Jiao
Very quickly, Jiao had learnt two things about life on the Ark:
1. She enjoyed being on the ocean very much.
2. A lot of time spent in the boat was really, really boring.
With such a limited amount of space compared to what she was used to, Jiao had felt cramped after her first moment in the ship's bowels, and the feeling had only increased. She tried to occupy the bridge as much as she could, craving the wide expanse of sea around them, tried to test her wings by flying out as far as she dared over the waves and back to the ship.
At least she had been given some duties, which she'd taken to well; in her first week as quartermaster she'd made several smart but comfortable choices about the crews bedding and clothing. Her own bunk was immediately separated from the rest by a curtain she made from scrap fabrics she'd brought with her (yet somehow, it appeared a large portion of her selection had gone missing) for privacy. There were several crew members curious about Fae anatomy in a way she was not at all fond of, and she would not give them the satisfaction.
The next place to tackle was the kitchen, and indeed, the kitchen's rather...characterful cook. Determined to see what needed to be done (and honestly, looking for a chat - it was so dull on the ship sometimes, and the crew men were often lacking in good conversation) Jiao flitted into the kitchen, looked about for Saiden...then realised he was snoring in a hammock suspended across the room.
A little grin on her face, she flew up and laid as horizontal in the air as she could over the hammock, so her face was lined up with his, then as loudly as she could, yelled: "BOO!"
1. She enjoyed being on the ocean very much.
2. A lot of time spent in the boat was really, really boring.
With such a limited amount of space compared to what she was used to, Jiao had felt cramped after her first moment in the ship's bowels, and the feeling had only increased. She tried to occupy the bridge as much as she could, craving the wide expanse of sea around them, tried to test her wings by flying out as far as she dared over the waves and back to the ship.
At least she had been given some duties, which she'd taken to well; in her first week as quartermaster she'd made several smart but comfortable choices about the crews bedding and clothing. Her own bunk was immediately separated from the rest by a curtain she made from scrap fabrics she'd brought with her (yet somehow, it appeared a large portion of her selection had gone missing) for privacy. There were several crew members curious about Fae anatomy in a way she was not at all fond of, and she would not give them the satisfaction.
The next place to tackle was the kitchen, and indeed, the kitchen's rather...characterful cook. Determined to see what needed to be done (and honestly, looking for a chat - it was so dull on the ship sometimes, and the crew men were often lacking in good conversation) Jiao flitted into the kitchen, looked about for Saiden...then realised he was snoring in a hammock suspended across the room.
A little grin on her face, she flew up and laid as horizontal in the air as she could over the hammock, so her face was lined up with his, then as loudly as she could, yelled: "BOO!"
With your big heart, you praise God above
But how's it working out for you, honey?
Do you feel loved?
Do you feel loved?
Base Code by Sky!
