Deckle raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And what might that be?" She seemed to already know--the amusement was written all over her face.

Kiwi nodded and mulled it over some more. "If you have any questions about anything around you, do not be afraid to ask me..."

Something then occurred to him. "Oh, my apologies. Do...you have a name?"

Gavin grinned full on now, leaning casually against the table. "Well, since you asked, a kiss would be nice."

"Yes. I..understand." she responded, blinking and looking unsure when he asked her for a name.

"I.....I'm.." she gave the only title and name she was called. unfortunately, like any animal or sea creature, it was foreign to a human. It sounded like an long, squeeky chirp with a whistle at the end.

Deckle chuckled. "Well. I don't have any objection to that. So what are you waiting for? Go ahead."

Kiwi scratched the back of his head. "I don't think I can pronounce that...hm. Oh! I have an idea. Why don't you pick a name for yourself? Here..." He searched a bit on his laptop and found a site filled with baby girl names. "You can choose from these or make one of your own."

Gavin smiled, leaning closer to Deckle, inwardly surprised she didn't try to have his ass hauled out or get a punch in the face.
Slowly, he pressed his lips to hers in a peck.

The girl searched the database, feeling slightly overwhelmed. ".......I don't know...." She lingered in the k and m sections, hoping something would stand out.

Deckle let him do so, content. She was more than fine with being touched. As long as her wishes were both respected and obeyed. She could be a bit of a control freak.

Kiwi peered over at the screen, attempting to help her. "Hm...K and M, eh? How about a name that relates to the ocean?"

Gavin managed not to smirk in triumph as some of the other men looked on with jealousy. Gavin kissed her once more, letting it linger a bit longer before pulling back with a grin. "Now...I am happy."

She frowned, puzzled about how to go about choosing. So many options were avaliable! This was harder than it looked.

((any ideas? I'm brain dead on names, even with all the recent searching through names.))

((Hm...for names, two good K and M ones I can think of off the top of my head that relate to the sea are Kye and Meriel, if you want to use one of those. ^^))

Deckle chuckled. "That's always good, of course."

Kiwi watched her. "If you need any help choosing a name, I could always help you. But it is up to you."

((BRB, I gotta go take a shower.))

"Glad you agree. Well, I'm sure we will be seeing each other quite a bit this trip." Gavin grinned.

"Yes, please. help." she said simply, unable to choose just one.

((Meriel is a possibility. hmmm...gyaaahh, brain fart! i'm looking for a good gavin picture.))

((Kay, I'm back. I hate brain farts. D: And okay!))

Deckle grinned in response. "That we will..."

Kiwi peered more around her shoulder. "Hm..." he mused for a moment, before pointing at two of the names on the screen. "Kye. Meriel. I like these...but it's up to you. It is your name, after all."

Gavin smiled, giving the young woman a wink as he gathered his winnings. "Pleasure to have made your aquaintance miss Deckle."

The girl blinked, shaking her head at kye. At 'Meriel,' she looked interested. "Me-ri-el? Meriel?" Smiling once more, the mermaid rolled over on the bed, playful. "Kiikii!" she chirped happily, her usual sounds out once more. "Meriel kiikii!"

"The pleasure is all mine," Deckle retorted playfully, quite amused. "If you wanna find me during the day, I'm down below...I work with machines. Mind you, I won't be in this pretty outfit, of course..."

Kiwi chuckled. "Very well. Meriel it is, then," he agreed cheerily. He felt himself growing more and more tired, and he wasn't sure what to do with her...

"Erm. How...do you normally sleep? Do you need to sleep in water?" he asked curiously.

"Oh I'm sure you look like a pirate queen miss Deckle." Gavin remarked with a winning smile.

The girl, Meriel, blinked and shrugged. She had never tried to sleep on land before, but was curious about trying. "No water."

((I was torn between Meriel and kiki....is meriel pronounced like it's spelled? if so, good.))

((Yeah, it's pronounced how it's spelled. ^^))

Deckle laughed good-naturedly. "More like a haz-mat chick! The stuff they make you wear down there is crazy. Risk of cancer or whatnot from the machines. I don't mind, really. I don't particularly want cancer."

Kiwi nodded. "All right, then. We...uh...land people, for lack of a better description, sleep on these beds." He motioned to the bed they were sitting on. He pointed at the pillows. "You rest your head here on these pillows and..." he pointed at the blanket, which they were also sitting on, "...you cover up with this blanket. You can stay here for the night. But don't steal all the blanket, okay?"

Despite his...er, reputation with the ladies, he wasn't going to try anything with this one, even though he did find her quite attractive. She was far too innocent. He'd decided a little while ago that he wouldn't even think of trying anything until she was either ready for it or incited it.

Gavin chuckled. "Good, I don't want the prettiest thing around geting cancer, especially not if she's pretty and knows how to laugh. Not to mention she kicks ass at cards."

Meriel processed the new information and nodded. "I understand." she chimed in her soft alto voice. She only understood half of his words, but she got the point from his gestures and the words she learned a bit ago.

"Good," Deckle hummed, grinning. "Cards are my thing, hun. Always have been."

Kiwi nodded. "I'm tired, so I think I'm going to go to sleep," he informed her, looking quite exhausted. "You can go to sleep if you want, too, or..." he motioned to the laptop on the nightstand, where the lessons were still open on another tab, "...you can do some more word lessons on there."

He yawned, stretching, and wiggled his way under the blanket, reaching out to the nightstand to set his alarm. He had to be up by six--that was when breakfast was served, and he had to help out. He was free for lunch, though, and he still had to uphold his promise to those twins...

"Yes Kiwi!" she said, smiling brightly before following his example. Sliding under the sheets, she marvled at the softness and the squishy pillows, chirping happily for a moment. "Meriel likes.....kiiiiki."

Gavin bowed at the waist, a smile still present. With this, I bid you adieu. Till tommorow my fair lady."

Kiwi finished setting his alarm and dimmed the lights, relaxing. He reached over and idly closed the laptop, making it automatically hibernate.

"Good night, Meriel," he sighed, content. "You can do what you want in the morning...stay in here, do more lessons, go for a swim...but, if you go out on deck, make sure you try to avoid talking to people, because your English is shaky. If someone does talk to you, tell them this, exactly. 'I am from Russia. I do not know a lot of English...'"

He seemed to want to protect her. Of course, if she was found, she'd be labeled a stowaway and thrown in one of the two jail cells below deck. They were built just in case stowaways were found or a crime was committed while the ship was at sea.

Deckle waved at him cheerily. "Till tomorrow..."

Gavin waved, a bright smile on his lips as he left the casino. Once out of sight, he fairly skipped to his friends room, opening the door without asking, as was his custom with Kiwi.

"You are a genious....oh..whoah...sorry my friend, you should lock the door if you're gonna have a naughty." chuckled Gavin, a squeek of surprise coming from Meriel.

Kiwi, whose face was buried in his pillow, waved him off wearily. "It's not like that, man...don't tell anyone...she's a stowaway," he lied, rather convincingly. "I found her hiding in this hallway, no luggage or anything. She sounds foreign and doesn't know a lot of English, so I decided to keep her here until further notice."

"Dude, you know how much trouble you'll get into if the boss catches you. What if she's a drug dealer or something?" Gavin frowned, taking a step in. Meriel cringed, squeeking fearfully at the sudden appearance. She cuddled closer to Kiwi, shaking her head.

Kiwi raised an eyebrow at him, sitting up a bit to shield Meriel. He didn't want her to feel scared, after all. "She had no luggage. No drugs. Nothing but the clothes on her back," he informed him, stretching a bit. "I'll be fine. Besides, you're not gonna tell. I just hooked you up--you owe me. Don't say anything, all right? Look at her."

He motioned to her, obviously trying to exaggerate the look of innocent fear on her face. "I don't think it's fair to let her rot down there in a jail cell, do you?"

"Damn, got me there Kiwi. All right all right, I won't tell, but if anyone asks or finds out, I had nothing to do with it man." Turning to leave, he looked back over his shoulder. "You sure that's all she is? she's cute, like the kind you'd go after."

Kiwi coughed.

"Oh, shush! It's not...it's not like that!" He turned away from her slightly to mouth "She's cute, yeah, but I don't know how she feels, and until I do, it's hands-off," to Gavin.

Gavin chuckled. "Ah, I see, well have fun romeo." he snickered, ducking out of the room before his friend could retaliate with a thrown pillow or something.

Meriel relaxed, but still held on to Kiwi.

Kiwi patted her head gently.

"Don't worry. He can be annoying, but he's a friend of mine, and a good guy. Most of the time," he assured her. "I'm going to go lock the door, so no one else can come in. Just in case."

He slipped out of bed briefly to make sure the door was shut tight, and he locked it. He then returned to bed, curling back up. "It's all right, Meriel--you can go back to resting, now."