<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d2/72/d7/d272d746c8dd6e0af5fa3acb923bea58.jpg)</div><br/><br/>The throbbing of dwarven miners digging in her head, the ache of a lost fight, the taste of cheap ale, and the oddly twined scent of salt and wet animals all mingled together as Olu woke upon a rough wood floor. With a series of pained moans the girl twisted around till she lay upon the floorboards, the nails tipping her fingers actually digging into the wood as she slowly presses herself up to hands and knees. A roughly cut mop of dark curls clung to her face as her eyes cracked open, the mismatched gaze of violet and green peering around the dark room as she shifted to kneeling upon the floor.<br/><br/>Movement and various mutterings draw her to standing fully, bare feet silent upon the floor as she idly brushes dirt from her loose trousers. With the grey of her trousers somewhat clean her hands come up, fingers deftly checking the ties holding her dark vest about her perky bust. With everything straight and tight she twists and stretches, limber form working the kinks from the rough slumber out. She begins moving towards some of the more active folk before drawing back as light fills the hold, the lantern-holder's command drawing a smile across her lips even as she moves.<br/><br/>"No fox here." The words are soft upon the air as her hand briefly pats the distraught girl's head before she lets her hands press against the smaller female's back, a nod offered towards those nearby even as she briefly rubs the dress-clad lass's back.. "Best not give cause for punishment. Pirate's ya know?" She grins and leans in, a faint and bell-like giggle drifting from her. "Be exciting though. Pirates mean treasure an' adventure."<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>