It's Five O' Clock Somewhere Oct 12, 2014 22:36:16 GMT -6
Post by Shinonome Morgan on Oct 12, 2014 22:36:16 GMT -6
my name is shinonome morgan, hydra of the- yawwnnn
| She woke up. It was another morning in Hyrst, just another day for Shinonome Morgan. The smell of wine eternally wafted in her house, and the gross taste of morning greeted her senses as she arose from her bed. A burning headache soon introduced itself, not unlike other nights, but she tiredly grabbed a bottle of whiskey on her nightstand and chugged it down. The pain dulled and she was able to focus her eyesight better. No sooner than five minutes of realizing it's morning, the captain's morning rituals began.|
She donned her uniform after showering and brushing her teeth, and went on to go brush her hair. Being that she lived among sailors, she never had the chance to really pay attention to her hair on the seas, but lately, since she'd spent her time assisting land forces, she'd become more self-conscious of her hair. However, this also made brushing it into a right bitch; every strange was tangled, so it'd sting with every movement she'd make. But she got through it. Surprisingly.
She slipped on her shoes and grabbed her belongings, such as her keys and money. Leather boots were about to walk out the door... until she realized she was unarmed. It felt naked. Grumbling, Shinonome took to go find Ave Maria, where ever the blasted cutlass may be. Under the sheets were nothing but stains, and in the closet was nothing but cobwebs. Finally, she found the damn sword embedded in her living room ceiling. It's sheath was underneath as well. ...What happened last night, again? No matter. The captain yanked it out of the concrete and sheathed it, attaching it to her belt once more.
Breakfast sounded pretty good right now. What was it, ten? eleven? Maybe nine, if she really didn't drink last night. (Though, judging by the sword, it was at least ten.) And so Shinonome Morgan opened the door out of her house, eager to go eat something or other. Lazily turning around, her hands moved to lock the door behind her. And then she turned around.
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