[Pen grips the hilt and nods, scrabbling up the rest of the way one handed and putting the weapon down inside the cabin.]
Hop on up.
[With that, she drops into the interior, a cabin large enough for two comfortably, three if they were real friendly. The sword and her shillelagh are nestled in a small bin like an umbrella holder to the right, and there are rows of consoles like something right out of a sci-fi show.]
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[Pen grips the hilt and nods, scrabbling up the rest of the way one handed and putting the weapon down inside the cabin.]
Hop on up.
[With that, she drops into the interior, a cabin large enough for two comfortably, three if they were real friendly. The sword and her shillelagh are nestled in a small bin like an umbrella holder to the right, and there are rows of consoles like something right out of a sci-fi show.]