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9:00 AM
Monday
Late spring
Sunny, warm, and clear
Monday
Late spring
Sunny, warm, and clear
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Micah Tariah | Lookout | Unnamed Crew | Tagging: Open | Location: Harbour
Micah stood at the harbour, hands on her hips as she looked the ship up and down. The lookout of one of the rookie pirate crews, she was just eager to get on her way, see what they could find out there. Have an adventure, away from the normal, MOSTLY boring life she had led. They had a nice enough ship, and a decent sized crew, one of whom she had known even before joining up with the crew. Funny, how great minds think alike.
The brown haired girl turned to see if she could catch sight of any of her other crewmates, and nodded briefly to one of the crewmen, the boy she had known in passing before, but did not speak. They...hadn’t exactly been on great terms in the time they’d known each other. Pity, really.
Karter Zael | Crewman | Unnamed Crew | Tagging: Open | Location: Ship
Karter brushed past Micah wordlessly, barely acknowledging her save for a nod. Micah was too chatty for his liking, and not just chatty, but she could chatter on about one thing non-stop for hours on end. He boarded the ship they would sail in. They’d been sailing for a week or two now, he’d honestly lost track of time, but he looked forward to getting moving again. He’d been relieved when he’d had the chance to get away from home. Away from a town that had felt empty after the departure of his childhood friend.
"C'mon, guys! The sooner we cast off, the better, right?" It was a pretty quiet town here. Not much trouble for rookies, but Karter Thomas Zael was NOT a person who liked to take chances when there was a choice.
Kassandra DeMarks | Navigator | Unnamed Crew | Tagging: Open | Location: Ship
Kassandra paused at Micah's shoulder, nodding towards the ship and brushing against her crewmate's shoulder lightly before she passed her and followed Karter to board the ship. She could not see their captain at current, and she did not know their plans...which for a navigator was KIND of a problem. How was she supposed to set the course if she didn’t know their goal?
Kass swept long, wavy black hair behind her ear to keep it out of her face as she reached the deck and slipped into the cabin, where she kept her mapping supplies. She would wait for orders for now, and be prepared to set a course as soon as the order was given.
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Devin Elmer | Vice-Lieutenant | Marines | Tagging: Open | Location: Base
It was still morning, but Devin was already late to report for duty. She’d recently been moved to a new division too, so tardiness didn’t look good on her. The brownish blonde haired young woman pulled on the white and blue jacket and zipped it up, ran her fingers through her short hair. That should be enough for a rush job, she figured. Usually, she couldn’t care less about her appearance, but she had to make a good impression there.
Hurriedly, Devin headed downstairs. People were still finishing up breakfast. If she ate fast, a little luck said that maybe she could still just slot herself in, and nobody would notice she’d even been late in the first place.
Coby | Captain | Marines | Tagging: Open | Location: Base
Coby's gaze shifted to the door as it opened to reveal the new transfer officer, Devin, late almost every day on her first week. He turned his gaze away and drummed his fingers lightly on the table in front of him. It wouldn’t have been hard to rat her out for bad behaviour so early on. There were some days when he might have done just that, but today was not one of those days. Besides, captain or not, he’d had a couple of late days himself recently.
The dining hall was slowly emptying. Coby had long since finished, but his mind was drawing a blank. For the first time in a long time...there wasn’t a whole lot to be taken care of. In a way, it was nice, in another way, it made occupying himself and being useful very difficult!
OOC: Anyone feel free to (and please!) interact with any of mine! Karter aside, they don’t bite!