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It had crept along lunch time, and when he didn't come back to the apartment, Bryn had assumed Edward forgot about eating. Being the dutiful partner she was, she packed some sandwiches some drinks, and a few snacks in a basket, and carried it down to where the ships were docked.

When the doors parted with a hiss, she looked for obvious signs of where her pirate-y lover was exactly. It wasn't easy, he didn't leave tracks. "Edward?" She called out softly in her gentle Norse brogue.

She hadn't only come prepared to be a feast for his, no doubt, growling stomach, she'd come prepared to be one for his eyes. Black plasteel boots that laced up to her knees, paired with a simple tight fitting body-con black dress that covered her to mid-thigh. Her long ginger curls free, and makeup light.