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[Persons on or passing by Deck 12 might notice the Valei woman standing outside her room, the door wide open and a troubled look on her face. She paces back and forth, evidently bothered and continues to look from inside the room to the hallway outside. After a pause, she vanishes inside, moving carefully and when she returns, it's with a leap that she lands back on deck.

Comm in her hand, Vie clicks it on.]

Everyone, it's been a long while since I've spoken. For that I am sorry.

[Get to the point Vie.]

Are any of you having issues with your sleeping quarters? Mine appears to of ah... half vanished. The left side of my room is gone, entirely, taking with it half of my bed and a rather large amount of my things.

[Things that shall be mourned once she figures out what the hell is going on and if anyone else is having an issues.]

Stay safe.

[Click.]

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[She can't not laugh at that.]

My hero. Though I thought you would know by now that I'm quite the fan of contact. You don't mind if I drag someone into that bunk with me, do you?

[Vie is trying so hard to keep her voice serious. It doesn't work all that well.]

Can't abide it. Sorry. Terrible draft an' all.

[Grroooowr, Vie. Growr!]

Unless yer as fast with those hands as I think ye are.

[Okay no. Vie laughs again. Time to get straight to the point.]

Sean, are you offering me a place to sleep or not?

If the lady would honor me with her presence, aye. I'm offerin' me room for as long as ya need it.

[He can dig that.]

[Vie pauses and give the comm a small smile.]

Thank you.

[He's one of her best friends, but it's not something she will admit. Each time on this boat she's given someone that title, or one like it, they've vanished not long after. Vie feels it safer for her to not voice her affection for Sean. Chances are he already knows anyway.]

Are you there now? I'm ah... making an attempt at salvaging what I can from what remains of my quarters.

[Sean is a stubborn-ass survivor like that. As long as his big brother's around, he'll stay.

And for all his determination to stay attached to his brother and ONLY to his brother, in Vie he's found a damned good friend.]

Here for the foreseeable future. Be needin' a hand there?

This is... kind of amazing, really.

[She sounds completely in awe. Annoyed as she is that her room is half gone and the bulk of her treasure trove gone with it, Vie can't help but be amazed at what she's seeing.]

Come for a look..?

A look? I'd like a look. Don't get too close to whatever's... not there.

[He finds himself a black tee but forgoes tying his shoelaces, too lazy at that second to bother. Sean ties them properly on the elevator ride to her floor on deck 11.

Greetings from Dublin, Vie. Here comes your buddy to check this shit out.]

[When he arrives he'll find her leaning in the doorway, eyes on the void that's overtaken the left side of her room. There's a small pile of books in the hallway, Vie's blades and sheaths with them and a small backpack of what clothes she has left (Not much, really. The dresser was eaten.).

At Sean's approach she shoots him a glance and a small smile before waving him towards the door.]

I'm still not sure what to make of this.

[He pulls up alongside the ninja-esque woman, sees the void in its full glory, and lets out a long, impressed whistle.]

Jaysus! Somebody up there's been redecoratin'. Lost their heads a bit, if ya ask me.

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[She glances up at him and nods before looking back to the room.]

Agreed. I can't say I'm not a little annoyed at losing so much without warning. Material items, yes, but each collected for a reason.

[Vie frowns slightly, catches herself in the act and puts the expression on hold.]

I think that's everything.

[Hello sober tone. Vie motions to her small pile of things.]

Not too much, I hope?

[Sean pretends to think very hard on whether or not he's capable of helping her with the meager quantity of items she has to relocate. His chin sticks out in a ponderous sulk, and he rubs the dark half-grown hairs there to complete the image.]

Can't say I'm in the best of shape today, lass.

[He peers.] ... 'Course, with th'right motivation.

[Vie turns slowly, expression a little amused but a good attempt at seriousness. Her hands find her hips as she looks up at him.]

Such as..?

[Beware! This is top, top, top secret information Sean is about to confide. He cups the shell of her ear and gears up for his best, most rumbliest growl.]

I've got a bad cravin' for hamburger.

[That growl so close to her ear generally puts Vie in a very happy place. She grins at his words, laughing a little and brings her hand to graze along the stubble on his jaw.]

I suppose I can help with that.

[Vie gives him an affectionate shove.]

But I'd rather not leave my things in the hall. Could we drop them off first... maybe?

[Hello, sweet and innocent expression is go.]

[Smug as smug can be and not make the changeover from mischievous to annoying, he gives her a playful baring of his teeth and steals a quick kiss. Sean melts away before he can be lured (by himself or by her) into a longer tussle.]

Aye aye, madame. Anythin' of yers needin' special care?

[See what he did there, oh yes.]

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