Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20160330064202/@comment-24416658-20160405073038

Anastasia was satisfied with that answer. An hour wasn't really that bad. The ship may be a bit cramped, but that was all well and good. The issue was with her teammates. More specifically, Seiriol. She would want to be all over that ship, comparing it to the Howland.

Finally getting on, the team situated themselves. Seiriol didn't sit down, already looking over everything on the inside. Nacoma calmly sat directly across from the other team, along with Anastasia. Hafleikr, of course, sat in the back.

"So," Anastasia said, clapping her hands once, "What now? Stories? Jokes? Games?"

"Really, Ana?" Nacoma asked, looking at her leader, "Really?"

Anastasia simply shrugged.