TheCorsair
Pēdicãbo ego võs et irrumäbo
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- Dec 17, 2013
Yusef let Aurelia's questions wash over him, noting them away for later reference. For the moment, his attention was on her actions and her behavior, and they felt off. Badly off. Starting with the amount she'd just drunk in front of him, before pouring them both another serving, and ending with the way she was talking without letting him get a word in edgewise and then drinking more. Not that he had anything against drinking in and of itself, but... not like this. He drank for entertainment and socialization, not with the grim air of a man (or woman) determined to put away as much as he (or she) could in as quick a time as possible.
"Overreact?" he echoed, taking the bottle from her. Then he held up his hand, his finger and thumb nearly touching "Aurelia, Fayette was this close to sailing back over there and burning that fucking ship to the waterline. Fayette - who I normally count on to be my level-headed advisor - had already rounded up a torch-wielding mob of murderers to take with me. The only reason - the only reason - I didn't was because, and I can't stress this enough, Rudain would kill all of us!"
He raised the bottle in a passion, knuckles white on the neck, unsure what he was about to do with it. He settled for taking a long swig, then wiped the purplish residue away with the back of his hand. "So, let me hit your questions first. Nishi and Seith are already looking into apprenticeships for the orphans who don't want to stay as crew, and the only reason Gwynn isn't is because she picked up a job for tonight. Senzang has a list of supplies from both Nishi and Fayette, and he's working on getting everything together. Don't worry about the costs, because I've seen him get the better of djinn in bargaining. Twelve of the orphans want to remain in the crew, and Igama's taken over showing them the ropes. Literally."
Bringing the bottle to his lips again, he drained it entirely. "Now, let's talk about you. Those bastards..." He couldn't finish the statement, because the memory of what he'd witnessed - voluntary as it had been - made him shake with fury. "I... that is... I... fuck!" The bottle shattered against the wall as he grabbed her forearms. "I should have stopped you, Aurelia. We could have found another way, and I should have stopped you. I..." Swallowing, he looked away. "I'm... sorry."
"Overreact?" he echoed, taking the bottle from her. Then he held up his hand, his finger and thumb nearly touching "Aurelia, Fayette was this close to sailing back over there and burning that fucking ship to the waterline. Fayette - who I normally count on to be my level-headed advisor - had already rounded up a torch-wielding mob of murderers to take with me. The only reason - the only reason - I didn't was because, and I can't stress this enough, Rudain would kill all of us!"
He raised the bottle in a passion, knuckles white on the neck, unsure what he was about to do with it. He settled for taking a long swig, then wiped the purplish residue away with the back of his hand. "So, let me hit your questions first. Nishi and Seith are already looking into apprenticeships for the orphans who don't want to stay as crew, and the only reason Gwynn isn't is because she picked up a job for tonight. Senzang has a list of supplies from both Nishi and Fayette, and he's working on getting everything together. Don't worry about the costs, because I've seen him get the better of djinn in bargaining. Twelve of the orphans want to remain in the crew, and Igama's taken over showing them the ropes. Literally."
Bringing the bottle to his lips again, he drained it entirely. "Now, let's talk about you. Those bastards..." He couldn't finish the statement, because the memory of what he'd witnessed - voluntary as it had been - made him shake with fury. "I... that is... I... fuck!" The bottle shattered against the wall as he grabbed her forearms. "I should have stopped you, Aurelia. We could have found another way, and I should have stopped you. I..." Swallowing, he looked away. "I'm... sorry."