Snippet #1692426

Deget had already begun making her way to where she had last seen James, going in an opposite direction than Tom had gone. On here way back to the main room the smell of soup wafted into her nostrils. She peeked Drake setting up soup but decided to pass quickly in fear of becoming side-tracked, in fear of becoming drawn into him or doing something rash.

It was not the time to feel rage. She needed to find James.

After a number of twists and turns and run-ins with closets, the woman found the main room and approached the door. Opening the it, she narrowly hurt herself on the door for it swung inward and not outward.

"Oh surry," she said quickly when she almost ran into Gepetto. The woman grinned a bit and gave a small pat on the blonde's shoulder. "Ya look tired. Maybe you should go to ya room or something for a little while. By the way." She dropped her voice to a whisper. "In one of the kitchens, they got stored rum. Just a heads up if ya want it."

With another pat on the shoulder, Deget walked over to James and looked at him. "Hey James. I don't mean to be very blunt or offending but do ye think ya can.. tell me about my.. brother? Please?" Her voice had softened a touch when she mentioned her brother and the Jamaican seemed to be holding back something, blinking a bit before swallowing and relaxing.