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[wavewalker]

[ I HAVE THE WORST POST TITLES SERIOUSLY WHY DO YOU LET ME DO ANYTHING

Alright, so this? This would be the ocean. Well, more specifically, this would be a pirate ship in the middle of the ocean. Despite the flag flying high and proud, the pirate ship in question hasn't done much pirating lately. That sort of happens when your captain ends up falling into the services of the god of death.

It's been quiet lately, though. On both the god of death and the pirating front- you'd think a lack of the former would give time for the latter, but it's not to be. So the Dead End Moon is left to cut surely through the waves, looking for all the world like she has a destination, when she really doesn't.

The captain of our intrepid yet aimless vessel is perched in the crow's nest, spyglass to one eye. He's looking for something, anything, because he's likely to catch cabin fever at this rate. And we really don't need a musical number right now. ]

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[brbwalking]

[ if he's looking for "something", that young pointy-eared woman calmly treading water not far from the ship might qualify.

Don't ask what she's doing in the ocean. ]

[wavewalker]

[ That might qualify! In fact, he calls out the order for them to head her way. His First Mate drops a rope over the side of the boat so they can haul her up.

The crew is not large, but it's fairly diverse. Thal- the aforementioned First Mate- opens his mouth to speak, but is cut off when Ian steps through the small crowd. ]

So, I have to ask- what were you doing in the ocean?

[ Ian Wavewalker does what he wants :| ]

[brbwalking]

[ and Judith, standing calmly in an enlarging puddle, clasps her hands behind her back. ]

I was just out for a swim.

[wavewalker]

We're miles away from land, at best. You must swim awfully well.

[brbwalking]

Well enough. [ a shrug. ] Though I'm certainly not a fish.