Post by Zoilus on Feb 1, 2018 2:09:18 GMT
Bellona smirked back. "Excellent, Rooney. Excellent. Follow me."
Rooney seemed intrigued, if somewhat nervous, which was absolutely perfect for what Bellona had in mind. She signaled Rooney to come behind her as she made her way below the deck, through the officers quarters to a well-appointed, if somewhat cramped, lounge. On the central table was an unmarked bottle, surrounded by a few clean glasses. Only the largest and most important Alendronian flagships had rooms like this: amenities for the most talented and noble officers in the fleet. And the bottle was something even more special.
"Have a seat, Miss Rooney. None of my officers are going to be coming here while we're in port." Bellona poured herself a glass from the unmarked bottle, and slid an empty one over to Rooney. "I thought we could have a more informal celebration of our newfound...camaraderie. This," she gave the bottle a little shake, "is a specially made rum, distilled by a small, discrete, and very talented company for Alendronian officers only." She poured Rooney her glass, and took a seat.
"I want," she looked Rooney up and down, "you to tell me what you think of it, after we toast. So: ready?" She raised her glass.
Rooney seemed intrigued, if somewhat nervous, which was absolutely perfect for what Bellona had in mind. She signaled Rooney to come behind her as she made her way below the deck, through the officers quarters to a well-appointed, if somewhat cramped, lounge. On the central table was an unmarked bottle, surrounded by a few clean glasses. Only the largest and most important Alendronian flagships had rooms like this: amenities for the most talented and noble officers in the fleet. And the bottle was something even more special.
"Have a seat, Miss Rooney. None of my officers are going to be coming here while we're in port." Bellona poured herself a glass from the unmarked bottle, and slid an empty one over to Rooney. "I thought we could have a more informal celebration of our newfound...camaraderie. This," she gave the bottle a little shake, "is a specially made rum, distilled by a small, discrete, and very talented company for Alendronian officers only." She poured Rooney her glass, and took a seat.
"I want," she looked Rooney up and down, "you to tell me what you think of it, after we toast. So: ready?" She raised her glass.