another chance

[Henry Parker]

Henry Parker was on Persephone.
For what reason? The last crew he was on had jsut ended there job and he was no longer needed, so he jumped ship and was now looking for a new job, a new crew, and a new ship.

After spending some of the money he was paid at the bars and getting some food in his stomach he went to the docks he looked
at all the ships, and crew's, and captains but did not find any willing to pay his price or any that really suited him to be on, and if he did look like one that he could be on they did'nt need a pilot. He was now stepping up to the last of the ships one that did look more or less like he could fit in.

"HELLO ANY ONE HOME?" he shouted at the ship seeing no one on the out side of the ship and hoping his words could be heard from the insdie if any one was home.

[Ari Deschain]

The Lenore had just come back from its trip to Santo, returning to the perilous docks of Persephone once more to drop off Jack Briggs and Sian from the rescue mission they had all taken part in. Briggs hadn't paid them as well as Ari would've liked, but they had let him get away with the promise of some big, vague favor concerning Minerva. Ari didn't trust him to be able to pull off much when it came to that woman, but he had impressed her in rescuing the woman called Sian. Though Ari had an inherent dislike of most Companions, she'd found Sian to be much more bearable than any she'd met in the past, especially Ursula.

When Jack and Sian left the ship, Ari began the usual business of getting supplies and getting drunk. Port was a time for that, in her opinion. They'd picked up a few injuries rescuing Sian, and the first thing Ari did was get some stitches in. Some shrapnel from the explosion they may or may not have set off as a deadly diversion for Briggs had lodged itself into her arm. She was lucky it wasn't her head again; the eyepatch she wore to cover her left eye was evidence of the last time shrapnel had hit her in the war. The patch was black and plain, but she had long ago stitched a red outline of a heart into it to make it her own.

She came swaggering back up the docks from the bar, a little tipsy but still in control. Her clothes were the norm, baggy brown pants tucked into big steel-toed boots and an oil-stained tank top, her golden-skinned arms revealed and patterned with black tattoos. Her stitches were covered in a piece of gauze taped down on her upper right arm and her white shock of hair was slightly disheveled, par for the course.

As she made her unsteady way to the Lenore, Ari noticed a man standing in front of the ship, oddly shouting at it. Squinting, as if to understand why this stranger was yelling at her beautiful Lenore, Ari came up to him. "Can I help you?" She crossed her arms and tried to look important, though she was wearing oil-stained engineering garb and was tiny at only a little over five feet in height. Despite this, she was obviously well-muscled and strong, and the eyepatch could be a little intimidating...so could the knife strapped to her thigh or the service pistol stuffed into the waistband of her pants.

[Henry Parker]

Henry was Finlay convinced no one was home when someone from behind spoke up "Can I help you?" the young woman asked.
"uh yeah i was seeing if any one was home looks like i found you, just admiring the ship is she yours?"
Henry was trying not to sound as though he wanted a job just yet he found he got more jobs by trying to converse with the soon to be employer. He also picked up on the eye patch he would however ask about that as soon as he knew what type of ground he was on with the woman.