[There were brief moments where Reaper's own form seemed to blur at the edges, a little curl of 'shadow' here and there. For a man of his size? He too was so eerily quiet, and did well for the two of them moving together along the shadows crates and barrels created.
Could hear others moving, trying to pinpoint if it was above or the same level of them as things creaked just due to the movement of the ship through water.]
Due for some.
[He did stop at the edge of a row, a lit lamp swaying from where it was held to a bulkhead on one side. Hand on one of the barrels near and kept low. Even with senses that felt dulled to him—]
Think we're finally not alone.
[The scent of spices and some meat- cooking perhaps. Maybe it was around some meal time if they were lucky.]
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Could hear others moving, trying to pinpoint if it was above or the same level of them as things creaked just due to the movement of the ship through water.]
Due for some.
[He did stop at the edge of a row, a lit lamp swaying from where it was held to a bulkhead on one side. Hand on one of the barrels near and kept low. Even with senses that felt dulled to him—]
Think we're finally not alone.
[The scent of spices and some meat- cooking perhaps. Maybe it was around some meal time if they were lucky.]