Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7974155-20140730083349/@comment-26543176-20140730091944

Orion was lying on the lower deck of the boat, sprawled on a sofa near the rear. His top hat was perched on his head, along with his monocle and he grasped his cane in his spare hand. Some vauge feeling told him something was off on this boat. A lovers quarlle perhaps? he would know the feeling, he'd been in the middle of enough of them for a lifetime. But the people on the boat seemed cool enough. The tall drink of water with his head in the clouds seemed like an alright sorta guy. His girlfriend/mistress/squeeze/booster, was another matter entierly. Orion had already come to the conclusion that he would end up in trouble at least once tonight. Hearing the PA yell out he grinned.

"Yay, sounds like fun stuff should begin happening soon, thank god for that. I wore this top hat to get hammered."

Sittingu p on his seat Orion waved to the folks on the upper deck.