Voice Test: no spoilers

[finefuckery]

[ There is a man in your bedroom! Or your kitchen, or just somewhere that is yours really. He is dressed head to toe in highly functional black leather, and has an incredible greying mane. He smells like sweat and the sea, and inexplicably of... lavender?

And he's touching things. He's touching everything. Just casually picking up trinkets and turning them over in his hands. ]

Now this? This is neat. This is cool. What do you call this?

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[nocawsforconcern]

I am strong.

[She lowers her dagger, and rustles her cloak around herself, muttering something that's...

Wait, no, is she just making bird noises to herself? Yeah, that's definitely just a muttered 'caw'.]

[finefuckery]

[ Straightens up a little, suddenly way more interested. ]

Bird person!

[nocawsforconcern]

[She shrugs.]

I'm from Corvus.

[finefuckery]

Corvus. They got bird people in Corvus?


You got a bird?

[nocawsforconcern]

If you're a pirate, shouldn't you know this sort of thing already?

Why would I have a bird on my ship? They have their homes already.

[finefuckery]

Never been to Corvus, man.

[nocawsforconcern]

Oh.

That's good, 'cause I'd probably have to stab you a lot if you tried to pirate Corvus.

[finefuckery]

Dunno, are there a lot of bird people? Might be fun.

Oh, an ocean too. Got one of those?

[nocawsforconcern]

We're on the ocean right now.

And with a stowaway on my ship, I have to figure out if we have enough food on board to make it to the next port now.

[finefuckery]

I'm a light eater.

[nocawsforconcern]

Light eater or no, I'm not going to starve you. It would be more merciful to throw you overboard.

[She rustles her cloak as she thinks.]

And food that goes to you doesn't go to the rest of my crew.