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[everythinglost]

Call for a good time

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[crab_rangoon]

Pagan's alone at the moment, his jacket thrown over the back of one of the chairs as he sits beside Fitz with a drink of his own.

"Which ship did you come from, by the way. I didn't ask."

[everythinglost]

Fitz leans against him, with a sigh.

"The Clipper. Which I'm pretty sure it wasn't, as much as I do my best not to retain anything I take in about ships. You were on the Brigantine, right?"

[crab_rangoon]

"I know fuck all about ships," he confirms as he takes a drink. "But yes. Brigantine. Big fucking ship, mostly empty, with big nets that caught things?"

[everythinglost]

"Awful. We might have had a terrifying painted sun, but at least there was no fishing. No going 'outside' at all."

[crab_rangoon]

"Oh Fitz. Outside isn't so terrible in normal circumstances. But I do enjoy having my shampoo back."

[everythinglost]

"Outside is fine. I like outside, probably more than you. I mean, literally, there was no outside on that ship. That we could access, anyway."