"Hi Anne!" the old stoner beams delightedly. "Oh, um... Captain!" He salutes a bit tiltedly -- of COURSE he's been drinking today. He's got Stuff in his hair since last Anne saw him -- braided and beaded, not all of it, but enough to keep the rest of the loose curls from blowing too helter-skelter or getting caught in the rigging.
If she's paying attention, she might glimpse a flicker of a little Shadow lurking about, too.
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