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Who: Anne Bonney & V
Where: V's drafty old castle what used to be Captain Teague's drafty old castle
When: Now-ish
Warnings: Probably none


Anne hummed to herself as she bounded up the steps to the castle's east door, it was the one she usually used because it was closest to the driveway, and had probably been the staff entrance once upon a time. Teague had given her keys when he'd been there, because there were quite a few things that made for good displays at the Museum, and just at the moment she was returning both a golf club bag full of swords, and a pair of singing bowls.

The humming turned over to a whistle as she fished out the keys, shifting the bowls to her other arm, the golf bag slung across her back, and by the time she actually got the door open she was singing quietly, it was a shanty, since those were what she knew best, aside from some classic rock, though it was a new one someone had sent her not too long ago. She was completely oblivious to the fact that the castle had a new occupant.