My Jolly Sailor Bold [Deva]

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September 25, 2025
@deva

Bjorn wasn't much in a good mood. One of the crew had brought to his attention how weathered and worn the rudder was. While the ship was enchanted, it was still very much needed to steer the ship, in sky or land. Without it, they couldn't steer. That, obviously, was a problem. Also a problem, finding someone that could actually replace the part. The ship was old, having been built in the 1800's. The Krok's and their crews had done a great job maintaining the ship, but nothing lasted forever. So, shopping he went.

Bjorn's search had eventually brought him to Belfast, one of the shipbuilding capitals. Surely someone would have the knowledge. It took quite a bit of asking around before he finally found his man. Someone that studied traditional ship builds and capable of making a replacement rudder for them. It wouldn't be cheap though. Not that Bjorn had a choice.

Bjorn stepped out of the ship builder's store and let out a frustrated sigh as he ran his fingers through his hair. Dropping that kind of cash hadn't been the plan. While the criminals had a healthy stash, their business had been slowed down quite a bit from the lock down. Things were letting up... but it would be a while before they got back to their usual pace. Great.  He reached into his pocket and pulled out a cigarette and lighter. Bjorn lit it and took a long drag, contemplating. Perhaps he could visit Casimir. Surely Casimir had found a few buyers for some of the wares he'd dropped off. That'd help eat the dent this rudder cost. He let out a puff of smoke, and started to walk. No real destination in mind. In search of some distraction from this costly adventure.

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Deva missed being on the water. A lot. It had been quite a while since she'd been able to join her parents on a sailing trip and her feet were itching to leave the shore. Unfortunately, she hadn't been able to join her parents for their annual sailing trip this year so she'd probably have to wait until next year until she could finally take to the great blue again. It made her sad and she'd gone to the docks in Belfast more for the purpose of window shopping than anything else. She knew she wanted her own boat when she could afford it but also knew realistically that it would probably take a while before she'd reach that point. She was halfway down to considering booking a cruise as vacation but nothing really compared to sailing. Engines to move forward lacked that magic of the wind.

She was looking at all the ships currently and she had to admit a few of them were very impressive. They made her heart soar with admiration, even though she knew there was no guarantee that the people owning the beauties were at all decent. She was aware of the pirates that still roamed the sea and she sincerely disapproved. She frowned slightly as she considered this and sighed for a moment. It seemed like such a waste to have a majestic ship in the hands of pirates. That thought coincided with her spotting a very old ship that looked to still be in pristine condition. It was quite a while off from where she was but it stood out. She couldn't help but gasp slightly in astonishment. Maybe she could have a closer look?

She started walking, not by default planning on going towards the ship but well, there would be worse places to end up. She couldn't help herself, she was drawn towards it. She kept on throwing distracted looks so it was a good thing it wasn't overly crowded or she would have bumped into somebody. In fact, she almost did, but manage to stop herself just moment before actually colliding, unknowingly, with the owner of said ship. She quickly took a step back. "I'm so sorry! I wasn't paying proper attention!" She instantly apologised. "I was a little distracted." She stole another quick glance at the ship. If he loved ships he had to appreciate the beauty too and hopefully wouldn't judge her too hard on almost colliding with him. She could only hope.

@bjorn

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September 25, 2025
@deva

It wasn't everyday that a pretty woman almost ran into him. Especially not here, of all places. The docks could be a rough place, not really known for their "beauty". The docks were a place of need. They served a clear purpose and no one really cared about making them warm and welcoming. They were a place for sailors to blow off steam while off duty. Prostitutes, gambling, smoking, drinking. All normal around here. Bjorn wasn't complaining though. He loved running into beautiful women.

Bjorn stopped short, and thankfully so did the woman, managing to stop from the potential collision. Instinctively, Bjorn raised a hand, just in case she stumbled, but lowered it when he realized she was fine, and immediately apologizing and glancing towards the water. Bjorn followed her gaze. All he saw was his ship. Resting in port. He glanced back at her, and smiled. "No apology needed. You have good taste. The Jolly Roger's a fine ship." He wasn't exactly flirting, but there was a subtly to his words. Dropping the name of the ship when she clearly fancied it might open the doors to a conversation. And who was Bjorn to deny a beautiful woman that liked boats?

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His words instantly caught her attention, although they did cause a slight frown to appear on her face. "It's called the Jolly Roger?" She asked, very clearly confused by the name. For as far as she was aware that was a name used to indicate pirate flags and that wasn't the sort of association she expected anybody to want their ship to have. Still, she was more curious about the ship itself than the peculiar name for the moment. She stared at the ship a little longer, her eyes trailing the beautiful lines of the ship for a moment before turning back to the man she'd almost ran into. He at least knew of the ship, which suggested he wasn't a total stranger to the ways of the sea. Not to mention he was fairly attractive, even though that was a detail that Deva knew she had to ignore. Her love for beautiful things had gotten her in trouble a little too often in the past. She bit her lip for a moment as she wondered if she ought to walk away from the conversation about a ship names after a pirate flag or indulge just a little.

Just a little bit it was. She looked at the guy again, vaguely motioning to the ship. "Do you know why she's here?" She asked curiously. "A historical beauty like that isn't usually seen in port, unless there is a special occasion. I wonder if it's privately owned. Whoever has it must have spent a fortune on it." Especially considering the condition it appeared to be in and the age of the ship. It was a very special thing to be able to see a ship like that out here out of the blue. She decided that for now, she didn't want to know about the name or the possible owners. She feared the truth. If not pirates, it was fully possible that they loved pirate tales of unruly law breakers and Deva simply couldn't get behind that. It was wrong to murder, pillage and steal at will and she didn't like the movies that painted pirates in any sort of romantic light. It only inspired young folk to become rule breakers anyway.

@bjorn

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September 25, 2025
@deva

Bjorn heard the confusion in her voice as she questioned the name and it made him grin. He knew it was a bit... odd. Not that a ship name was odd, but that the name itself was what you called a pirate flag. "The original owner wasn't known for his creativity." While Bjorn wasn't the sort to insult his grandfather, he also knew the man hadn't had the best education. So, hey, best he could do. Since then, however, no one had ever felt like renaming the ship.

The woman was definitely curious. And out of all the ships at the dock, her curiosity was currently on his own ship. As she spoke, it made it clear she also at least had a basic understanding of ships, realizing that the ship was historical, rather than just a replica. Also that such a ship would cost more than an arm and leg. "Repairs, I've heard." Why not play it up a bit? Not admit he was the captain, despite her obvious curiosity. Though, to be honest, Bjorn rarely told people about his ship and line of work. Because you never knew what they did or who they might tell.

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She couldn't help but chuckle a bit as he mentioned the original owner hadn't been a very creative soul. She looked at him with a smile on her face. He seemed like a nice guy, although a part of her wondered if she ought to be worried. She didn't really have a good taste in men. She usually fell for the troublemakers and he looked wild. Probably why he was so attractive to her though. She was just gonig to ignore that part until she was certain he wasn't going to get her in trouble. It was the best way to do things. She hadn't dated anybody more than twice in three years because of that new rule she'd made for herself but at least the last five years had been quite a bit more stable. She nodded slightly as she mentioned repairs. "I can imagine a ship like her needs them from time to time. Nothing really lasts forever. I guess I'm lucky I happened to come by today then." She mused, half to herself. It was a bit of a treat to see a ship like that at random.

She then looked to the side again, very curious about the man and how he knew about the ship. "So are you a sailor then? You seem to know a thing or two." She observed. He didn't really seem to be a tourist and he clearly knew something about the ship. It either docked here before and he'd met somebody on the crew or he gossipped like a sailor. Both were not really unlikely. He certainly didn't look like the kind of guy to work a desk job. "I personally was mostly window shopping. I'm half considering just renting a small boat. I missed out on the family sailing vacation this year so I'm dying to be out on the water again." She sighed regretfully for a moment. "I fear I'll have to wait for next year." She admitted. She was attempting to make light conversation but it seemed her wish to be on the water was stronger than she was. If only she could rent a boat and go on the great blue for a day....

@bjorn

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September 25, 2025
@deva

Bjorn ran his hand through his hair, pulling all the stray strands away from his face. He should cut it. And his beard. But he was a lazy person when it came to his appearance. Just couldn't be bothered. Plus, the length was sort of nice because he could pull it back into a ponytail if he ever needed it out of his face for a while. Though, he also knew that the mane of hair and beard gave him a bit of a "bad boy" look. Most people would hesitate at his appearance. He just had that look of someone that would break the rules. Which, of course, were true. This girl, however, was pretty. Put together. The type that would keep him at arms length. Looks could be deceiving, however. As she was already here at the docks. A place not exactly known for "put together" women. "Do you want a closer look? I know the owner. He won't mind," he offered. Why not let the lady have a look? Plus, no one was on board, the crew all off to their own devises. Because, heaven forbid, the crew saw him bring a woman on board. He'd never hear the end of it. Especially from Lotten.

As she asked if he was a sailor he flashed a grin. "I am." Not exactly a lie. That's what would make it believable. When lying, a half truth was always best. Though, when she mentioned renting a boat and dying to get out on the water, his smile softened. He knew that feeling. Only, his love for the ocean was rivaled for his love of the sky. "That's a shame. You should act quickly. The waters will be turning soon." winter was always a bad time to sail. The weather was more unpredictable. Storms rolled in faster. But, to be honest? That was Bjorn's favorite time. To fight the storms and feel their destruction. It was thrilling.

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Deva was exactly the type to fall for the kind of guy that didn't follow rules. For the wilder types that were ever so free and untamed, much like the ocean was. She admired the courage those people had to have to be so unapologetically themselves. She longed for it, from time to time, but knew it wasn't her nature. She followed all rules and played inside the lines. She didn't even think to consider breaking the most minor rules that almost everybody broke at least once in their lives. No running a red light as pedestrian when there was no traffic around, no littering, no drinking at times it wasn't socially acceptable. She was perfectly well behaved and tended to research rules ahead of time to avoid nasty surprises later. The untamed freedom that his looks suggested pulled her like a magnet, even if she'd never admit it. The offer to have a look was too much to resist for her. Her eyes lit up and she found herself to be smiling. Every part of her sensible mind screamed this was probably unwise, yet she just couldn't stop herself anyway it seemed. "I would love to." She replied politely, although almost breathless in anticipation.

When he said he was a sailor she raised her brows, although a smile played on her lips. "Are you a sailor on that ship?" She asked, half incredulous as it seemed far too good to be true that it would be as her heart would dream it to be. A closer look could get quite a bit closer if he was employed and his contract allowed him to actually show people around. It wouldn't be odd if the owner would include rules against such things in order to protect the ship, but she had hopes. They just weren't very high... yet.

She sighed regretfully at his words, her eyes torn from the ship they were heading towards for just a moment to look at the vast expanse of the ocean that stretched out and called her name. She couldn't heed the call, which brought her a lot of sadness. It seeped into her words and stance as she smiled at him regretfully. "Not this year I fear. I can't risk sailing out alone when the weather turns. My family would be too worried and I don't want to occupy people with more important things on their hands than chasing about a careless girl that couldn't contain her impulses. I fear I shall have to wait for next year. Or perhaps I'll risk it in winter when the storms mostly have died down for a while, provided I've saved up enough to rent a decent enough ship." She sighed deeply but shrugged. "It's not quite the same when alone either. I usually went with my family so I'm used to larger ships for longer journeys, although I can man the smaller ones well enough on my own.Yet I always long for the company of one that can understand what I love so much about sailing, even though I haven't quite found a way to put it to words yet. My family knows, so they're good company at sea." She was talking too much again, although it did fill the bit of time it took them to approach the mighty ship that had called her.

@bjorn

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September 25, 2025
@deva

The woman had eyes like a kid in a candy store at the offer to see the ship. Well, if that wasn't incentive enough, nothin was. How could he say no to a pretty girl who happened to love ships? Especially an antique like this. They'd done everything they could to preserve it. Thankfully, magic made that quite easy. Repairs like this were rare. He stepped forward, holding his arm out for her to take. He wasn't a gentleman, but he could put on a show when the situation presented itself. Why not be a little more courteous then his usual, gruff, self? "Shall we?"

Though, her next question was unexpected. It made Bjorn smile slyly at her. "I've sailed on it a time or two" Not the answer she was probably looking for. It was neither a yes or a no. Because it was just so goddamn tempting not to give a straight answer when she looked so excited. He normally wasn't "dodgy", at least in this way. No, it was only because he was talking to a pretty girl. Teasing pretty girls entertained him.

Bjorn hesitated midstride to look at her when she mentioned not being able to sail alone. Her words... struck a cord. It spoke to his very soul. Chasing after one's dreams and impulses, but also feeling like you couldn't at the same time. How she denied her the call. His stop was only for a moment, before he was walking again, turning to look at the ship as she kept speaking. He didn't say anything yet, just let her get out her piece. Well, if that wasn't the most depressing thing you'd ever heard. Like a bird in a cage, staring longingly out at the open skies. Or, in her case, a fish in a tank staring out at the ocean. He cleared his throat before speaking. "There's nothing more important then the whims of the heart," was his gruff response. Who was he to deny someone a desire such as that? "But braving the storms wouldn't be wise alone. Let me get you in contact with someone that can go with you." Or himself, but that might be too bold of an offer just yet.

They'd reached the ship then, and Bjorn raised a hand, motioning for her to walk up the wooden ramp first. "Ladies first."

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It was peculiar to find manners of his type in the harbour. It was usually either stuck up rich people or down to earth sailors that didn't exactly care too much about mainland code of conduct on most days. He didn't look or act like a stuck up rich guy but he did seem to have those manners to him. It was interesting, but nothing she'd complain about in the moment. He was just being rather excellent company. She smiled as she took his arm to follow him towards the ship that had so effectively captured her attention.

The sly smile and half answer had her narrow her eyes at him. Why was he being so mysterious? The smile suggested he was definitively doing it on purpose. She then shrugged loftily, as if not caring one little bit even though it was done so over the top that it had to be clear that it wasn't the case. But well, he was attractive and she was feeling a little bit free today so she giggled for a moment after the shrug. "Is this your way of flirting or am I just reading into it because I wouldn't mind if it was?" She asked, playfully but very much curious about the outcome. It didn't hurt that much to be upfront about ones thoughts every once in a while. Besides, all the drama of late meant she needed to take time for herself rather than drown herself in the problems of other people.

When he suggested that he could get her in contact with some people to sail with her face lit up like a bright lightbulb in a far too dark room. "Really? You'd do that for a stranger? I can try to take a few days off work if I'd actually have somewhere to go." She almost sounded dreamy but she wasn't quite ready to get her hopes up just yet. Not everybody was quite that fond of sailing with a girl. Especially not strangers that didn't know her skill level and she didn't want to get her hopes up if all they were going to do was crash. It just wasn't worth it.

As he motioned for her to go first she bit her lip, almost apprehensive about accepting the offer to go on board. After a moments pauze she walked up the board, her feet steady as her heart instantly soared. Her fingers gently touching the rail on the side of the ship, admiring the craftsmanship as her eyes travelled around, first at the level of the deck but soon after travelling slowly upwards until they found the steering wheel and the crows nest. It was beautiful and she couldn't help but smile. Even though she worked with magic, this was a whole different kind of magic on it's own... "Thank you..." She said softly to Bjorn. "For letting me come on board. If we have time and it's allowed I'd love a small tour though?" She asked, hopeful in her tone of voice but expecting a rejection on that front. It didn't seem too likely but she couldn't resist the temptation to at the very least just ask.

@bjorn

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September 25, 2025
@deva

The nameless woman took his arm and he used the leverage of his arm to pull her jsut a touch closer as they walked. The docks were a rough place after all. Didn't want any... ruffiens bothering her. Though, Bjorn happened to fall under that category. "Is this how you like to be flirted with? If so, I can continue." He glanced down at her out of the side of his eyes and smirked. Well, that was a bit interesting, and bold, if he said so. "You're quite bold, asking a stranger to flirt with you. I don't even know your name yet. You might take advantage of me." Well... A bit of a stretch. Because by all means, he was the one taking advantage of her in this situation.

Then, there was that kid in a candy store look again. Or perhaps a child on Christmas morning. He couldn't help but smile at her excitement. "Who am I to deny a beautiful woman? Especially one with such good taste." Though, again... Perhaps he'd be the one to take her out sometime. That was still up for debate, depending on how the tour went. "Don't take days off work often? That's bad for you, you know."

She hesitated a moment, and Bjorn raised an eyebrow, though he expression was surprisingly soft. He wouldn't push her if she decided to change her mind. Disappointed though. Thankfully her hesitation was only a moment, before she climbed on board and he followed behind her. There was that dreamy expression of hers again, as she took in as many details as she could. Bjorn leaned against the rail of the ship, arms crossed across his chest and smiling. It was nice seeing a girl appreciate the work. Most women didn't understand just what a masterpiece the ship was. The work it took to keep it in this shape. His smile broadened to a grin as she turned back to him with that hopeful look and voice. "What would you like to see first?" While there was one place that would be off limits (for pirating business purposes, of course), there was no where else on the ship that he felt was too private or personal to show.

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She liked that he seemed to pull her a little closer. She liked it partially because he smelled like the ocean and she loved the scent. Seawater felt like home just as much as home itself did. She laughed slightly as he asked if this was how she liked to be flirting with. She shrugged, seemlessly using the motion as an excuse to walk just a tiny bit closer to him. It almost had to be illegal to be as attractive as he was around her. She tried to reminder herself this was probably a bad idea. She never seemed to fall for the good kind of guy and had always ended up hurt in her relationships. Yet he seemed to have an impossibly alluring combination of traits that was just impossible to resist. She looked up at him, a playful twinkle in her eyes. "Well I don't usually get flirted with at all so I'll take what I can get." She said, half joking. She was well aware that part of the reason people didn't flirt with her was because she didn't really go to places where she might meet somebody that would flirt with her all that often and was also regularly accompanied by friends, including Rhys and well.... he didn't always give off the right message to guys that could be interested in her.

She faked slightly shock as he suggested she was asking him to flirt with her. "Oh dear goodness, no good sir!" She said, widening her eyes dramatically. "I'd never do such a thing. I merely wanted to know if you were flirting with me so I knew the proper reaction. Never would I dare suggest anything to take advantage of you!" While said jokingly it was very much true. She'd been raised better than that. Her father and uncles were aurors and they were very keen on keeping her on the right side of the law. Add her lawyer mother to that and well, Deva hadn't exactly learned to break any rules or take advantage of people. It wasn't something that came naturally to her either. She was far more likely to be on the other end of such a deal. She was more likely to be taken advantage of.

She smiled slightly and found herself blushing a little as he complimented her. She tried to play it cool and shrugged slightly as he mentioned work. "It's fine. I like my job. Makes me feel like I get to make a difference in the world. Not to mention Hags Fever has kept us quite busy this year." She rolled her eyes slightly. The amount of witches and wizards still going into area's with a very dense muggle population while sneezing fire was far too high and it made maintaining the invisibility of the magical world a lot more work. At some point the ministry had ended up warning a few people to send law enforcement out if they refused to behave because the work load on her department had just gotten insane.

Then he asked what she wanted to see first and her head nearly exploded in the many possibilities. She was in stunned silence for a moment as she considered it for a brief moment. "I guess we can start up high and work our way down? I mean, I'd love to see everything that the owner or captain is okay with. I don't really want to insult them by tresspassing." She wasn't going to mention it of course but the captains quarters of a ship like this had to be incredibly impressive and it was almost a shame she wouldn't get to see that part. It wouldn't make sense for it to be open to random strangers without their explicit permission. She wasn't even that interesting about what the ship did, as she was far too enamoured by it to even give thought to the purpose it served. She smiled as she turned to face him. "It's just amazing! The craftsmanship and the state...." She paused to take in a deep breath which came out in an astonished breath. "It's incredible. There's clearly been a lot of love and good care for it. It makes me happy to see people put that much value in keeping the ship in such a prime state. It would be a waste if it got neglected."

@bjorn

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September 25, 2025
@deva

Bjorn raised an eyebrow. Didn't usually get flirted with? "Then these Englishmen must be blind. Less competition for me." It did make him curious why she didn't get flirted with, as it couldn't be from lack of interest. Perhaps she just never noticed? But nonetheless, she'd shown a spark of interest in him, so all the better. "That's a shame. I wouldn't mind letting you take advantage of me." He winked at her. That came out much stronger then he'd initially intended, but he didn't regret it. But from the sounds of it... She seemed like a pretty straight lashed, stick on the path type of person. From her comments about work, not sailing alone... No, she seemed like someone that played by all the rules. The type of person that Bjorn typically had little interest in. And yet...

There was something quite alluring about her. Something that he couldn't quite put his finger on. His curiosity had been peaked in a way he'd never felt. Who was this woman? Especially the mention of Hag's Fever keeping her busy. She must have worked in the hospital... or news? Someone that had a hand in the pandemic. "I apologize, I don't know much about Hag's Fever. I was overseas at the time. But it sounded quite... difficult." the borders had only opened a few months earlier, after all. He'd been stuck outside the isles until travel was resumed.

Bjorn chuckled at her intensity. Being given free reigns to see the ship had put her into over drive, it seemed. He pushed himself away from the rail and approached her, uncrossing his arms. "Don't worry, he won't be insulted." He motioned towards the back of the ship, so that she could climb up to steering wheel. "Why don't you take a look. Still the original form when the ship was built."

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The fact he considered it to be less competition that people didn't usually flirt with her struck her as good news. There was no way to doubt he was at least mildly interested by now. It was nice to be shown interest, even if she knew better than most that didn't mean a happy ending to the story. Still, the suggestion of her taking advantage of him in the way he put it sounded... well almost appealing. It wasn't her nature but apart from that he made it sound like a treat or at least a very good idea. How on earth did he do that? It was a mystery.

Deva nodded as he mentioned it sounded quite difficult to deal with Hags Fever. "It was. Such a huge drama, although I'm lucky that I didn't catch it. I hear it was quite rough on the people that did end up getting it. Not to mention all the impact for travel and the extra work. It wasn't a particularly kind year in that sense. Yet he also kind of suggested she might be right about her guess that he was a sailor. He could board this ship without instantly getting looks from people at the harbour and he'd been overseas. It suggested he might even be a sailor on this specific ship, in which case she definitively envied him quite a bit. To sail that often on a ship this magnificent? It had to be a dream.

She had to hold back the urge to skip, although she walked a bit faster than she ordinarily might have when he opened up the path for her to get to the steering wheel. Even more so when he mentioned it was the original one. As she spotted it she had to work ever so hard to maintain her composure. She walked up, not daring to touch it without permission. She was raised rather strict in those regards. Cursed objects but also respecting the property of other people. It all had mattered a great deal to her parents and so she'd picked up habits because of that. She looked up at her tour guide curiously. "You know the captain? You should compliment him on his ship. It's beautiful and wonderfully well maintained." She sighed almost regretfully, even though the joy of being able to walk these boards was more than she could have expected when she'd first spotted the ship. "Too bad I probably won't have time to come see you head out. I'd have loved to see her on the waves." She said with a wistful smile. Her work schedule was a bit insane of late but she would have taken a day off to see this ship sail off. Although it'd be a shame if that meant she wouldn't get to see the man again.

She suddenly pulled a face as she realised that he'd clearly hinted that she'd neglected to introduce herself and she'd failed to pick up on it. She'd been distracted and enamoured by the ship up to the point she completely forgot and lost her manners. "I'm so sorry." She started. "I completely forgot my manners. I was far too distracted. I'm Deva di Angelo, pleasure to meet you." She said, holding out her hand for him to shake it, now that she finally remembered she was supposed to have manners. Hopefully that wouldn't turn him off. It was perhaps luck that most sailors weren't too bothered about the demands of ettiquette in regular society. Many played by their own rules, which she supposed was neccesary when on the open sea for a longer period of time.

@bjorn

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September 25, 2025
@deva

Bjorn hadn't mentioned it, but Hag's Fever was partially why he'd come to the country as soon as the borders opened. His youngest sister, bless her sweet soul, was not like the rest of the Krok family. She was innocent, and turned away from their... family traditions. She'd taken up work in the country, and, by default, been stuck once the borders closed. This had not sat well with Bjorn or his parents. So, they'd tasked him with checking on her once able. She was fine, of course. He hadn't left yet though, as new opportunities had come knocking with the change of ownership of Borgin and Burkes. Now though... Well, maybe he'd have a third reason to stick around just a little longer.

He followed slowly as she accepted his offer, heading to the back of the ship. "I'll let him know your approval. It'll warm his heart to hear such a compliment, especially when I tell him it comes from a beauty that surpasses the ship itself." She had mentioned him flirting. He'd taken it as an invitation to be a little more forward with his comments, though still... a little respectful. As she mentioned seeing him off he tilted his head a little... then smirked. "How do you know you won't have time if you don't know when she sails?" The repairs alone would take a week, if they were lucky. Not only that, as captain he was the one that decided her schedule.

Though, just like the wind, she seemed to change direction. Immediately apologizing and introducing herself. He laughed, stepping forward as she held out her hand to shake his own. He took her hand in his own, though not to shake. Instead, he leaned forward, lightly brushing his lips against her knuckles then pulling away. "Deva is a beautiful name." He didn't immediately offer his own name in return. He was cautious with his name in general, but today it was more for fun that he didn't offer it. He'd been playing a game of mystery with her. Why give up now? "Shall we continue the tour?"