<div class="floatleft">(http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w310/Sparrowhawke/SanteriAaltonen-1.jpg)<br/><strong>Name:</strong> Santeri Aaltonen (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=141932.msg6423550#msg6423550)<br/><strong>Location:</strong> The Blue Iguana<br/><strong>Languages:</strong> English, Finnish<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> John, Clive.</div><br/>Santeri turned to look at Clive at the suggestion. It was an interesting one, something he had never tried, perhaps with the two of them working together, they could actually keep the escape artist in one place for once. The only thing that worried him, however, was in the fact that the place practically belonged to Clive, and most definitely to the captain. More than once Santeri had come back to find broken cuffs, and he didn’t relish the idea of what would happen should John manage to break part of the brig. Even worse, Clive didn’t like having his space invaded.<br/><br/>“…..I will give it some thought.” Perhaps there would be some way to make John behave a little better. At the very least, escaping without breaking anything. At the very least, he wasn’t likely to touch any of Clive’s things. In fact, he likely wouldn’t even linger. But still. He moved over to the bar as well, finding himself almost automatically ordering another ale for his supposed slave. He looked back to Clive and gave a thoughtful hum.<br/><br/>“Perhaps if even that doesn’t work, we should simply nail him to the deck.” He chuckled lightly, glancing over to John, though not expecting a response. Aside from the twitching, the man was practically a rock for all the emotion he showed. He considered getting an ale for himself, but thought better of it. He could do better than the swill they served here, and perhaps when John was out of it enough to no longer cause any trouble, he would do so.