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[personal profile] myskyinen 2018-08-06 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
Think the devil and he shall appear by your shoulder. Aulis has been swimming around as if lurking and haunting the ship, waiting for his prey to loosen its grip. But he climbed aboard a little while ago to rest; he prefers to be in the water but he can't afford to lose the way.

Therefore, he's been stalking the ship, and sleeping on it as well. He kicked the Swedish boy out of his designated quarters last night, as he commandeered the bed and the boy had refused to sleep next to him. Just as well, Aulis thinks, because he's sure the rest of them wouldn't miss him so terribly.

Quietly, he makes his way to the priest outside; priests smell different to Aulis, and this one is no different. He lurks in the doorway first, but then approaches, picking up the packet of salt. He holds it up and tilts his head as if to ask what it is.