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[color=EBA536][b]Location:[/b][/color] [color=E579FF]Top Deck[/color]
[color=E579FF][b]Race:[/b][/color] [color=EBA536]Dark Elf[/color] & [color=E579FF]Human[/color]
[color=E579FF][b]Class:[/b][/color] [color=EBA536]Artificer[/color] & [color=E579FF]Rogue[/color]
[color=EBA536][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] [@PapaOso] Gears; [@Tracxyx] Bobi
[color=EBA536][b]Equipment:[/b][/color]
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[color=EBA536][b]Scratch[/b][/color]
Medical bag
Tinkerer's kit
Arcane spindlelock (shortened) musket
Spindlelock pistols x2
Hand axes x2
[color=E579FF][b]Val[/b][/color]
First-aid bag
Tinkerer's kit
Spindlelock pistols x2
Steel daggers x2[/hider][color=E579FF][b]Attire:[/b][/color]
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[color=EBA536][b]Scratch[/b][/color]
Dark brown, knee-length coat
Black waistbelt
Grey button-up shirt
Dark brown trousers
Heavy leather boots
[color=E579FF][b]Val[/b][/color]
Off-white shirt
Red ribbon tied around left arm
Brown hooded coat
Brown trousers
Leather boots
Goggles on her head[/hider][color=EBA536][b]Gold:[/b][/color] 60
[color=E579FF][b]Injuries:[/b][/color]
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[color=EBA536][b]Scratch[/b][/color]
NA
[color=E579FF][b]Val[/b][/color]
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Well, that went almost exactly as [color=EBA536][b]Scaerthrynne[/b][/color] expected. 

[color=EBA536]“Thought so,”[/color] he replied, trying hard to keep the frustration from both face and voice, and knowing full-well that he probably wasn’t succeeding in either regard. But who could blame him? He had already lost count of the number of times he had tried explaining to the crew that warforged, contrary to their beliefs, weren’t like regular machines, and liable to regular problems. Rain wouldn’t do anything to them aside from – as it was so eloquently put by Gears – messing with their shine. After all, which idiot would construct something meant for war, and leave them so vulnerable to the elements?

And besides, Gears wasn’t like the other pieces of equipment on the airship, dumb and helpless. She had an actual personality, and could find him on her own if she needed any help. 

Scaerthrynne glanced at the gnome again, a smirk drawing across his lips. [color=EBA536]“[i]Curvature[/i], is it?”[/color] Amusement dripped from his words, and he looked at Gears. [color=EBA536]“He’s got good taste, I’ll give him that.”[/color] Then, he gave the [color=gold]gnome[/color] a teasing grin before saying to him, [color=EBA536]“Give it up. Gears’ not an easy lady, and I can tell you that from experience. I’ve been trying for a good time with her, and I’ve got the advantage of being stuck with her on this airship for a long time, but still no luck. She’s got actual [i]standards[/i] and [i]class[/i].”[/color]

He kept his tone light, as light as his wry words would allow. This was just banter between crew, albeit with a gnome caught in the midst of it.

A tug on his sleeve caught his attention. He looked down his side at Vallena. [color=E579FF]“Scratch, I’m hungry. Can we get something to eat?”[/color] The girl fidgeted on her stool, and her fingers tapped an erratic beat on the smooth, varnished counter. 

Scaerthrynne shrugged. [color=EBA536]“Sure, why not. Anything you want?”[/color]

[color=E579FF]“Something sweet!”[/color] Vallena chirped. [color=E579FF]“We brought some honey aboard at our last stop, right? I remember I saw them loading that stuff into the hold!”[/color] She turned to Gears. [color=E579FF]“Can I have something with that? Oh! And fruits, too. I don’t know what, though. I only saw the boxes. But they definitely, certainly had fruits in them! I got close enough to smell them–”[/color]

[color=EBA536]“That’s…Interesting,”[/color] Scaerthrynne interrupted her, shooting her a questioning look, his brow raised. [color=EBA536]“And especially so, since you’re not supposed to go anywhere near the cargo hold on your own. I remember the Captain telling you that personally after the cake batter incident.”[/color]

Vallena blushed. [color=E579FF]“Oops. I-I mean, I got lost! And wandered to the hold by accident. I wasn’t going there on purpose or anything, Scratch, honest!”[/color]

Scaerthrynne chuckled and shook his head. [color=EBA536]“Right, of course,”[/color] he said with a shake of his head, turning to Gears. [color=EBA536]“Give the girl what she wants, and I’ll just have an egg sandwich. You can put it all on the Captain’s tab.”[/color] The man owed him at least that much, considering how little he paid Scaerthrynne for the amount of work he was expected to do. The dark elf up and down, along the counter. [color=EBA536]“Don’t suppose I could convince you to put everyone’s bill on the Captain’s tab?”[/color] He asked Gears, half-seriously. [color=EBA536]“You know, as a little joke to give the man some excitement.”[/color]

[color=E579FF]“Oh right!”[/color] Vallena suddenly cut in, rapping her knuckles on the counter for attention. [color=E579FF]“You said something about…Emotional discomfort? Something like that? Is something wrong?”[/color] The girl looked at the warforged bartender with concern in her large, brown eyes, and almost half her body leaning over the bar.

Scaerthrynne calmly pulled the girl back into her stool by her shoulder. The girl landed on her perch with a quiet ‘oof’. [color=EBA536]“Easy, Val,”[/color] he said. Then, he turned to Gears. [color=EBA536]“I was about to ask you that, myself. Anything at all bothering you, Gears?”[/color]