Private A Crucible of a Cruise

[Vulpesen]

Vulpesen winced a bit at Aren's question. In all technical honesty, yes, she had. Still, the Valde refused to shed tears over such a man as the one that was now a drifting pile of ash. "Best if we meet the captain some place with less people. And when we do meet him, please refrain from turning him into ash as well. I understand the catharsis, but its not a proper habit for civilized people."

For a brief moment, he found himself almost shouting to be heard above the alarms which pierced his ears with their wailing. Then, as quick as they began, they were silenced by a sudden telekinetic pressure. It was further evidence that the strongest bonds were those that one placed on themselves as Vulpesen was quickly beginning to realize that Scilla's own perceptions kept her imprisoned more than the bars of her cage ever could. "In any case, we should get moving before the panic dies down. My authority here isn't exactly absolute, and that includes any immunity I can offer you for offering free cremations.

Aren D'Shade

 

[Aren D'Shade]

Scilla-

The woman accepted the hand Aren held out and tentatively stepped out of her familiar cage. Her pet walked by her side, and she left everything behind except him. Nodding at Vulpesen, she hadn't planned on roasting anybody else.

"I'm not civilized, though. I should go back."

Starting to turn away, the hold of Aren was firm, and she didn't allow Scilla to retreat.

"Let me go."

Firmly pulling her hand away from Aren, she attempted to stand up straight and leave the area.

Aren-

Jogging to keep up with Scilla, she stopped to wait for Vulpesen to follow and walked with him.

"What are we going to do with her? I promise I won't space you or her. Or anybody else unless they deserve it."

Saying the last part with a joking tone, she just wanted to get back to the unfinished drink and sleep it off tomorrow.

Vulpesen