08-04-2011, 01:07 AM
Fenris strained against the sail that had somehow blown loose, snapping a call for aid to the nearest sailor. It wasn't long before the dark-skinned male finally knotted the rope to keep everything going the way it should be. "Who was the idiot who tied this?" When the man who'd helped him shrugged, Fenris spat a curse before brushing past him.
Trying to keep his temper in check (he was always fairly bad at that) Fenris made his way to the captain. Seeing Marquet, he took a deep breath and leaned against the railing nearby. "Is it just me, or is everyone on board problematic in some way?" As he finished the comment he sent a pointed look to Laiden as he gingerly sat down at Fenris' feet.
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Laiden followed Fenris around (as usual) after the "event." His companion knew about L's relationship with Scarlett. Would he tell the captain? L's pulse spiked when Fenris finally went to speak with Marquet. Sitting quietly by his friend's feet, he cast a wary glance to the captain. Worry flickered over his pale features as he looked at the deck near his bare toes. Wind brushed against his cheeks in a comforting gesture . . . but the slight tossing of the ship made his stomach twist.
Shivering, the teen swallowed his nausea and focused on what the other two males were saying. Please don't tell, Fenris. Please.
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