Goya stared at him a moment as he seemed worried about his well being and shrugged, walking to his cabin and taking out the soap and bucket and push broom. "Pretty much just wash the deck. And leave the fishing to me, it'll give me something to do." he answered, then took out his net and lowered it into the water, and took a pole and baited it before putting it in the water as well. "Do you have any...lady squid friends?" he asked, looking back. How many like him were there, anyway?

Niele shook his head at the question as he helped Goya wash the deck. "Nope, the only other of my kind I've seen is mama..There are, like, cuttlefish people and stuff, but they're not the right species..I'm not even sure if there are many girls in our species, I think in dire situations some of the guys can bear children..But I'm not one of them, lucky me!How awkward would that be?" He laughed, tucking his hair behind one of his cute ears. they were normal human ears, but the backs were splashed with white and the color of his tentacles, and he had holes for three earrings on each ear, but no earrings in them at the moment. "If you're looking for a girl, mers are a bad idea. Some mer girls don't understnad that humans can't breathe underwater..They're kinda stupid, really..I like boys better." He nodded, smiling as if being gay was a completely normal thing in this time and day.

(Pfft. mermaids are stupid, Niele? :P LOOKIN A MIRROR BABE, THERE YOU'LL FIND SOMETHIGN TRULY DERP WORTHY)

Goya sat with the pole between his legs, watching the water or any signs of fish coming by. He made a face as he explained the different species. "So...That means you would die as the last of your kind, right?" he asked, throwing a look over his shoulder at him, then blushed at his open sexuality.

"I...See..." he said, looking back out at the water again. Well, he was cute enough to pass as a girl, so it made sense, he supposed. But still, it was a little awkward to know. But I am a human, so it's not like he'll hit on me...he thought, looking into the water with clouded eyes.

"There's a colony of our kind far east, mama came from there and she went back when I was older, so there's plenty mroe of my kind, but no humans really see us..We're not gonna die out just because I don't like girls." He giggled.

"Humans are kinda cute..I can't have babies anyway, so i don't see what's wrong with a little inter-race love.." He giggled, blushing a bit at the thought. By the way he looked back over at Goya, it seemed he had a thing for redheads..

(Lock your cabin door at night if you want to walk in the morning, Goya..)

Goya paused and looked back at him. "So, she left you all alone out here?" he asked, bewildered. His mother had been separated from him during a slave trade, so he had no choice when he lost his mother, but Niele...He sighed and looked away, not being able to see the look he was given.

His own tanned face was red. Inter-race love, huh? What that the reason he wanted to stay? Did he have some fantasy about being swept off his feet-- er, tentacles by a human? Well, he couldn't say that it was bizarre, because he was sure at one point when he was little he had hoped the same would befall him, though it had been a mermaid or something.

"When I was old enough..She offered to bring me with her, but I like it here better..I was there with teh colony a long time ago, I didn't like it. the fish there aren't as pretty, or as interesting..And the humans are boring, all fishermen..And the culture over there likes eating squid a biiit too much for my comfort." He said, shuddering a bit. "So it's not like she abandoned me, she comes to visit every couple of years..She left when I was sixteen, so I've seen her two times since then.She's really pretty..But don't hit on her if she finds me, that'd be creepy!If you like girls..I think Mama's too old for you anyway. she's like.. 49 or somethin'. I don't know." Niele said, continuing to thoroughly clean the deck, his mind filled with images of himself sleeping in a hammock with Goya, the two of them only covered by a blanket and his own tentacles..Oh how naughty he was! He blushed deeply, seeming to be a bit distracted for a moment, wiping down the same spot of the deck at least ten times.

Goya looked over to see him scrubbing the same spot over and over again and he quirked a brow. Then he stood and walked over, taking the handle. "You can go fish and let me finish the rest of this." he told him, figuring that he was getting bored so that would be why. He ruffled the wet hair.

"You're right, that is a bit old for me." he smiled, then turned around and bent forward a little as he pushed the broom forward.

Niele blushed, and nodded, fixing his hair again as he walked over to where Goya was fishing, and leaning over the side of the ship a bit.

He dangled his tentacles into the water and almost instantly a fish swam between them, and he snapped the wriggling beast between his suckers. "Hey Goya, where do I put them when I catch one?"

Goya looked up from what he was doing. He hadn't gotten very far when he caught the fish. He stood there a moment, staring, then shook his head and shoved a large bucket towards him. "Put all that you catch in here. And make sure it's only small fish. I don't want to catch too large of a fish, because I don't want the population to dwindle." he explained, then went back to the boring task of swabbing the deck.

Niele nodded cutely and transferred his catch to the bucket. Woah--He thought that was one fish, it was three! all three's scales were dented a bit, with circular marks, and one even had a missing patch of scales, which Niele took off his tentacle sucker very slowly, stickig his tongue out at it and throwing the little piece of skin and scale into the ocean, before beginning to dangle his second pair of 'hands' in again.

Whenever Goya was done with the deck, he walked over and peered into the bucket. He had it filled pretty quick. "You don't have to keep going, this is certainly enough." he told him, picking up the heavy bucket and carrying with much effort into the cabin.

"So, Niele, are you hungry?" he called out from inside, taking the fish one by one out and into a much larger box filled with ice. He needed to hurry and get to the mainland within the next couple days, because the ice was melting.

Niele grinned and put one final fish into the bucket, following Goya inside. "Yeah! I usually only have one or two little fish..Otherwise I'd lose my thin figure. I'm squishy enough, don't need more to add to it." He said, poking in his cheeks to demonstrate his squishiness.

(Oh god how is Niele a seme

..You'll see how he is a seme, maybe at nightfall. >w> He's not always derpaderp imma squid-bidoof)

Goya looked back at him, looking him up and down, then quirkin a brow and shrugging. "I assume you like your fish fresh?" he asked, finding a fairly small one and handing it out to him. It was one from a catch earlier before Neile arrived.

(Lol Goya should be afraid)

(I just realised Niele is my only healthy-weighted character who is not muscular..My only character with squish. other then on girls.We won't talk about the size of Bailey's boobs. those things are no longer boobs they are melons.)

Niele nodded and he took the fish, sitting down and eating it happily, tearing the flesh off the bone with his fingers. "You use reallly bad bait if you can't catch fish out here..Lucky you you have me!And I have natural fishing hooks." He laughed, wiggling his alternate set of hands.

(It's weird to say alternate set of hands now that I have a character who is a perfectly normal human..But has four arms. He's also my only character with the bullish-looking(Not bully-ish, bull as in animal) nose piercing. He's totally awesome.)

(Just call them tentacles and the others legs..Did you know the first arm to the left of an octopus is it's penis >.> or something like that. But there is an arm to the left that has no suckers at the end and it used for insemination 8D)

Goya took a fish for himself and started a small fire, and cut off it's head before sticking it in to cook. "I see...Well yes, I certainly am lucky..." he propped an arm over one knee as he sat on the floor, leaning against his bed and looking out the open door to the sea and sky. The sun was high in the air, meaning it was only about noon, and there was nothing else to do. Reaching, he took out a small hand guitar, and began to play it, in order to pass the time.

(Niele's not fully half-squid, so he has normal parts..Imagine Goya's face of horror when he realizes this finally, that Niele's been naked this whole time.. THUS THE SKIRT THING
Oh convenient censorship, what would we do without you..)

Niele listened happily to Goya's playing and ate, using one of the little rib bones on the fish as a toothpick. "I didn't knwo you could play music, you're pretty good..Instruments don't work so well underwater, so we just sing.." He giggled. He had eaten everything he could fof the fish, even parts most humans wouldn't dare try to eat, such as the eyes.

(I'd draw him, if you could find me a close reference(s))

Goya looked up from his playing as the squid spoke and nodded, putting it down a moment. "I see. I'm out on the ocean, and sometimes it gets lonely and redundant, so I had plenty of time to practice." He closed his eyes, laying out on the wood. He could feel the ship rock beneath him, and to him it was even more comforting than being in the arms of a mother. He took the small guitar again and started playing, eyes closed.

(Aaaa I wish I could. D: His colors are based off of a colossal squid, his skin otherwise is sort of latte colored, his hair is strawberry blone but I imagine it as just sort of blonde with pink highlights....I'll jsut go change my avatar to be him as best as I can, minus tentacles.)

"Hey..I know this song.Mama used to sing to it, she said she learned it from a sailor.." He started to sing along, his language sounded like an odd mix of french and an asian language, if you can imagine that, but no one from either language would be able to understand it, that's just what it sounded like..It was quite pretty, really, not quite a lullaby, but not quite not a lullaby.

(You should lighten the blond a bit. It looks too much like the skin and makes him look washed out)

Goya faltered a little in his playing when he began singing, having not expected it, but he kept it up. He then began to sing with him, though his language was more middle eastern. It was a gypsy lullaby his mother had taught him when he was little, and he smiled. It was amazing how different people can be alike. The sailor must have picked it up by running into a band of gypsy nomads.

It ended and he set his small guitar down, and looked over at Niele. "You're something else." he said, more so a thought that was spoken out loud. He closed his eyes and let out another sigh, wanting to take a nap now.

(I did a LOT of fiddling, so that was all temporary until I found the right color. :P You have to press submit to see teh colros after all, at least with my shitty browser)

Niele giggled, resting his head on his hand as he watched the pirate sleep..He was surprisingly cute.He hummed softly, another song that his mother had taught him.He sure did love her, even though their visits were few and far between, years apart.

After an hour, or so, Goya sat up with a start. He hadn't realized he had fallen asleep, he just knew he wanted to. He rubbed his face and fluffed his hair, before looking around for Niele.

Niele was laying right beside Goya, and was leaning up against him, but had fallen over, using one of his tentacles for a pillow. he lightly snored, his curly blonde hair all in a mess.

The pirate looked down to see him sleeping, and slowly tried to get up without making the wood cry out as it was pressed upon, and didn't succeed. He glanced over to the sleeping squid before walking out and leaning over the ship to look out. He looked around, then down at his map. He was supposed to be closer to land...He panicked.

He rushed to the hull, looking for his compass. He was headed in the completely opposite direction, the current and the wind must have changed. He cursed loudly, chucking the round tool into the water in anger, then quickly regretted what he had done. He was lost, and had no idea how to get back on track.

Niele awoke when the noises started from outside, more than just Goya. He knew that voice. No not Goya's, the singing. That beautiful singing.

Out on a small nearby island sat a pretty girl, similar in looks to Niele..She had long curly blonde hair and tan skin, with pretty brown eyes.. the only clothing on her body was a crude shirt, barely more than a few strips of fabric wrapped around her breasts, which to be quite honest were rather massive. She was healthy weighted, beautifully curvy..And her bottom half was the same as Niele's. A few light wrinkles of age showed on her face, showing that she was in her middle age, anywhere from 45 to 50.She saw the ship and stopped singing, shocked when she saw her baby boy rush out and peek his head over the side. Her eyes widened and she dove into the water, swimming at full blast towards the ship, climbing up with aid of her suckers. She nearly tackled Niele, and he giggled happily.

"Mama!Oh my gosh I thought I would never see you again, after I started traveling with this nice guy..His name's Goya!"

The squid-woman smiled over at Goya and waved, before giving her boy a big hug, and turning to greet Goya. "Hello..Thank you so much for taking care of Niele..I've been traveling for weeks.Are you lost, sailor?I heard your cries..Which direction is your land?I know the stars like the back of my hand, at nightfall I can show you the way."

"Did we get lost, Goya? Oh no, that's what the noise was about..At least we found Mama! She travels with no circley thingy all the time, never once has gotten lost!" Niele nodded happily, leaning his head on his mother, who was even taller than he was.If his mother was the fully grown adult of his kind, ti was obvious that he was part Colossal squid.

(HI MOMMY HOWSIT GOIN'

I was actually going to bring her in earlier, but whoops)

Goya had paused in his anger to hear the singing. He hadn't seen that island earlier. Soon there were two squid people on his ship, hugging and loving. Goya stared at the mother, shocked by her appearance. Women were usually so covered on land.."Ah...Yes, we're lost...I'm supposed to be going west, but I'm not sure how far away we are now, or if we are off to the side. I'm headed for the trade island of Tragul." he told her, stepping forward with a nod.