<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/dc/Arouj.jpg)<br/><strong>Name:</strong> Arouj al-Qadir (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=141932.msg6401727#msg6401727)<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Port Diablo<br/><strong>Languages:</strong> English, Arabic<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Mary<br/></div><br/><br/>It was a surprise, though not an unpleasant one, to feel Mary press against him as if she were glad of his presence. It was simply unfamiliar. Distracted, he still managed a nod and a brusque “Yes, Captain,” to seal the agreement. Arouj steered Mary towards the door of the tavern, pausing for a brief glance in Ta'er's direction before he shoved the girl out into the street.<br/><br/>Once they were well out of earshot, standing next to the cracked fountain in the square, he finally burst out laughing. “God smiles on us! Well done, Marty, well done! If our honest captain doesn't already have a tight hole to plunder you may yet win his heart.” Arouj pushed her down to have a seat on the brightly painted tiles of the fountain's edge, releasing his grip on her shoulder at last. He sat beside her and reached back to catch some fresh water pouring from the nearest spout; after a quick sniff he splashed it on his face.<br/><br/>“Assuming that yours are still tight, eh?” he grinned, pulling her close and kissing her viciously in the darkness.