Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13427943-20180426034519/@comment-4681758-20180806021805

"Alright, you're cut off.", Ciarán said as he swiped the flask from Wolfe's hand. "You need to make sure everything runs smoothly today, and having you be a sad drunk isn't going to help.  And you know your problems worry me anyway."

"We've... Been good.  Silver's managed not to sink us yet, anyway.", Rowan teased as Silver managed to look up from his drink for a moment. "Madame, among my many moral failings, I simply can't abide being called a poor sailor." "Of course not, I know how fragile your ego is.", Rowan replied, chuckling at her partner. "I'd hoped to catch up more with Mirdori, but almost as soon as we ran off the train, she ran into Pantera's lab to report on whatever their doing.  Didn't even try to use Silver as a pin cushion."