Hungry Like The Wolf (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas nodded and grabbed all what he could, taking a few bags and getting help with a crate or two. He thanked the man who helped him, and the shop keeper. "Ulric!" He called.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Ulric came out and his expression flattened, "Please don't tell me you stole all this."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"No! Lord.." he said with a smile. "I secured a shipment..! You're welcome." He said, putting his hands on his hips.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"How?" He asked, "You didn't fuck him, did you?"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Also no, ye of little faith." He said. "I haggled!"

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He hummed, "I'm genuinely surprised, a lot of these old bastards are stingy..." He reached and ruffled Sylas' hair, "Good job."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He smiled. "Thank you! Now, help me carry it to the ship." He said. He slung his bag over his shoulder, and grabbed a few more from the shipment.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Ulric grabbed a lot of it, muscles bulging with effort as he lugged them to their ship.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas looked back and savored the sight for a moment. "Yeah, that works as a thank you.." he said to himself.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Y'say something, Sylas?" He asked.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Hm? No, nothing..!" He said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He made a noise and got the last of the goods on board, "There. Thank you again, morsel."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Of course, you big drama queen~" he said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"I am not a drama queen. When you become a merchant, you'll understand that this is very important." He said

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas simply rolled his eyes playfully. "When I become a merchant, hm?" He said it quietly as he walked back to check the cabin, "Or when a merchant claims me as his own~?"

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"I heard that." He said, "A less fun answer would be both." He added with a smirk.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Mhm, fair enough.." he said, and eventuslly came back. "Alright, cabin is empty, all the product is on board, and I think we're good to go.."

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He nodded, "I'll go set us off." He said and headed up to the deck.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas found himself in their quarters, relaxing a bit as he flicked through a book he'd found.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

The shop set off and Ulric made sure it would be fine on its own before going to find Sylas.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas was almost asleep, the book painfully dry.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Everything alright?" Ulric teased, leaning against the door.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Hm? Oh yes this book is just so.. terribly interesting.." he said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"That's why you're half dead reading it?" He smirked.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas stretched, nodding. "Oh yes.."