<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cd/CorinneLorimer.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Corinne Lorimer (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1945676)<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Tender Boat<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Blue Silk Bathrobe<br/><strong>Content: </strong>Flustered awkwardness<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>"I'm afraid I left the bottle in my-mmph!"<br/><br/>By the time Corinne realized what was happening, her lips were already locked with Jacqueline's. Her first instinct was to protest, though that was more out of surprise than any inherent objection. Mlle. de Fronsac was a rather handsome woman after all, and this fact had not escaped Corinne's notice during the past three days. Add to that a passionate demeanour and, evidently, no small skill in the art of kissing, and Corinne was quickly coming around on the whole state of affairs.<br/><br/>Just as the wizardess was about to twine her fingers in Jacqueline's hair, however, the kiss was broken as suddenly as it began, leaving Corinne red-faced and weak-kneed in the small tender boat. She blinked as her mind returned to the oppressive dreariness of the current situation, and drew her disheveled robe tighter around her, concealing the crimson blush that ran all the way down to her chest. Much like Jacqueline, she would prefer to avoid any further commentary on the matter.<br/><br/>She sank down onto one of the benches on the tender boat, and let her mind wander. Embarrassment aside, she had to confess she felt a little less terrified of their predicament, and her mind managed to drift to more pleasant thoughts for a time.<br/><br/>Her reverie was broken when Jacqueline and Danae exclaimed the sighting of a ship. Hearing Danae's suggestion, Corinne called forth her lights once again, causing the four orbs to hover in a glowing tower above their little boat, like a garish exclamation point.<br/><br/>"Mlle. Hotspur," she called to Margaret, excitement clear in her voice. "Do can you signal them with your musket? If your powder is wet, I may be able to dry it with my magic."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OoC</div><div class="spoiler_body">I was thinking Prestidigitation might be able to dry out Margaret's gunpowder if it happens to have gotten wet.<br/></div></div>