by Volsung » Wed Sep 14, 2011 11:07 pm
With all the others out on duty or exploring the city, Furaito has some time to herself in the hold. After peeking up the stairs to make certain no one is coming down, she pulls the curtain shut and rushes over to her cot, lifting it up carefully and pulling out a small book. Glancing back to make certain the curtain is still closed, she plops down in the cot and lays the book on it. She begins flipping through the pages with an eager gleam in her eye.
GM • Stormcrow • Dirty Gaijin Heretic • Sarcasm and Spite are Automatic Functions