Aurelia
So never fear to feel good
when everything's wrong
when everything's wrong
Aurelia scoffs, joking, "Maybe I'll get myself a wooden leg and an eye patch. Like in the stories. Then I'll be a real pirate, eh? Already got the booby right here." Is she aware that it's actually called 'booty'? Yes, but she's being stupid and clever at the same time. An image of a burly blackbearded man wearing an eye patch, a peg leg, a hook for a hand, and a parrot on his shoulder crosses through her mind.
She's hammering down the Safrin figure just before she pauses to broach the subject of the Ark. When he pulls the nails from his mouth she reaches out to silently ask for one, having run short of her own.
"So you've been captain of the Ark for over a decade?" She asks, raising her brows to glance up at him, "Impressive. Were you on a ship before or did you just learn how to run things as you went?" Truthfully, neither one would surprise her.
She's hammering down the Safrin figure just before she pauses to broach the subject of the Ark. When he pulls the nails from his mouth she reaches out to silently ask for one, having run short of her own.
"So you've been captain of the Ark for over a decade?" She asks, raising her brows to glance up at him, "Impressive. Were you on a ship before or did you just learn how to run things as you went?" Truthfully, neither one would surprise her.
and find some beauty there
'cause all we ever are is brave
'cause all we ever are is brave
