Kingfisher
Day 1, Midday
Jaelith
Jaelith swayed abit as Amber took her by the hand and spun her, but otherwise managed to maintain her composure.
“Jaelith!!! I haven’t seen you in aaaaages, you look nice!”
“Thanks,” she croaked, still caught up in a haze of sleep “I like your...eyes?”
“I was just about to jump back in, care to join me?”
She considered that for a moment. A dip in the sea might be nice, and this southern sea was a lot more hospitable than the icy Norsaki waters.
“I have a counter-offer; you mentioned we woke you up. I suggest we go punish the real culprit for the whole commotion.”
“Gosh. You are a world class traitor. So what's it gonna be? Water or revenge?”
A little smirk spread across the Norsaki woman’s dark lips, slightly distorted by her tiredness. “I don’t feel like much of a proper northern girl saying this; but It’s early and I haven’t had breakfast, so I’m in no mood to exact divine vengeance on anyone, JUST yet. I’ll go for water.”
She unhooked her dress and quickly slid out of it, kicking her boots off across the deck. Given the sheer size of her pale stomach, one might have found it difficult to believe the credibility of the young woman’s earlier statement about not having eaten yet; as the great pale orb wobbled and jiggled, obscuring a good portion of her slightly risqué choice of underwear.
“If anyone dunks me I’ll curb stomp them.” she declared, in an indecisive manner which may or may not have been jokingly.
Suddenly, Jealith took a bounding run across the deck of the ship, moving with a surprising amount of speed and grace.
“Heads up!” She cackled in her slightly snorty laugh, before taking a forceful leap off of the ship, and hitting the water with an impressive cannonball, sending a practical wave to splash up over those still on-deck.
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