Tagalong (Agent Alaska and shadow9119)

[AgentAlaska(Bagel)]

Finnur pushed his hand into the pocket of his jacket, looking at the others standing around. "My name is Finnur." He said. Never before on his travels had he had a companion, unless one of the island animals hopped his boat before it left. He simply hoped that, if the girl was going to come with him, she was a quick learner. Obviously, he would be tasked with assuring her survival. That would mean interaction on the boat, and teaching her how to use certain weapons and protect herself. This... was going to be interesting.

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ɴᴀᴍᴇ;Lilah
ᴀɢᴇ; 8
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ; Female
ᴍooᴅ; Ecstatic
sᴛᴀᴛᴜs; Asking her parents

L i l a h
After a while, Obsidian returned to where Finnur and Lilah were waiting. There was a small smile on his face, and he let out a beaten sigh. He glanced at Finnur, looked down at Lilah, then met Finnur's gaze once more.
"If it's ok with you, Mr. Finnur, then she can go."
Lilah almost screamed. Almost. Instead, she wrapped her arms around her father's waist.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

[AgentAlaska(Bagel)]

Finnur's mind blanked for a second. He didn't think they would seriously allow her to come, but they did. He had his permission, and now there was only one thing standing between him and a long boat ride with the little girl.
"Okay. Lilah, are there any personal items you want to take? You will need several changes of clothes." He said, looking down at her. "And a sword, if you have one."
His sister would be pleased, once he got to his destination, that he had company on his trip, she always tried to get him to get a pet, a companion. But he always refused, and now there will be a child on his boat when it docks, she will be surprised.

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ɴᴀᴍᴇ;Lilah
ᴀɢᴇ; 8
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ; Female
ᴍooᴅ; Ecstatic
sᴛᴀᴛᴜs; Asking her parents

L i l a h
Lilah looked up at her father, thinking over what she would need.
"Can we go back and pack a suitcase?" she asked. She had already planned all of the clothes she needed, and she was definitely going to take all of her writing supplies. This was going to be so much fun!
Obsidian turned his attention again to Finnur.
"After we get her ready, where and when would you like us to drop her off? And how much money will you need to cover food and other expenses?"

[AgentAlaska(Bagel)]

Finnur felt in the small satchel in his pocket, and pulled out two gold pieces, "I don't use regular money. One of these will cover the trip, two will cover it for both of us." He shook his head, "So we won't need anything. My boat is at the end of the dock. Do us both a favor, and pack light, aside from clothes." These last words were directed at Lilah, who he hoped would get the message.
"Do you have any kind of weapon at all? Where we're going, you will definitely need it. So bring it." At that, Finnur pushed the glass doors open again, and went to his boat to wait.

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ɴᴀᴍᴇ;Lilah
ᴀɢᴇ; 8
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ; Female
ᴍooᴅ; Ecstatic
sᴛᴀᴛᴜs; Asking her parents

L i l a h
Obsidian eyed the coins curiously, but didn't question it. Lilah, on the other hand, wanted to get her hands on them so that she could inspect them. They were so shiny and intriging, maybe she could include them in one of her stories.
"Ok, we'll meet you there."

*Time skip*

Lilah waited impatiently at the dock, her fathers standing behind her. They had left Valentine at home, in case he decided that he wanted to go too.

[AgentAlaska(Bagel)]

Finnur was making finishing preparations in the under-deck cockpit of the boat, and when he heard people approaching it, he let them wait. He was still having some last-minute hesitations, but he'd already told the girl she could come. If she had a death wish, it would be on her, and her parents.
When he finally climbed back up, they were, of course, standing there waiting for him. He stood, watching and waiting for the girl to board, though his eyes were wandering around, avoiding theirs when possible.

(( sorry this took soooooo long, lyf got tuff ;A; ))

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((It's all good! Life's been pretty rough on this end too hehe))

ɴᴀᴍᴇ;Lilah
ᴀɢᴇ; 8
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ; Female
ᴍooᴅ; Excited, yet nervous
sᴛᴀᴛᴜs; Leaving with Finnur

L i l a h
As soon as she saw Finnur, she grabbed her bags and practically flew on to the boat. Dumping her stuff on the deck, she turned to wave at her parents one last time, then turned to Finnur.
"Are we leaving now?" she asked, almost jumping up and down. Almost. She still tried to maintain a sense of maturity. It would be no good if she was denied going on the trip now, not when she was so close.

[AgentAlaska(Bagel)]

After grabbing the edge of the boat to keep from falling over when the girl jumped on, Finnur nodded. "I will have her back here. Goodbye." He said, unwrapping the rope and pushing the dock away. The boat rocked slightly, as he stepped down to the cockpit to turn on the engine, and then went back up to the wheel. "There is a small cot down there, when night falls you may sleep there. Otherwise, just try not to get into anything. Most of what I have is very fragile, or very dangerous. If you have questions, ask. If not, then don't. Simple enough?"

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ɴᴀᴍᴇ;Lilah
ᴀɢᴇ; 8
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ; Female
ᴍooᴅ; Excited, yet nervous
sᴛᴀᴛᴜs; Leaving with Finnur

L i l a h
She nodded, picking up her bags again. She figured it would be best to move them to the inside of the boat, rather than leaving them out on the deck. After all, her stuff would be no use if it got wet.
"I'm not just some stupid kid, y'know," she huffed, heading down the stairs to where Finnur had directed. "I know when and when not to touch something."
She went all the way down the stairs until she reached her destination. She reached the cot and put her stuff beside it, then walked over to it and pushed her hand into the mattress. It was rather hard, definitely not as comfortable as her mattress at home. She sighed, then shook her head. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity, and she shouldn't spend the whole time complaining about the bed. She sat down on top of it and leaned over, digging into her bag. Once she found her journal, she opened it and started to write.