OOC: haha! I still tell guys that! it's actually a really good excuse.... but now i tell them i'm dying my hair... :P

ooc: I'll keep that in mind ;-)

OOC: oh, and about this Sunday.... i'm dying my hair....
teheh.. jk

OOC: I asked her to a formal. She ended up there with another guy anyway. I laugh at it now, though.

BIC: Slightly upset, Sivel goes over to strike up conversation with Feyral.

"Hey, you don't have to wash your hair now, do you?"

OOC: I was at a dance that a guy asked me to (yeah, the guy asked me) and he stood me up. This was in another state, so i never talked to him or heard from him again.

Feyral giggles and smiles at him. "awww, you poor thing." She then gives him a hug.

Taeth glared at the encroaching Sivel, he took off his his glasses and his hard diamond blue eyes shone with the promise of unspeakable retribution. He then softened his face and looked back to Feyral.
"Does m'lady have anything planned this evening?" He said as if sivel was intentionally reminding him.

OOC: At least my RPC gets hugs...

BIC: Sivel is shocked, but manages a sneer at Taeth.

"Now boys boys boys. Let's not get into a little fight." She glances a smile to both of them and turns around, starting to walk out. "If you need me, I'll be on the main deck."

Taeth glared at sivel once again and then finished with the dishes and walked out after Feyral. He sighed to himself, he shouldn't've behaved that way in a ladies presence. He emerged out onto the main deck and glanced around for Feyral

Sivel sits down, pondering whether to go after Abby to her room, or Feryal to the main deck. He finally gives up and starts to talk to Spark about repairs on the ship. Spark, however, blows a raspberry at him and runs after Feryal.

Sivel sighs, and imagines Captain and Taeth tortured to death simultaneously.