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03 August 2007 @ 12:25 am
 
Captain Kaufman is out on the deck enjoying leisure time, an unusual enough sight. He likes to hole up in his quarters whenever possible, and when he is out among the crew, it's for work.

But it's a nice sunny day, and anyway, there are people he can't avoid speaking with any longer. If any of those people would perhaps like to address him, that would be lovely. If not...well, he'll have to go find them, and he'll bitch about it.

It's the kind of thing he'd ordinarily just make Suresh do for him, but he's not sure where Suresh is at the moment. He'd left earlier mentioning something about cards and bosoms and nakedness, and Adam hadn't really wanted to know.
 
 
 
loyalsister on August 4th, 2007 03:01 am (UTC)
Sister Lilhy does not care for the sunshine or the bustle here, and cards anf nakedness and bosoms of all things would completely disgust her. Bad enough she has to be attempting this at all, let alone amongst all this moral latitude.

This, she supposes, is only the natural consequence of abandoning your place in life. You end up in a whole host of places you would much rather not be.

Heat or no, her hood is over her head as she ascends the gangplank, attempting to look poised and official while a small woman alone. Any and all cat-calls and lewd remarks are firmly ignored, and once on deck she casts about for anyone with an authorative look about them.
agentoftheocean on August 4th, 2007 03:21 am (UTC)
Well. Adam has the uniform of a reasonably high-ranking officer of the Navy, only slightly the worse for the wear, and a distinctly haughty attitude. He casts a wary eye on her as she steps aboard. God, the last thing his ship needs right now is more females.

"Is there some service you require, madam?"
loyalsister on August 4th, 2007 03:29 am (UTC)
Lilhy lifts her chin obstinately, looking him straight in the eye and setting her hands on her hips. The bucking of the ship only sends her swaying somewhat, but she imagines this journey will be almost as uncomfortable as the last.

"Yes," she replies, in a clipped, firm voice well used to giving orders, "I seek passage aboard this vessel."
agentoftheocean on August 4th, 2007 03:45 am (UTC)
Oh, is that so? Well, Adam can order with the best of them, and he intends to go right on and do so. He folds his arms, already taking some offense at her tone. Adam tends to judge people very quickly and usually unfavorably.

"What business would you have with us?"
loyalsister on August 4th, 2007 03:56 am (UTC)
"I would travel as a passenger." Despite that she has to look up at him, Lilhy has a way of making it seem that he is the one at a disadvantage because he must look down. It is a necessary skill. "Payment would, of course, be tendered to you promptly at the conclusion of my voyage."

She is being more than reasonable, she feels.
agentoftheocean on August 4th, 2007 04:16 am (UTC)
If Adam were the type to laugh at...anything, he might bark with laughter at that. As it is, he merely narrows his eyes. "At the conclusion? Certainly not. You can't expect me to simply take you at your word."

He's been accused of naivete, but not quite that much.
loyalsister on August 4th, 2007 04:23 am (UTC)
"My word," Lilhy says, with the slightest of smirks playing around her mouth, "Is more than good, but I suppose I will offer a third of the price at the outset with the rest to be had upon my safe arrival at my destination." She stresses 'safe' a touch.


"I am Sister Lilhy, good man." That is almost an afterthought, and she doesn't inquire into who he is. That is beside the point.
agentoftheocean on August 4th, 2007 04:48 am (UTC)
The offer is...better, but he's still dubious. And 'Sister' doesn't help. Adam is suspicious of a great many things, but anything that smacks of religious authority is pretty near the top of the list.

"Half," he says brusquely, "and I will consider it. Sister."
loyalsister on August 4th, 2007 05:08 am (UTC)
Half was exactly what she expected to have to pay, and she gives a curt nod.

"What shall the full cost be, then?" She asks, lifting her chin one commanding iota higher. "I do not carry much with me, and I do not expect any especial measures to be taken for my comfort." Her tone implies that she would be well within her rights to do so, and that he should be grateful for her graciousness in freeing him of the obligation.
agentoftheocean on August 4th, 2007 05:26 am (UTC)
He folds his arms even tighter and names the price. It's...really a surprisingly reasonable one to start out with. Adam hates bartering. Entirely too much time spent interacting with people. Ugh.

"You'll also take up room that could be occupied by someone of actual service to this crew. Do not flatter yourself, Sister."
loyalsister on August 4th, 2007 05:41 am (UTC)
Coolly, she names a price just under the edge of acceptability, letting her hands fall to her sides. She's not entirely sure of herself, but she'll be damned if she lets that show.

"Yet you're taking me on despite it," she points out, already having decided that this fellow is going to be a thorn in her side if she doesn't find a way to avoid him. Perhaps she will tell the Captain he is being forward with her, after a few days. That should be satisfying.
agentoftheocean on August 4th, 2007 06:08 am (UTC)
"We have the room," he says, a bit wearily, "and your passage fare will pay my crew's wages. Five more and you have a berth. You may share quarters with the navigator and the interpreter."

If he just keeps calling them that often enough, maybe he'll forget that they're women.
loyalsister on August 4th, 2007 06:19 am (UTC)
"Done," she says, briskly, realizing with a certain dismay this is not some mate of whatever degree she is speaking with, but apparently the captain or, Saint Dumas forbid, the owner of the ship.

"They are trustworthy men, I hope?" She asks that after a bit of consideration. She must be more careful, now that she is alone. (She will not admit she is afraid, she will not even allow the possibility that she could be.)
agentoftheocean on August 4th, 2007 06:25 am (UTC)
Well. The owner of a fourth of the ship, anyway. Cue the narrowed eyes again, even though it's a perfectly reasonable assumption to make, as he'd provided not a shred of evidence to the contrary. He won't admit that he'd meant to unnerve her with it. A little. Just a little.

"Mistress Sumner and Miss Yoon are trustworthy enough comrades, I would imagine. They'll give you no trouble."
loyalsister on August 4th, 2007 06:30 am (UTC)
Lilhy eyes him in a mildly amused way, less surprised than hitting realization's solid shores. She smiles, showing the barest flash of white teeth.

"I'll trust your word, then," she says, and glances around the ship with a more discerning, judging eye. "I do not have your payment at hand, but I will fetch it for when we disembark. That is also when I will take up my residence here."