– dear-kidd

thatbastardthief:

dear-kidd:

_{The pirate lent toward—lounged on a crate—resting his elbows on his knees, absentmindedly fiddling with the hilt of his cutlass, twirling the blade between his legs. He watched the boy stir, mumbling incoherencies before he sprung, fingering for gear that lay about.}

_{“Ah could fill you in th’ lie, kid, but our guises ahre far too obvious, ahren’ ‘ey?”}

_{James sighed as he rose, drawing his blade with him, circling around the boy while his crewmen watched, anticipating the boy’s fate, visibly flinching when his blade struck down, just inches from the kid’s feet.”But me bigger concern was why you were floatin’ out ‘ere, yeh? We don’ take kindly ta ‘ose affiliated with folk tat like ta see us hung above th’ sea.”}

_{Does this guy know who he is?! This little brat is sassing an assassin right now. Fillan narrowed his green eyes and sat up right. Of course, they won’t react kindly to him standing so Fillan will simply answer the question.”Look, I have no beef with you guys.. Firstly, I am but a street thug who had a job and I snuck on that boat to get away right after I had done so with my job..”}

_{He looked around him and took in the features of each pirate as to where his cutlass was right beside him. He had time to get it and take a hostage, if they tried to attack him. As well as that hidden blade still being attached under his sleeve. But he would stay calm and peaceful for now. “The reason I was floating about was most likely because of that plank that hit my head when I was in the lower parts of the ship and you guys decided to attack it. Then, everything was a blur and I just ended up here.. As a matter of fact, how’d I get up here?!” He glanced around him.}

_{“Two an’ two ahre not obvious ta ya, ahre ‘ey?” James shrugged it off, digging the sword further into the ground. “But see, me dear boy. Yer words pose 'nother doubt.”}

_{“Ahre you done with yer 'job’ or is 'ere more ta it? Elaborate as it may seem, 'ey 'ill go at lengths ta sink us ta our deaths. 'ow far 'ill a thug go fer a few shiny coins.”}