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[whereivebeen]

Who: The intrepid crew of the SS Paisley!
Broadcast: anything could happen, I guess?
Action: Anywhere on the ship
When: From the shuffle through the end of the month

[ Well the ship could only stay empty but for her captain for so long. And I'm sure the audience is just DYING to know what happens when these older folks show up and find their ship is captained by a 17-year-old with an attitude problem.

Let the games begin... ]

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[respired]

[The kitchen doesn't have anything of interest for Koltira, but he occasionally checks the cabinets, as though hoping a bottle of top shelf vodka will appear there if he stares long enough.

It's during one of these hopeful visits that he spots Tay, curled up like a shrimp on the floor, using the small table as a canopy.

He lifts an eyebrow.]

Girl.

[whereivebeen]

[ Tay opens one eye and wrinkles her nose at the weird elf person. ]

Whu.

[respired]

You have no bed?

[whereivebeen]

Of course I fuckin' have a bed.

[ The Irish in her accent is strong right now. ]

Wha's it to ya?

[respired]

[He shrugs.]

The floor seems a poor replacement.

[whereivebeen]

Just a nap, ain't gotta be comfy.

[ She eyes him like she's unsure if he'll let her go back to sleep no, or if she even wants to, then sighs and stretches out, rather reminiscent of a cat. ]

You need something or does everyone on this damn ship like bothering me while I'm sleeping?

[respired]

Bothering you? You're in the kitchen.

[He's checking the fridge now, hoping for beer.]

[whereivebeen]

Yeah, and I could've kept sleeping if you hadn't made me talk.

[ No luck. She checked. ]