[OPEN] never lose those sea legs

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WHO || Thoster Chatwyn and you! [open!]
WHAT || Thoster makes his own fun on the 'high seas' of the Thames
WHERE || On a boat mother fucker, don't you ever forget
WHEN || April 2nd
HOW || Prose or actionspam is fine. Pick your poison.

While the party at the castle had been plenty of fun, it wasn't enough to put Thoster out of commission. He'd been in more taverns than he could count and had far wilder nights. So early the next morning, he set out to check on his ship, which he had docked at a nearby river. Wynn had assured him that his baby was safe, but that didn't stop Thoster from feeling like he needed to take inventory and be certain that all things were in order.

So he's found his way aboard his lovely vessel and is not being quiet about it. Thoster's voice carries as he belts out songs and shanties to anyone who passes by. His movements are quick, jumping from task to task, as it all comes second nature by now. But his antics are clearly a sign of a man who craves attention and he's easily distracted by anyone who stops to look remotely interested in what he's doing.

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Of course he is! Because she's very pretty and he likes seeing that pink rise in her cheeks. As she walks up, Thoster tosses away the rag he was using to wipe down parts of the deck.

"Had her for years! Sailed right on through from my world into this one. Much calmer waters here, that's for certain."

He leans back on the edge and crosses his arms over his chest. "From the looks of it, people aren't used to seeing such a specimen docked like this."

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"I didn't know the veil thing went over the water." She'd always imagined it as a sort of extra ozone layer or something. "You're from Shadow World?"

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"Don't know much about it, but it seems so. One minute I was out on the ocean with my crew- and the next, I'm on this blasted river. It's nice enough." He nods at her question. "Aye, not that I ever called it that."

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"Cool! I'm not. But I'm like, descended from people from there." Story of her life. Descended from Shadow People, descended from Knights, descended from a freaking god. A shadow flickers over her face, but it's gone within a minute and she's cheery again. "What did you call it?"

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Thoster's job is to watch people and read them. If he couldn't read a person, he wouldn't be very good at conning them. But apparently he's distracted today, because a Spot check of 5 leaves him without a clue to her change in expression. Instead, he just focuses on the conversation at hand.

"Named her Alice, after my mother." He gets a slightly wistful look, as if he might actually have a heart beneath all that schmooze.

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If it helps, it would have taken a VERY high spot check to notice. The flicker was so fast it would have been like catching one flap of a hummingbird's wing. Andie's mood swings never last very long.

Her look now is easy to puzzle out. She just looks incredibly confused. "...you named your world after your mother?"

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"Oh! No, the ship. I named the ship. Forgive me, lass. I've got her on my mind." He laughs at himself and shakes his head. "Never was consulted on what to call the whole world. Terrible shame, actually. I never much concerned myself with naming the whole of it- just knew the major cities and ports worth stopping at."

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"Oh! That makes more sense." She leans back against the side of the boat. Of Alice. "That's kinda sweet, naming it after your mom."

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Thoster takes a moment to appreciate how well the boat suits Andie. Okay, he's basically checking her out. Semantics.

"Call it my old soft heart getting the better of me- But it didn't feel right to call her anything else."

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She glances away, expression distant. "My mom died when I was really young. I barely remember her." She doesn't exactly look sad, just... something. But it passes pretty quickly, and she looks back at him, smiling flirtatiously and also blushing a lot because she's not used to flirting. "Can you take me sailing?" It's probably slow. But she can deal with slow! Cute guys are more important than fastness!

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He can tell that he's touched on a sensitive subject, which doesn't make him very comfortable because dealing with feelings isn't exactly something he's great at. But she fixes it all with a grin and he's back to nodding and smiling in return.

"Suppose that's what the ship is for, isn't it?" He jokes as he sets to move around the deck to prepare for a quick sail down the river. "Give me a hand, beautiful?" Because if there's something he likes as much as a lovely face, it's when that face is accompanied by capable hands.

((Unfortunately I am not knowledgeable on sailing so just assume the details, k? K))

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"Sure!" And she scrambles up to start doing whatever sorts of boat like things he asks her to do and they have a lovely time sailing around and flirting.