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Richard gave a dull blink as she left, "I know people say I've got a split personality, but that was just..." He stumbled through his vocabulary, "Strange..." He concluded feebly. "Where the hells land?" He asked in a grumpy sounding tone. "I wanna kill something." He added under his breath"

The fog was getting worse, that was for sure, so she just prayed to make it through without getting of course. That could cause pure trouble. The ship slowed as the wind did and it gave sea a ghostly appearance as if it was all a haunted abyss. It caused a shiver to ring up and down her spin. Though the fog was all in her element, she proffered all water to be settled in the ocean or the clouds instead of in one’s view.

Arya nodded. "Thanks." She said, helping herself to a roll and some fish, then taking one of the bottles of rum off the tray as an afterthought. She filled the roll with fish and tasted it. She pulled a face. The fish was a bit cold for her liking. She sighed and rooted through her pockets for anything that would burn. She found a small scrap of wood that had broken off the side of her box and she held it up with her right hand, holding her left in the other. She eyed it for a few seconds and then it burst into flame. She released it, using her control of the flames to suspend the wood in the air as it burned. She then increased the intensity so that the flame was small, but hot. She held her roll over the flames until the fish inside felt warm, then she extingushed the flames. They disappeared and the small piece of wood fell to the floor, now charred and crumbly. Arya ignored it and took another bite of her roll. Much better.

((If you mean the 'If looks could kill...' one, then yes.))

Arya looked up from her food as Richard came belowdeck. She nodded to him and moved her chair sideways slightly so that he could reach the food. She finished off her roll with relish and licked her fingers clean. She brushed a few stray crumbs off her shirt and then opened the bottle, taking a liberal swig of the rum, enjoying the feeling of warmth as she swirled it round her mouth and then swallowed.

She was facinatted by the flame work, but nodded a greeting at Richard. She giggled to herself before turning into Richard again, this time imatating him. She grabed some salted pork and some grog, saying "Oh good," then sat at the window.

Arya covered her grin by taking another swig of rum. Accio copying Richard looked set to become a regular occurence and despite his verbal retaliation, Arya felt sure that Accio would give him a run for his money. Arya put her feet up on the bench Accio had just vacated. It should be interesting to watch if nothing else. She took another swig of the rum and pretended to be enjoying it rather than eavesdropping.

[HOLY COW! LIFE!]

Richard raised an eyebrow, shifting his jacket to be more comfortable. His cocky air never shifted an inch, "Why else would you want to be inside my body without being inside?" He flipped her hat up, so it moved towards the back of her head. "Hmm?"