01-03-2012, 07:10 AM
Fenris narrowed his eyes again, shaking his head. "They don't bother me," he said, and then silenced. Sounding defensive would do nothing to help his current situation. The tall male sighed, leaning against the railing beside Marquet. "It's been a long time since we've sailed together, captain." Indeed, it had been years. The two had been good friends a few years back, and Fenris recalled when he had last boarded a ship with Marquet. It had been quite the wild ride.
"I don't see any of your old crew. Did you manage to lose them all?"
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When the woman seemed to figure out what he was asking, Joseph smiled a bit. Listening to Codette speak of the treasure, Laiden's eyes seemed to light up. His blue gaze was wide, almost childish, for a few moments. But then he nodded solemnly when she got to the part about Scarlett. The Blackbeard was the key, and he knew that that meant (or, he thought he did). The teen's smile widened when Codette laughed and shared her secret. Freedom and adventure were her current motivations. They were almost the same as Fenris'. The thought made the youth laugh quietly before returning to silence.
As Codette put the tools away, Laiden observed quietly. The treasure was a great motivation to most of the crew, and even Joseph felt that. With the earnings of this particular trip, he knew that Fenris could buy a new home somewhere instead of living off the streets. That would mean no more cold floors and wet blankets; it would supply a better stage of life. Laiden thought about this for a few moments before reaching up to the thin cord about his neck. Pulling a small blue stone out from under his loose-fitting shirt, the youth waited until Codette was close again to show her. It was a valuable thing, that little stone, and it was a mystery as to how such a teen had attained it.
As always, Joseph didn't speak. Instead, he held a finger to his lips. Codette shared a "secret" with Laiden, and in return he trusted her with his. He'd always found women more easy to trust, anyway. The glint of the lamp sparkled deep within the rough-hewn crystal. It was the same pale blue as the youth's eyes. This small object was his world: the last remnants of his family.
((^_^ Delays aren't terrible! :lol: We all do it. *blush*))
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