#minsunh

location: The Houseboat

time: evening

One would think that her time at Port Vale playing play-pretend was when she escaped her duties as captain of the Caspian (and Black) Sea, but seeing as most of the prominent figures of the waters were here, it was more work than leisure, every moment she spent here. In human terms, it was like she was at a leaders’ convention or something. With a few of the sirens falling ill from an unknown disease, she was wracked with worry about whether this condition might be contagious and possibly life threatening. She had spent hours at work poring over multiple books, trying to find remedies that just might help them get better faster.

She wondered if this was the mythical darkness that had taken so many of the hippocampi to the point where they became an endangered species. It could be possible that the very pollution that created the sirens might also be causing this sickness, like it evolved somehow.There were so many factors to these things, that Aster was often kept up late at night pondering the possibilities. She was no human doctor, but she knew at least that prevention and isolation of the infected was the best way to stop the spread at its source.

She sighed as she scribbled down some theories on her small notebook. She found herself at the Houseboat once again to possibly take the edge off after a nice dinner. She almost didn’t notice the seat beside her at the bar creak. She looked up from her notes and couldn’t help but smile. "Fancy seeing you, here. Have your brothers been giving you a hard time, again?” She teased before waving the bartender over. “The first round’s on me. You look like you could use a drink.”