<hr/><strong>Marsilia</strong>, Vodacce Roof-runner (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=265143.msg13087932#msg13087932)<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i65.tinypic.com/10oikyb.jpg)</div><strong>Time &amp; Location</strong>: Night // Woods --> The Inn<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Kate, Juliana, Genevieve, Isabela, and just about everyone else, too<br/><hr/><br/>As they moved, it was all Marsi could do to stop herself from trying to climb up La Bella Capitana like the feline she often seemed and perching on those broad, strong shoulders as if to keep a more secure position in case of something suddenly looming out of the darkness.  Indeed, the tiny thief seemed to be on high alert the entire time...alert that did not flag when the inn loomed out of the mist and dark, nor when Kate strode boldly to the door and threw it open, voicing her open invitation to all and sundry.<br/><br/>Behind her, Marsi uttered a few choice observations concerning the perversity of the world that led them further away from the ship, and maybe something about a Fate Witch in need of a good spanking if not also a hard and punitive tumble in the blankets by half a dozen rampant swains.  She did not shirk the welcome possibility of shelter, though, and slipped past the Captain almost as soon as she was able.  From force of habit she also sought a shadowed corner to slink into and cast about, casing the inn with reflexive ease...which meant, among other things, that her eyes found the beauteous woman with her entourage and a musketeer as company.  A light blush touched her cheeks as her mind indulged a momentary fantasy before she forced her eyes on--the woman would not respond well, given the way she looked at the swordsman, and in any case she was not at all the sort of bridal candidate the petite Vodacce had in mind for her Capitana.<br/><br/>Thus her gaze carried on, measuring and testing the other customers and the staff, alert for any sign of threat.