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somethingveryspeciali. "YOU'RE FUCKING SHITTING ME!!" A female voice comes from the recruitment vessel as a white haired woman storms out and completely bypasses the planks linking the ship with the rest of Flotsom by way of inhuman leap to the next ship over. She makes her way from ship to ship heading for the 'edge' of the floating city to verify with her own eyes that she is indeed trapped on a floating prison.
Crossing her arms under her ample bust once she reaches her destination, she stares with yellow-grey eyes out at the endless ocean.
"Fuck me..."
ii. Well, if she can't leave maybe she can drink herself into not giving a damn. Fat chance, but it's worth a shot.
The bartender looks the woman over and sets a cup of grog in front of her. Kainé nods and takes the mug in hand, raising it above her head and shouting loud enough that the whole Row hears her.
"Alright! Which one of you pussies is man enough to drink me under the table?"
iii. With the spoils of her completely fairly won contest in hand, Kainé heads for the Floating Markets. If she's gonna be stuck in this shit hole, she's gonna at least look good.
Luckily, with the Floating Markets being what they are, Kainé has no issues finding things that are more her style. She's looking between two sets of lingerie, a lacy black number and a feminine white and pink nightie, holding each up to herself in turn.
[[ooc: Please see THIS for possible CWs that may arise during RP with Kainé]]
Crossing her arms under her ample bust once she reaches her destination, she stares with yellow-grey eyes out at the endless ocean.
"Fuck me..."
ii. Well, if she can't leave maybe she can drink herself into not giving a damn. Fat chance, but it's worth a shot.
The bartender looks the woman over and sets a cup of grog in front of her. Kainé nods and takes the mug in hand, raising it above her head and shouting loud enough that the whole Row hears her.
"Alright! Which one of you pussies is man enough to drink me under the table?"
iii. With the spoils of her completely fairly won contest in hand, Kainé heads for the Floating Markets. If she's gonna be stuck in this shit hole, she's gonna at least look good.
Luckily, with the Floating Markets being what they are, Kainé has no issues finding things that are more her style. She's looking between two sets of lingerie, a lacy black number and a feminine white and pink nightie, holding each up to herself in turn.
[[ooc: Please see THIS for possible CWs that may arise during RP with Kainé]]
