[Private Video] Seeking Sea Captains, Monday, Week 18

[pepperspray]

[Privacy is less a concern than staying out of the way of the thronging hospital crowds, but both play their part to have Pepper making this call from the quiet of her apartment. It's come together nicely, she feels, with a backdrop of her couch and some heavy drapes, hung in anticipation of winter's chill.

Mug of tea, hair neat and tidy, no sudden attacks of tooth-spinach, she appears on Captain Silene's communicator with a look of abstractly businesslike hope.]

Captain? This is Pepper Potts. I'd asked our traders to bring you one of these, so I hope it's made its way to you.

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[outer_npcs]

[Silene's quarters are more utilitarian - the slice visible is all bolted-down wood, nothing that might tumble and shatter in high seas, though the fabric of the bedding looks rich in both colour and texture.

The captain grins, the flash of white teeth looking almost predatory.]

It's lovely to see you again, Miss Potts. Even if it is a touch disconcerting to have my ass start ringing.