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Started August 19, 2019 by Deleted user

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Leaning his head on his arms, Alaric smiled a little as the ship started filling up. A strand of his longish hair fell over his face. Brushing it away, his mind stopped wandering and he quickly pulled his tail behind the rock.

Quill pursed his lips a little as the tail disappeared, lingering at the edge for a couple of moments before standing and finally walking over to the rest of the crew, helping to load and get ready.

Alaric was just waiting for the ship to set sail so he could stretch his tail following it. He did that kind of thing since he was pretty much an outcast at his home. This was a great passed time for him that didn't involve other merfolk.

Eventually, Quill ran out of things to do, and went to the bow of the ship that was looking back at the city slowly getting smaller. He liked to watch this, and then watch it in reverse as they came back.

Smiling, Alaric slipped back into the water, slowly following the ship as it left the shore. This was, by far, his favorite ship to follow. For one, it was the fastest one he had seen in quite a while. And two, the crew actually did stuff rather than sitting around waiting for something to happen.

Ripples in the water were normal as could be with a ship like this, so whenever Quill would see ripples of Alaric's tail, he simply assumed they were ripples of the ship.

Alaric was looking at the wood on the ship when he noticed a little crack in it. He frowned inspecting it a bit more. Not much water was going through is since it was such a small crack, but he knew it would probably grow. Unsure what to do about it, he just kept looking at it.

None of the crew members were aware of said crack, all of them except Quill were either playing games on the second level or busy doing work. Quill was staring back at the city, whereas the rest couldn't be bothered.

Eventually, Alaric decided to try to fix it. He had no idea how, but he was going to fix it anyway. He scanned the ocean around him for anything to fix it with, but he, of course, didn't see anything.

There were, of course, supplies to fix this kind of thing inside the ship, but unless Alaric made contact with someone on it or snuck in somehow, there was no way anyone was going to notice that hole or fix it.

It had been a bit since he noticed it and no one seemed to have noticed the crack yet. Basically passing, Alaric kept glancing up then at the crack, unsure what to do. He couldn't let the crew know, it would be certain death according to the 'stories'.

Quill was thinking about the thing he had seen. It must have been a diver, or a fisherman, since they had been so close to the fish. And maybe that's why they hadn't spoke, either, for fear of disturbing the fish. That seemed reasonable.

((Wow, Quill has a real thick skull lol))
Dismissing the crack, he looked back up at the ship hearing a very quiet song coming from the crew he smiled.

((yeah he kinda does))
One of the crew members on top deck had went to singing, an old Mexican tune that Quill knew quite well. He smiled to himself and hummed along to it, tapping his finger on the side of the boat and letting his mind wander from what he had seen.

Alaric quite liked when sailors started singing, even if their voices weren't the best. Seeing the edge of the boundary about 25 yards away, he sighed. He would have to let them go and look for another ship to follow or he could directly disobey the rules and go outside the boundary. Normally it was easy to move on, but today he had the urge to keep following them, so he did.