01-31-2011, 04:10 PM
J'adore had snuck away from his pack and onto the Des Rêveurs. It was a grand ship, loosing face on the outside. But oh the treasures inside. The Spaniard was seated in the ship bar, it was well stocked with alcohol and was where J'adore found most of his bottles. He sat drinking from a champange bottle, it was half empty now. Placing it on the table he stood and made his way over to a cabinet, behind the bar. As he opened the door, with a creak, he found a small supply of Khat. I was a bad thing for him to be chewing, it could cause endless pshycological problems. But in the end it was only a small amount, and it wasn't often. He locked his guilty pleasures away again, this time remembering to padlock the door. He stood up and returned to his seat. He pulled his bag closer and removed a book from it, entitled 'Medicinal Herbs'. He had picked this up in Halifax and decided it would be useful to know how to relieve pain. His wounds from Alaki had sealed well and were on the mend, but if he moved in the wrong way, the skin would twist and cause him a slight stab of pain. He reclined in his seat and smiled, this was his place to relax.