[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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Andie is enjoying a nice morning run... on top of the river. Because she's cool enough that she can do that. She passes by the ship in a blur of motion, too fast to be really made out, though Thoster might see her, if he's paying attention, or at least notice the spray of water in her wake. But then she recognizes his voice and doubles back, not daring to really slow since water? Not really solid unless you're going fast enough that the surface tension doesn't have time to break until you're long gone.

She skids to a halt on the land and looks up, shading her eyes to see better. When she sees Thoster, she waves enthusiastically.