forum Opposing Tides (Private RP with Circe)

Started September 11, 2019 by Deleted user

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"You're disobeying direct orders from 3 superiors now," Mumchance said to the small man, who had his hands on his hips.
"Do you want me to relieve myself on the bed?" Anto asked.

"If you don't want to piss yourself," Fane said as she ducked past Mumchance and stalked over to Anto—and boy did she look pissed, "then don't be disobeying direct orders and make it known you need somewhere to go. This is a pirate ship, not a palace. Modesty was thrown out the window the moment you stepped foot on the deck."

'Modesty doesn't apply when I am more worried about getting an infection from the bacteria in the piss getting into the wounds in my leg," he said back, shaking his head. "Besides, how am I supposed to let someone know when I cannot get up?"

"Wait two seconds or holler," she snapped, then grabbed his arm and pulled him away from Mumchance, giving the new second mate an 'I've got this' look.

"Yelling is a bit iffy with this much pressure in my bladder," he responded, gladly leaning against her. It was becoming a familiar motion.

She was silent and stoic as she led him to the washrooms, her brief moment of grieving morphing into unnecessary hostility she was very much trying to hold back for Anto's sake.

"Is that the new 2nd mate?" Anto asked after a few moments of silence. "I did not know there's be that quick of a promotion."

"There's a certain hierarchy of authority that keeps the balance of order. We leave an unoccupied position open for too long, and the whole crew will be squabbling over who gets it and what rules they can get away with breaking due to the lack of authority figures present." Fane's mouth was tugged down in a slight frown as she spoke, as if she wasn't happy about how quickly her friend had been replaced.

"He seems capable enough," he said with a shrug, pulling away from Fane and stepping into the washroom. "Am I allowed to do this alone?"

"Unless you think you need to run around like a lunatic, yes." She stopped off to the side and found a wall to lean against, arms folded.

"I think I will be fine," he said and shut the door.
He came out 10 minutes later, looking a lot more comfortable. "Much better."

She held out her arm for him to lean against her. "Then let's go. And I'm keeping an eye on you for the rest of the day."

"I feel like that is a bit unnecessary," he said as they began walking. "You have bigger priorities than me."

"Clearly you're more trouble than you're worth," she grumbled, wrapping her arm around him to add more leverage, "So it's entirely necessary."

"That seems a bit harsh," he said, rolling his eyes. "My feelings are hurt."

She didn't comment, just led him into his cabin and sat him down on the bed he chose. "There. Now don't cause any more trouble, or it's going to be my head."

He let out a groan as he sat down, but decided that he shouldn't push anymore. "Okay, okay, fine. DO you at least have a sharpening stone I could borrow?"

She dug into one of her belt pockets, then pulled out a stone and tossed it to Anto. She crossed the room to Mercedes bed and sat down, immediately flopping back so that she was laying down with her head on the pillow and legs sprawled over the rest of the bed.

The sound of his new knife scraping across the stone was the only noise int he room for a long time. It left Anto room to think and become more and more guilty about the situation they were in.
"Listen…" he set the stone aside and studied the knife as he spoke. "I am sorry that I'm being so difficult. I……I am just trying to keep my mind off of what happened. I feel horrible for not being able to save your friend."

Fane didn't open her eyes as Anto spoke, though she gave him her attention. Her hands were now tucked behind her head, and she shifted slightly to get more comfortable. "I know you do, Anto," she said softly, "but there's no point in beating yourself up about it. We all were at fault. Our guards were down. No one noticed them until they were practically on top of us."

"I am not gonna get caught off guard like that again," he promised, frowning at a dull point right on the tip of the curve.

"Then work on getting healed. After that, we can get you up and training to fight like the best of them." She barely even registered that she excluded herself.

"And what about yourself?" he asked, glancing up at her for a moment.

"I'm on my own," she said, lips barely moving with the soft and barely audible words.

"Cannot imagine you being by yourself while you have the crew to boss around." He grabbed the sharpening stone and got back to work.