"Yo-ho, yo-ho, a pirate's life for me…" Alae Megallen slurred in a drunken sing-song manner then dissolved into chortles before clutching at the ship's rail to send her hammock swinging from side to side.
"Honestly, Megallen. I don't think I've ever seen you sober once." First mate Davidson said with a wry grin, leaning against the balcony, smoking a thick cigar.
"That's Captain Megallen, Davidson. And don't you forget it." She insisted, leaning half way over her hammock to snatch Davidson's cigar before falling on her back upon the deck. She let out a groan and lay sprawled out beside her hammock, taking in puffs of the cigar as Davidson watched in amusement above her. He finally pulled her to her feet and yanked back his cigar before watched Alae stumble slightly and squint up into the night sky.
"Hmm… Sleep." She mumbled offhand and began awkwardly walking towards her cabin, tripping on the unsteady deck as she went.
"To bed with ya, Davidson! We have a lot of sea to cover in the morning." She ordered, without turning her head. And with that she disappeared from sight.