((I hope you don't mind I made a few assumptions that the crew would be asleep or at least be off the main deck for that night. >> ))
It wasn't until a few nights after her shouting match with the hat did Oria finally show up at the ship again, clutching Tyriont's hat in her hands. Oria had no idea why she held onto the hat for as long as she did but she knew one thing -- it wasn't helping the situation. Aori had made that perfectly clear when she kicked the brooding girl out of their apartment, growling that she wasn't to return until she got over what ever was ruining their respective sleep.
Oria took a deep breath before pulling the half-mask over her eyes. This wasn't the first time she'd snuck onto a ship and it wouldn't be the last. She hoped. The moment her feet made contact with the rope that tied the ship to the pier Oria knew there was no turning back and she was gone. Quickly and quietly she climbed the rope and lifted herself up and over the side, pressed herself into the shadows and made her way into the crew's quarters.
The sneak paused for a brief moment to admire the way a lantern casted her shadow on the walls. Oria waved her hand and cracked a smile as she watched the shadows play out. Sneaking. Right. She shook her head and pressed her lips together. Something in the back of her mind told her sneaking onto a pirate ship wasn't such a great idea, perhaps showing up during the day and saying hello would've been less life threatening.. but where was the fun in that. Oria was over-confident in her abilities and was sure she could talk her way out of a situation. It was Tyriont's crew, she reassured herself, they're probably too drunk to aim.
"Now.." Oria peered at the doors to the crew's room and muttered to herself, "Where's this drunk lion fella.."
It wasn't until a few nights after her shouting match with the hat did Oria finally show up at the ship again, clutching Tyriont's hat in her hands. Oria had no idea why she held onto the hat for as long as she did but she knew one thing -- it wasn't helping the situation. Aori had made that perfectly clear when she kicked the brooding girl out of their apartment, growling that she wasn't to return until she got over what ever was ruining their respective sleep.
Oria took a deep breath before pulling the half-mask over her eyes. This wasn't the first time she'd snuck onto a ship and it wouldn't be the last. She hoped. The moment her feet made contact with the rope that tied the ship to the pier Oria knew there was no turning back and she was gone. Quickly and quietly she climbed the rope and lifted herself up and over the side, pressed herself into the shadows and made her way into the crew's quarters.
The sneak paused for a brief moment to admire the way a lantern casted her shadow on the walls. Oria waved her hand and cracked a smile as she watched the shadows play out. Sneaking. Right. She shook her head and pressed her lips together. Something in the back of her mind told her sneaking onto a pirate ship wasn't such a great idea, perhaps showing up during the day and saying hello would've been less life threatening.. but where was the fun in that. Oria was over-confident in her abilities and was sure she could talk her way out of a situation. It was Tyriont's crew, she reassured herself, they're probably too drunk to aim.
"Now.." Oria peered at the doors to the crew's room and muttered to herself, "Where's this drunk lion fella.."
