-The Mythics RP-

"Duly noted."
She absent-mindedly slid a hand into the large pocket of the borrowed overcoat, feeling the worn leather bound journal within, and its weight suddenly reawakened itself to her attention.
Silence followed her short words, and she gazed sideways out over the sea as she thought, eyes darkening.
"Cyrus... do you think. The Captain would see fit the way I tried to handle the situation last night?"
She refused to look at him, mentally biting at her own self-doubt.

(Omgosh, a Mythics notification.
School semester ended and this one is going much better, so I'm gonna get back into the swwwiiiinnng)
@RDchicken99
(Oh man, I'm rusty.
And I'm going to apologize in advance if I'm not able to be very consistent with this, I'm working on a big writing WIP and that has taken up most if not all of my creative juices. I'll try my best to keep up with Mythics, though, this is just a forewarning.)

(Where are these two going in the first place???? I can't remember 😭 )

Cyrus took in her question, held it tightly in consideration. What would Vhanya think of it? Affection and frustration mingled freely at the thought of her, clouding the waters concerning her judgement.
A moment's pause, he turned to the young Harpy, "no, I don't think she would. Though- the question is, and the one I know for certain the answer to; is would she do it herself?"
He continued forwards, ducking under a ratline, "and to that goes a 'yes'."
He could hear the halts in Ember's tone, and as much as she hid behind a furrowed brow, the little twitches of her mouth and wingtips were as clear as an ocean sky at morn. "But don't let that discourage you, lass, you've only had your feet on this ship for what, two day's time? You're learning quick enough for the lot of you new'uns, I'd say."

@-Shade-
Hoo boy howdy I can hardly remember this scene 🄲
 

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