Behind the Mask (Private/Prankster/Sp8ke)

Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock the sound clicks out from the wall within Bones' Inn room, the clock was perhaps the most annoying thing about the time in which she couldn't sleep. It was a constant reminder of just how many seconds of sleep were stolen away from her from nightmares and painful memories of the past that jolt her in cold sweats. So while the clock's hands moved along, she just laid there in bed, recalling the events from the day prior with the battle inside of a bar. Her nose was still sore, back covered in light bruises from having been sent into several tables -- that day just wasn't hers. From the sound of the alarm she had set, it was time to get up, morning had already come and gone and it was now noon. As she was getting dressed a knock came from the doorway, leading her to quickly slip on the rest of her attire before opening it. A marine, probably a young Ensign was walking down the hallway at this point and she'd almost call to him before noticing the letter on the floor. Well this certainly wasn't expected but she wasn't one to immediately turn things away just because she didn't know they were coming. Closing the door behind her she'd lock it and travel down the hallway with the letter in hand, reading it as she went along. Bones was to meet with one of the Navy's more prominent individuals and get to know them as she'd be seeing them later during her next assignment - the individual in question was one of the World's Nobles. A new person could mean one of two possible scenarios, either this individual was some high-classed and perhaps pompous person with a high superiority complex and an ego to boost - or they were a decent person who worked hard to get where they were today. Personally she hoped for the latter, seeing as most the Nobles she met were some sub-type of the former. With the letter read, Bones took it to the fireplace of the Inn and chucked it inside, letting the information burn away since she was the only one whom needed to know where they would be meeting. Slipping a hand free from her cloak, she'd cup her mouth and yawn through her fingers silently, then it was off to the docks to go greet this Noble whom she was to be acquainted with. The trip would only take her around 10-15 minutes by floating there at walking speed, Shells Town was a fairly sized place but the inn was thankfully close enough to the docks to not warrant any aching feet by walking on most people -- not that she had anything to worry about in that regard, she could fly.

Pungent odors from the fish that the sailors brought in lingered in the breeze along with such scents as salt water, crabs, lobsters, etc. It wasn't too unbearable but it wasn't exactly the kind of smell one could call pleasant. Bones lifted her cloaks neck piece up enough to cover her nose, it didn't make it perfect but it helped. Her eyes scoured the area for the man she was supposed to meet, from her mental picture the Noble was most likely standing alone and looking around just as she was. Smoke soon arose from the tip of a cigarette after she had lifted it from it's packaging and placed it between her lips, lighting it's end with a black and white colored flip-lighter. Despite her appearance, she was at least considerate in the fact she kept the smoke from the cigarette far away from those she would talk to and most that were around her - couldn't help the smell though.

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