day; [Last time on a ship the ship was very much listing and scarred, an exciting trip to an uncharted island that went to shit then crawling into Llomerryn, Araceli amazed that they made it the state they'd been in. This is--
(Previous experience with the Venatori is not something to be discussed beyond a thing that happened, the worrying of her left thumb, her irritation with arguments they shouldn't have to be having.)
Work is better, so where someone is unopposed to having a smallish stranger that's where she is for much of it, someone who very much does know her business on a ship with only questions about The Walrus specifically to be asked. Also happy to generally be as high up as she can because Kirkwall not exactly noted for a bounty of nosebleed vantage points, toes curled to keep her there in the rigging.]
night; [Night and Araceli is out on the deck because she can't sleep, too restless and uneasy for it. Keeping out of the way more than in the day where she'd been inclined to lend a hand.
The dice with her aren't for gambling if it's going on but she'd rather do something with her hands. Or blades to be sharpened. A troubling amount maybe that suggests if you had to shake her (why would you shake her?) that knives would make up half the weight of her.
But she might gamble, will definitely chat, and there's very much a flask of good rum out of her office because whoever is looking after that is probably going to drink the room dry and she wouldn't blame them really so y'know it's cold at sea at night, have at it.]
araceli ota
[Last time on a ship the ship was very much listing and scarred, an exciting trip to an uncharted island that went to shit then crawling into Llomerryn, Araceli amazed that they made it the state they'd been in. This is--
(Previous experience with the Venatori is not something to be discussed beyond a thing that happened, the worrying of her left thumb, her irritation with arguments they shouldn't have to be having.)
Work is better, so where someone is unopposed to having a smallish stranger that's where she is for much of it, someone who very much does know her business on a ship with only questions about The Walrus specifically to be asked. Also happy to generally be as high up as she can because Kirkwall not exactly noted for a bounty of nosebleed vantage points, toes curled to keep her there in the rigging.]
night;
[Night and Araceli is out on the deck because she can't sleep, too restless and uneasy for it. Keeping out of the way more than in the day where she'd been inclined to lend a hand.
The dice with her aren't for gambling if it's going on but she'd rather do something with her hands. Or blades to be sharpened. A troubling amount maybe that suggests if you had to shake her (why would you shake her?) that knives would make up half the weight of her.
But she might gamble, will definitely chat, and there's very much a flask of good rum out of her office because whoever is looking after that is probably going to drink the room dry and she wouldn't blame them really so y'know it's cold at sea at night, have at it.]