[SE] dead men tell no tales, but the living do

Aithne

I see how this is gonna go

Aithne hadn't really expected the pirate captain to care much one way or another about her apprenticeship with Charlie, but Thalassa's sharp grin and further questioning suggest otherwise. In truth, Aithne hasn't done much apprenticing yet. She hasn't even been to see Dygra since she was made into an Ancient, which seems like a bit of an oversight for someone claiming to be an acolyte in her name. Mostly she just shadows Charlie through offerings and such, but that sounds boring to say out loud. Still, the girl snorts at the mention of orgies, putting on a playful pout. "No orgies yet," she says. "Next time, though."

Maybe Thalassa is interested because she wanted Aithne for her crew. Perking up at the thought, the girl grins. "What would you have me do on your ship?" she asks, tilting her head to one side. "Maybe, if it's more fun than orgies and offerings, I could be convinced to make a change." Probably not, but hey. Maybe she can tag along here or there just for fun.

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