07-13-2012, 04:18 PM
Vasily seemed awfully concerned with the name of the boat. Not a sailor herself, Dalgina looked at him curiously. His expression was alight as he spoke, hands animated as he addressed the concern. Jerome agreed that the boat was nameless, a fact that meant little to Dalgina. She just thought of it as The Ship. Vasily's words explained his concern. Bad luck was something Dalgina understood. Nodding her head she looked at the ship, wondering how one went about naming a boat. Was it like naming a horse, or a bird? She wasn't sure.
Dalgina giggled at the jest, continuing to ponder what they could call it. We could name it Sailor. Or Wander. Or Neela. She liked that last one, naming the ship after her friend. Neela had taken her out on a boat for the first time, giving her her first taste of the wonders of the sea. It was sure to fit the boat wonderfully, and fill it with amazing care as they sailed across to the unknown lands. It'd give Dalgina some courage as well, feeling that her friend was there.
Dalgina giggled at the jest, continuing to ponder what they could call it. We could name it Sailor. Or Wander. Or Neela. She liked that last one, naming the ship after her friend. Neela had taken her out on a boat for the first time, giving her her first taste of the wonders of the sea. It was sure to fit the boat wonderfully, and fill it with amazing care as they sailed across to the unknown lands. It'd give Dalgina some courage as well, feeling that her friend was there.