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[Trissy-Tama]

[Redacted at request]

[retromach]

One of Brother Jonathan's Acolytes dropped a cask in astonishment as the head was removed. He chased it to the railing, stumbling a bit and looking suddenly *down* a mile of city. A cloud passed lazily through the city canyons. He stepped back, having never been in any real danger, and hoisted the barrel.

[JaxtalMK2]

Dullahan chuckled again. "My... now that does sound like it could give a fright." He'd take her inside, and towards wherever her room was. "Also just sounds bothersome to have to clean up. You seem to be from quite the interesting place. Tell me, do you know how to play bridge?"

[Trissy-Tama]

[Redacted at request]

[JaxtalMK2]

"Errr... no, no it's not. It's a card game. A rather complex one. Still, if we have an open slot, perhaps you'll join us one day." He'd say, moving to set her down next to her door.

[retromach]

Sormias Velcrosse's bedroom was amidship, on the crew level, two doors down from the galley. It's walls were wood paneled, with elaborate blue and white paisley wallpaper above. There was a matching bedspread on the bulk. The door was made of solid materials, and shut out the bulk of the ship's sound when closed.

[Trissy-Tama]

[Redacted at request]

[JaxtalMK2]

"Oh really? Already thinking about how to decorate it? You seem rather high energy, bit of a night owl are you?" He'd reach out a hand, expecting her to hand his head back now that she was here at her room.

[Trissy-Tama]

[Redacted at request]

[JaxtalMK2]

"Heh... fair enough, honestly my room will probably end up just stuffed with various things I can tinker on. I end up with more free space than most considering what I don't need."

[zomara0292]

Atil made it to his room. It was, as to be expected, a standard room in the eyes of the average. For him, though, it was all too cramped. It was enough that there was no open sky above him, only to the far side of the room, and he had to contend with the bed. It was far too high up for him to feel at ease. Instead he tore the bedding off, noting how strangely soft they were, and used it as bedding. It still didn’t quite feel right, and he felt a small ping wishing for his hatchling days. That all could be worried about, later.

[TALLPANZER]

"They shall be friends, do not worry, I see a silver thread between them." Bother Jonathan nodded and smiled at Mr. Shredder.

[retromach]

Atil was able to spread the bedding out over the darkwood floor. It was firm and dry. Reaching up he could easily turn down his lantern.

[Weirdsound]

"I suppose you are right," The Hobgoblin shrugs. "She does strike me as the friend making sort."

"But seriously though," he asks, "what is with all the gear?"

[TALLPANZER]

"I have a hobby of making beer, or holy wine. they were a bit large so I needed help to get them in my cabin." Jonathan smiled from behind Mr. Shredder and nodded. "People need help sometimes."