Her eyes ran the location. Vast and noisy, she was never in a Barge before.
The sound of her footsteps echoed through the hall, and Jack was displaying a visible grin.
"Well, Jack-O.. What's first? Us dropping dead drunk?"
Kalliste smirked.
[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop