Only The Strong Survive

Charity
Charity mumbled a small "hi" back, closing her eyes and relaxing into him. She was starting to feel more tired, though she didn't know why.

Ahanu 
He allowed himself to relax, closing his eyes. A little bit later he had already fallen asleep... again.

Charity
Charity listened to Ahanu's breathing, matching her own with his as well as she could. She thought about that for a while, then slowly but surely fell into a deep slumber.

Outlaw
She glanced out at Charity and Ahanu, made a face, then looked away, glancing back at the candle.

Auberon
Auberon had been watching Ahanu and Charity (yeah more like glaring *slaps upside head*) when he finally realized what Outlaw had been doing. He watched her fo a moment, then tilted his head. "Watcha doing?"

Outlaw 
“Me? Doin somethin?” She mumbled, still watching the flame dance on the candle. 

Auberon
"I know it's so weird..." Auberon muttered sarcastically. "They have gotten further in their relationship in a day than me and Kahlen could in... forever," Auberon mused. "Which relationship should I be more concerned about?"

Outlaw 
“Theirs. It’s disgusting” she mumbled quiet enough they wouldn’t hear, making another face. 

Aubeton
"Should I throw him off the deck then?" Auberon asked.

Outlaw 
“Tempting, but no” she replied. “You could throw me off?” She suggested hopefully. 

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Auberon
"I would but..." Auberon shrugged. "I don't think you'd die. But seriously what are you doing?"

Outlaw 
She sighed. “Probably not. My immunity to death has gotten annoying. And I ain’t doin nothin. I did take pills to monk me out, but I think they’re expired, cause they ain’t working.” 

Auberon
"Or you just have problems," Auberon offered. "You still haven't answered my question though."

Outlaw 
“Of course I has problems. I knew that a longggg time ago.” She muttered. “What do you mean? I ain’t doin nothin. Or do you mean me making myself a new pair of chaps?” She questioned, leaning on the counter looking at him 

Aubeton
"No, I don't care about your chaps," Auberon replied, rather bluntly. "I was talking about the candle."