want lessons?

[responsibility is not the byword of most of these other loafers]

You fought beside me.

[She offered a smile, following Isabela to the crew quarters.]

I'm happy to work alongside you.

[will wonders never cease?

Quietly:] Maybe if I pass out from drinking, somebody else can still navigate.

[whoaaaa. When was the last time this happened?

Have a grin.] I'll make a sailor out of you yet, Hawke.

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