She's just face down at a table. She has had way too much to drink. One of the problems with shore leave, she gets hammered.

//A la verga. The car issues just keep coming.

//It was either punk rock or horny nuns. I apologize for nothing in my musical taste.

"Angels fall down without warning, cherry lipstick on their teeth and all dangerous curves." Yes she is singing while bathing.

//Not going to be on much this morning. Got to take the couple hour drive into the city to get my car fixed and do some errands.

//Sleeping now. Replies tomorrow.

"The rental it is." The scout joked as she offered the other a hand. "Right this way."

//Me working on a solo: How many song references can I sneak in here?

"I'm glad to hear it. My room or your place?"

"In what you're looking for or being prevented from having it? We could help each other."

"I just want a girl who will let me bury my face between her thighs and then let me cuddle her all night after. Nothing special. The crew just won't let me hire one."

"I could use some company to sleep with tonight. It's not fun when it's just me and the bottle." She's drunk, sleepy, and lonely. Basically a disaster waiting to happen.

//I regret to inform you that thanks to Quinn you will get exposed to my taste in music. Yes I listen to what would be best described as three racoons badly scratching at a guitar and doing something approaching singing. Or "barking in key."

"Hey! Hey! Hey! I'm a woman with a plan! And that plan is to booze as much as I can!" Yes she has been drinking heavily. Yes she is drunk singing. Badly.

Linoleum is not Quinn's closest friend. Instead the gutter is. It always seems to catch her when she falls.

//So do people still post solos directly on the feed or am I just old and all the cool kids do it differently these days. Putting the finishing touches on how Quinn ended up a deserter and a pirate.

"Some of the crew have pulled me aside saying I have," Yes she is doing air quotes. "'Self-destructive' tendencies. They told me I'm only allowed two bottles of rum a day and one visit to the whorehouse. So now I drink ale and visit each whorehouse once."

//Also, cute ideas I have. Quinn trying to sneak out of her lover's room the morning after she snuck in. Neither one wants her go. But she's duty bound to. Smooching ensues sometime during that.

//I got so angry at work today I gave myself an upset stomach. I'll be getting to stuff as I can.

//Heading to work now.

Her reports to the captain lead to one of two outcomes: pirate attacks or not. It is an immense responsibility.

//Replies slowly. Started feeling worse as the day wore on.

//I must go to work now. My people need me.

//I got my flue and covid shots yesterday so I'm feeling a little feverish this morning. I don't want to go to work.

//I should post that solo I typed up on Quinn's flight from Demacia sometime. That could be fun.

Ever since leaving Demacia she has taken to drinking. Some would say drinking far too much.

The scout is just standing there, feet rooted to the spot. She's trying not to stare. She is not being successful in that endeavor. "They... um... well... they told me to just go right in. I was just looking around. I can leave if you'd prefer."

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Thinking of Fiora always hurts. She's still not over that breakup. She truly loved her.

She doesn't get shore leave like the rest of the crew. Even when on leave she is still expected to be scouting.

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"We might be here quite a bit in that case." The scout responded with a smirk, pressing her lips against the other's in another longer kiss. Her own arms reaching up to loop around Vi's neck.

"I'll keep that in mind." She would smile as she approached the other. Standing up on her toes, planting a soft kiss against the other's lips. "How many can I steal?"

"Only if you want a smooch, of course. I'll happily give you several."

Just holds up a hand. She will volunteer to fix this.

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What is she thinking about? Making out.

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//Also, people should point me to good League accounts. It would be much appreciated.

She does well with the girls at the bar. As long as she doesn't have a deeper attraction than that. Anything more and she's just a mess.

The downside of drinking like she does? The hangover.

//Brb about an hour.

She does have both eyes. She just wears the eyepatch because she thinks it makes her look cool.

//I'm going to bed soon as it is past midnight and I've been drinking heavily tonight.

//Me realising I forgot to pin my pinned damnit.

"You know... If the captain would jush let me bang her I think it would really improve the morale of the crew..." She has been drinking. A lot.

She does keep in contact with some people in Demacia. Mostly Fiora and Shyvana. They're both cute.

Bored scout noises.

“Have we caught your attention, traveler?”

"What do I like in a woman? Well... Her butt...her chest... her attitude." With each she is listing them off on her fingers. "Bonus points if she's a redhead."