06-20-2011, 04:00 AM
The lanky man spat at his attacker. Fenris was poised to strike the crewman, but Marquet stepped in just in time to avoid any true harm. The captain's words had a unique influence over Fenris. He nodded, letting his clenched fists relax a bit. It was nice to hear Julian's harsh words lashing out at some guy who'd overstepped his bounds. He could always count on Julian to step up and defend the weak - or, at least, Fenris himself. The situation cooled further when Fenris turned his gray eyes to the man before him and cleared his throat.
Julian suggested they go down to the hold and check on the prisoner. Fenris merely nodded, keeping his face as impassive as it always was. "Yes, Sir." He would see to finding a place for both Laiden and himself to sleep - and then see what he could do about the Blackbeard below deck. The hint of a smile that caught Marquet's lips was echoed in Fenris' gaze. Wiping a drop of blood from his gauntleted hand, he then blinked in slight surprise as a woman approached boldly.
To be honest, Fenris looked ready to turn into a savage dog and maul her for getting near Laiden. The only thing that held him back was the expression on the boy's face.
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Joseph's blue eyes widened when Alona approached and knelt before him. He didn't shrink away nor did he look frightened. Instead, he offered a crooked smile and watched as the woman messed around with the chocolate coin. 'There are nice people here.' His thoughts went unspoken, however. He looked pleased as he accepted the candy from the German. Glancing to Fenris he blinked in contentment before slowly standing.
On his feet he looked a bit older: perhaps in his older teens. Laiden wore dark pants and a white shirt that was surprisingly clean. He took after Fenris with one thing - he didn't like shoes much. He would wear them when necessary, but it was obvious that he didn't like their constricting feel: he had them dangling from his fingertips. In his other hand he held the treat that Alona had just offered him. His blue eyes were friendly, but he continued to stay silent. He looked very interested in Alona's hand as she extended it in greeting.
Shuffling over to bump Fenris' elbow, the youth smiled a bit. He seemed to want Fenris to be nice. . . .
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White hair flicking over his serious features, Fenris watched Alona until she finally backed away from Laiden. He continued to watch her with his full attention until he felt a presense at his elbow. Even after the prompting he didn't respond to the greeting that the woman offered. Instead, he turned his gaze to Julian. "We will be below deck if you need us, Captain." His gray eyes passed back to Alona's hand, and he brushed passed her swiftly. In doing so, he suddenly clasped her wrist firmly. Pulling her to him so their shoulders were pressed together the male's voice dropped dangerously. "If you intend no harm, then leave him be." He didn't want anyone getting near Laiden. Ever.
The boy wasn't his slave. In fact, Fenris was Laiden's guardian. They didn't share a family-like relationship, but it was close enough.
Fenris released Alona's wrist as he continued walking. Joseph's smile flashed to Alona as he followed quietly, keeping as little distance between him and his guardian as possible.
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((Ooooh, my. This post is really long. :rofl: I'll say they went down to the hold, though. :XD))
Fenris' watchful eye kept alert for any passers by as he chose a bunk for himself. He prompted Laiden to do the same only to find that the youth chose the spot directly above his. They were now together for the remainder of the journey. Reaching out to scuff the teen's head, Fenris sighed quietly. "Don't ever let them treat you like that again, do you hear me?" The dark-skinned male waited until Laiden nodded a bit vigorously. "You come to me if they even touch you." Another nod followed.
The broad-shouldered man patted his friend's head again before turning away. He needed to check on the Blackbeard now . . . perhaps get her to eat something. Stopping by the food storage in the kitchen area, he snagged a few fruits (which were rare on the sea and only lasted a few days after the ship left port) before making his way down to the storage where the woman was being kept.
He stopped at the outer door and listened as a gentle song wafted through the hall. 'Sounds . . . nice.' Fenris took a deep breath before stepping through the portal. He was quite surprised to find that two others were down there talking with Blackbeard's kin.
"Why aren't you both on deck?" he asked bluntly. Looking over Saoirse and Philip, his cold gaze moved then to Scarlett. She looked . . . tired. For a moment he felt pity . . . he hated seeing anyone looking as poor and helpless as this girl did currently. He hated slavery or imprisonment in general.
Last edited by Esmme; 06-20-2011 at 04:07 AM..
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