video; un egyptologist - evening of 19 October

[egyptologist]

[ Oh hello, it's your friendly neighborhood egyptologist slash mummy hunter tuning in. Evelyn's hair is windswept and framing her face, cheeks pink from what is prooobably either whiskey or wine. She's tired of visions and migraines and soul crushing loneliness and has thrown herself into re-establishing her shop.

She's sat at one of the little tables in the back by the fireplace, the culprit of her pink cheeked, rosy glow sat on the table next to her. She's got her little device propped up against a book to properly frame her. ]

Hello, fellow residents. I just wanted to let you know that my bookshop, Spellbound Book Co., is open once more. By all means, please come in any time, have a look around.

[ She leans back in her chair, a little roughly, picks up her tumbler - the question is answered, it's whatever passes for whiskey - and smiles. ]

Who else has a business here? Let's all discuss our business endeavors, feel free to chat amongst yourselves.

[ Is she drunk? Maybe a little. ]

Comments

[egyptologist]

Ah. That could be rather treacherous, the sea here seems to be fairly unkind. Certainly isn't without its pirates, though.

[ Her manners are terrible this evening, it seems. ]

I apologize - I didn't introduce myself. My name is Evelyn.

[nautmagical]

Pirates. Really. I can't say I'd noticed.

[There is. So much sarcasm in those words it'd choke someone. But he seems to shake it off, and inclines his head.]

Pleasure, madam. I am Captain Vasco, of the Nauts.

[egyptologist]

[ She tries not to laugh, because her run in with them hadn't exactly been fun. ]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Captain. I do hope you'll stop through at some point.

[nautmagical]

Likewise, madam.

I'll make it a goal. Have to come up from the docks some time, I s'pose.

[egyptologist]

[ splendid! :3 ]

There you go, explore a little. It'll broaden your horizons.

[nautmagical]

I can assure you, my horizons are broader than most.

[You're hysterical, sir.]