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I look at him "Get back to work."

-]"Yeah, that's a shame, but it is what it is, I guess," Ryssa answered. She knew exactly what the barkeep was talking about. She would have said it didn't smell like blood in here, with an optimistic hope, but sadly the acrid scent of blood and grey matter was still lingering in the air from days ago. "Well thanks for the help then," she said, waving to the bartender and grabbing Sansa on the way to the door. "Hmmm...maybe we should head back tot he palace, see if we can meet up with the others," she suggested.[-

"Yeah, assuming now those are your attempts to stop the captain from pounding your a** like a cheap whore."

Finn- Juji starts laughing a bit. "She does that to ye mate? Nah, I'm not into the a** play myself, so like..does she have a little dangle bit for ya now?" He asks, making a little droopy motion with his finger. "See, when I ******** 'er, she knew where 'er place was...and if she got out of line." He slams his tail into a table, cracking it down the middle and breaking it. "The way she use to scream...Mmm." He responds while licking his beak.

All(but Finn)- "I heard that." Takaku comments, he turns towards the group and shrugs his shoulders a bit, seemingly unfazed by Alphamai's advancements. "I'm excellent with ropes, I could spend days showing you too!" He informs. Alphamai sinks down, her head drooping because her mind is definitely in the gutter right now.
"Sir...may I advise you not to show your guests your 'rope work', they're going to think poorly of it." Alphamai suggests. Takaku makes a pouting face as he looks at the group.
"Poorly? You'd think poorly of my rope skills? I'm proud of them...you haven't even seen them...why would you think poorly of it?" Takaku asks. Alphamai literally facepalms.

Finn- Juji takes the marks and pockets them. "What? Our food not good enough for ya?" Juji mocks. He leans back against the wall, arms folded.
"I'm sorry, is that the squawking of a defiant crew member?" Starania calls from the kitchen door. Juji looks towards her and nods his head, spatting on the ground at Finn's feet.
"Some outsider come and give me orders, 'e's lucky 'e's yer pet or I'd have taken 'is head." Juji informs. Starania looks over at Finn and raises an eyebrow but smiles at him.
"Merely a test dear Juji, you seen Finn here is like me, and I figured sending him to deal with ya facking assholes would have triggered a similar result. It didn't, which is good as I'm a greedy facking woman and if he'd have shown his...sensitive side, I'd have been jealous of any scars he'd have placed upon the lot of ya. Juji, ya follow his facking commands, 'cause you might think yer big n' strong now but if ye take his head...well...I wonder what I'd turn 'im into..."
Juji eyes Starania a bit then looks at Finn, he walks over to one of the crew starting to dish up food and snags a full plate from him. He walks over to Finn and thrusts the plate into his hands before attempting to storm out of the kitchen. Starania stands in front of him and stares him down, the two of them locked in a death gaze before she simply steps aside and lets him through.
"Any of you other facks have a complaint?" Starania questions. The rest of the crew shakes their heads, all seeming to eye Finn with a look of dislike. "Then I expect the meal ready and served in ten minutes." She orders, walking from the room.

Finn- Starania is found in a large office. There's crates and trunks all around obvious loot that they're trying to pawn off somewhere. She's reading through some papers on her desk, a serious look on her face as she focuses on her work. There's a fresh slash across her cheek, and some bruises on her knuckles from a scuffle. She goes to p***k her finger on the tip of her quill, but instead uses the blood on her cheek to write with. She doesn't look up at Finn when he enters, obviously in a whole different zone when it comes to business. "Something to discuss?" She asks.

Starania shuffles through her papers, sitting on his words for a bit. "A game? Ah right, you do His bidding and ya get to go home..." Starania begins, she trails off a bit towards the end then looks up from her papers. "I suppose if you're ready to shirk your duties for that I won't try to stop ye, I imagine you've got some fine gentle lass waitin' on the other side." She adds with a shrug. "But don't expect a hardy ******** to make me weak in the knees and foolish. Give me one good reason to speak to that woman."