Bea wasn't entirely too sure on how to take the compliment. It was incredibly sweet of Cora to say, and it genuinely made her smile, but there was a small doubt that lingered in the back of her mind. There were many people like her, many people in her profession who were probably much better than she was, more attractive, had more personality... Her smile faltered a bit, but the thought was soon washed away when the rogue continued to tell her story.

It made her tilt her head a bit in confusion, wondering if the woman was playing her like a fool, however there was a part of her saying she was telling the truth. To have died and been resurrected in a world you don't know? "How scary..." She says almost absentmindedly. Scary, yet from an outsider's perspective very interesting. "Well... Maybe someone loved you in that past life of yours... Prayed day and night for you for their God to give you a second chance? ... In those fuzzy little dreams of yours, did you get the sense that... you were a bad person in your past life?"

"I know it sounds crazy." Cora admitted. "It's just been a lingering feeling i've had in me since, well, coming here. What's even more strange, is that..I feel comfortable around you. Probably why i'm telling you all this."

"It's very possible someone prayed for me." she said, thinking of, perhaps, Yasei, or Ashley. Maybe even Nia. "But the memories I do have are mostly bad. I dont think in the past I treated people very well at all. I don't think I was a good person, no. I've done so much. It's hard to..sort through it all. But I get the feeling I definitely was not a saint."

She was silent for a moment, then asked her something else that was on her mind.

"Why do you do what you do? The whole..adult entertainment..thing." she chose her words carefully. 

Athela is up early, setting up Willow's promised hunt. When her sister finally wakes up, she'd find the half-orc on deck, enjoying the sun in her wheelchair. Athela grins at Willow. "Somewhere on this ship is a bundle of dried meat-best I could get together on quick notice. It's in a very difficult to access location. Find it and get it."

A soft smile tugged at the corner of Bea's lips, flattered at Cora's comment of being comfortable around her, though it soon turned into a frown hearing that the other wasn't a good person in the past. "Well, I'm sure you'll find it all out eventually, sugar. I am glad that you are able to confide in me this, though. I supposed I oughta do the same for you." She says and she turns in her seat again, looking at herself in the mirror.

"But my story isn't as... interestin' as yours is. Kinda like how all whores end up bein' what they are; dropped off at an orphanage as a baby, raised in terrible conditions, bein' forced to run away when you're able to handle your own in a sense." Her facial expression is solemn the more she speaks, even as she picks up one of her perfume bottles to give herself a spritz. It smelt like vanilla and jasmine. "We find that dancin' on a pole ain't as bad as it could be. You make good money, but when it came to sex? That's where the big money is at, and if you were good at it? Hoo, you'd be able to pay off two months worth of rent in the shitty apartment you were able to secure for yourself."

"Ended up meetin' my sugar daddy like that though. He was enchanted by me, loved the way I danced, watched me the nights I'd preform, and when he heard I was open for private sessions he'd buy me out. It was his money that helped me open The Hunny Hive, the best place for a good time. Pay with coin and or valuable information for a session with one of my girls or boys. If you paid enough, you'd get to play with the queen." She brushed her hair behind her shoulders and turned back to Cora, crossing her legs again. "Borin' ain't it? Just like everyone else, just was good at what I did."

"I did find that interesting." Cora admitted. "I don't think i've met anyone like you before." Then she thought of another question. "Does your..sugar daddy..control you?"

"Well, ain't you a sweetie pie~" Bea complimented. "You're quite interestin' yourself, sugar cube, truly. No one's bothered to ask about little ol' me." She smiles, and shakes her head. "No, no, not controlling at all. He's quite sweet when you get to know him. Helped teach me how to run the business as good as I do, I just feel like I owe it to him for what he's done for me, so I'm goin' on this adventure for 'im. It's kind of exhilarating and it's not just cause you're around~"

"I've never killed anyone before, believe it or not. Yesterday was the first for me, but you and everyone else knew exactly what y'all were doin'. Lookin' good doin' it too." She gives Cora a playful wink. "You oughta teach me how to defend myself since you ain't always gonna be able to rescue me. I'll repay you handsomely if you do so, sugar~"

Willow tilts her head curiously at her sister. "You actually set something up for me? Nice. So how does this work? If I find it I bring it back to you?" She smiles and quietly glances around as she waits for her sisters response. 

Cora scoffed as if the notion was silly. "Of course I will." she promised. "I wouldn't want anything to happen to that pretty face. I have the feeling that we're not done at all the with killing. I'd tell you to get used to it, but for some, they never do.."

She remembered some of the things people she knew would tell her, and for a moment, was lost in thought.

"Ach, lass, you've got so much anger in ya. You kill without remorse, without a second thought. Like yeh got demons inside ya." Chubby would say.

Ashley sighed and touched her forehead to Cora's. "I wish you wouldn't be so upset all the time. Let me help you. We can heal those wounds together.."

"Don't blame me for what happened." Nia said. "You were desperate to find a way. How was I to know that you Infernal contract would last so long. Now look at where you are. Look at what you've done. How many people have you killed. Was it worth it? I should never have let you accept that deal from my mother."

Cora snapped out of it. "I want to make sure you're safe. This time, I want to do the right thing. No matter who you are, no matter who I am, or was. Even..no matter..what you do. With me. With..others.."

Bea's look softened when Cora looked as if she were daydreaming, only for a small smile to appear on her lips after. "Well what if I want to protect you myself, sugar? You're always in the heat of the battle, gettin' beaten and bruised bad, and I only got so much healin' to help you and the others. I should be able to defend you when you need it, don't wanna be the constant 'damsel in distress', you know? Though I do play the part well." She giggles at her own joke. "And I do hope you know that despite my profession I don't open my legs to just anybody. You're a special woman, Cora, and I find myself to be quite blessed to have met you. Actually takin' the time to ask about me, not judgin' me based on what I do for a livin'... It's nice... This talk... It's very nice."

She tilts her head a bit. "Do you wish you were brought back to your... planet? I suppose... World...? What do you remember about it?"

Athela smiles. "You can do what you want with it, once you've got it. I'm just trying to keep you entertained so you don't jump off the side of the ship going after birds," she teases.

Willow rolls her eyes playfully. "I told you I wouldn't do that. Now... If they come ON the ship. Then that is a different story." Willow continues to look around the ship, now looking for areas Athela could have possibly hid the bundle of meat. 

Willow might spot a bundle of green fabric hanging from the upper support for the elemental ring (but away from the fire).

Cora looked down and smiled. She liked talking to Bea. Very much. Ever her accent was attractive. She took a moment and tried to remember Toril. "The memories I have of my home are full of pain, fear, death, and nightmares. But also brief moments of hope, and love, and victory. I remember making a deal with Infernal powers that extended by life in exchange for years and years of solitude. Then, the rest is a blur. I lived for such a long time, I remember just..wanting it all to end."

And then one day it did, didn't it? It finally caught up to you.

"Do not struggle." the redheaded paladin said, her voice heavily accented - she was not from around here. "By the Will of Bane, soon, your oblivion weel come."

"..and one day it did." Cora said. "I don't remember much after that, other than I felt my soul was free. Released. And then I found myself here. And my first good memory was being pressed up against you. Best money I ever spent, that's for sure..and..i'm not even sure how I got money.." she barked in a quick laugh.

Willow looks from the fabric to her sister with a raised eyebrow. "Is that it? Over there?" She points to it with a smile. 

(Does it require parkour to reach it/how high is is?) 

Athela smiles back. "Why yes it is."

(Probably an Athletics or Acrobatics. It's probably like...forty feet off the ground?)

Willow tilts her head and heads over to it before attempting to climb and swing her way up to it as elegantly as possible. 

Acrobatics: 17

She does this pretty well and makes it up to the fabric relatively easily, swinging her legs and looking down at Athela with a playful smile. "How did you get it up here?"

Athela winks. "That's my secret, little sis."

Cora was far more interesting than Bea had expected, the blonde leaning in at interest in what she had to say in regards to her old home. She frowned a bit, hearing of the pain and suffering, and smiled softly at the mention of love and hope. Just like this world, she would tell herself mentally. She understood why Cora, at one point, would want it all to end. She couldn't imagine living for so long, watching the ones you loved die while you kept moving on... 

"Well!" Bea giggles, covering her mouth as her cheeks turn a light shade of pink. "I'm glad that I was able to be the first good memory you have of this place, and I do hope to give you many, many more~" She purrs. "I'm sorry to have been pryin' so much into your life, sugar, I just ain't never met someone like you. You're interestin', sweet n' kind, funny... You say you weren't a good person in your past life, but I think in this one you're doin' a mighty fine job. I hope whoever or whatever bought you back sees that."

Willow smiles and nods, remaining seated and moving to snack on the dried meat. "Filled of secrets aren't you." She watches out for anything of interest from her position higher up. 

Perception for dangers and interests: 20

”I hope so too..” Cora smiled softly. “And I couldnt of thought of a better way to start it off either.” Cora leaned in and gave Bea a kiss.