#nina 01

[lindiwe-tyrell]

Location: Corridor on ??? level deck of the cruise ship @beautyxfnina

"Come on!" Lindi groaned, her knuckles aching from where she had been knocking on the staff door. She slammed her fist on the door, swearing under her breath. "Where the fuck is everyone?"

There was a noise behind her, someone else in the hallway. "Hey," Lindi said, infusing her voice with warmth once she had seen the other woman standing in the hallway. "Have you seen any of the crew?" she asked, motioning to the door. "I think... They should have the inflatable rafts? Keys for the tender boats?" Lindiwe said. She'd done her share of cruise ship lifeboat musters, but the actual specifics of what went down was waved over and quickly forgotten as everyone rushed to make good cash on the drinks packages. "There has to be something in there!"

[swallowcutter-blog]

canatim

     The Cultural Sector was something of the servant’s domain. He regularly haunted the streets and temples throughout the night, and could rarely be found elsewhere. As such, he was used to happening upon unique circumstances. In particular... the smell of iron was ripe in the air.

     Of course, he was interested in seeing the cause of it. And it didn’t take him that long to find the alley that scent was ruminating from either.

     As for what he came to found... it wasn’t particularly surprising.

“Hoh. Having fun there?”