Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20140219044430/@comment-4681758-20140413232402

Silver had experience with sailing after dark, but he wasn't a huge fan of it. Especially since the river had become narrower over the last few hours, and he would have to anchor ship in reverse, with the cargo lift facing the waterfall. It was about 7 at night, and he still had at least 3 hours left.

"Well, at least it's been quiet for the last few hours."

Ciarán didn't step out of the room he was stewing in until the sun had set; the sight of moon always seemed to have a calming effect on him. He was still a little on edge, but moreso from the 48 hours Rose bought him drying up, and somebody would notice he was gone pretty soon. He decided to get some air up on the main deck, though with his hood up, he was practically invisible. He was standing by the stairs that lead to the lower deck, when he saw Liadan heading up. He knew she hadn't noticed him yet, and he decided to just start talking while he was leaning agaisnt the wall.

"You know, for as dumb as Neon's stunt was, you weren't the model of emotional maturity yourself."