Hob sits at his desk before the single narrow window in the room. The pooka seems to be working on something, and the room has the slight scent of glue in the air. Gentle waves of shadow and light play across the walls from his glowing fishbowl, the mermaid figure within glowing ever so slightly. (She seems to have company: Hob's put two small orange and white fish and a small castle in the bowl as well.) Otherwise, his tiny dorm room remains fairly spartan and meager in possessions.
At the sound of the door squeeking slightly on its hinges, he looks up and grins at Khimaris.
Wiping his hands, Hob smiles and kicks his chair back to reveal his project.
The desktop is covered in bits of wood. A few simple tools are scattered about as well. In the center of the chaos of his workspace lies a crude and rough-shaped boat, about a foot long. It looks to be some sort of fishing boat, with squarish block near the bow to represent a pilot house. It's obviously unfinished and needs a lot more work.
"I must go down to the sea again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by; And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking, And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking."
"Row, row, row your boat?" Khim sings experimentally. She bursts into laughter before she can get another line out. Someone, it seems, is in a good mood. "Would I be able to drag you a way for a bit? I was thinking we might go out. We could..."
She flushes a bit, looking down. "We can take Kali along if you like."
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Hob sits at his desk before the single narrow window in the room. The pooka seems to be working on something, and the room has the slight scent of glue in the air. Gentle waves of shadow and light play across the walls from his glowing fishbowl, the mermaid figure within glowing ever so slightly. (She seems to have company: Hob's put two small orange and white fish and a small castle in the bowl as well.) Otherwise, his tiny dorm room remains fairly spartan and meager in possessions.
At the sound of the door squeeking slightly on its hinges, he looks up and grins at Khimaris.
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The desktop is covered in bits of wood. A few simple tools are scattered about as well. In the center of the chaos of his workspace lies a crude and rough-shaped boat, about a foot long. It looks to be some sort of fishing boat, with squarish block near the bow to represent a pilot house. It's obviously unfinished and needs a lot more work.
"I must go down to the sea again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking."
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She flushes a bit, looking down. "We can take Kali along if you like."
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