It's sharp. It's good enough for its intended purpose…
[ in the end, elysium's no sword maniac like thorns. aside from it's decorative hilt, it wasn't like it had half as many bells and whistles as thorns'.
so, he wrenches the sword back out of thorns' hand and puts it back where it was before. if anything, it's angled even more away from thorns. out of sight out of mind…? ]
[ at least let him upgrade it? once thorns gets his hands on some chemicals he can make it better.
they should probably go over their stock actually. while they did drop by their room first to grab items, it's not like they had time to take everything with them. depending on what they have, they need to figure out how to make it all last until they're able to go shopping. ]
I think we should pick a spot and stay there for just a few weeks and save up, and then from there we can figure out what our actual next move is.
[ the other option is to keep traveling from place to place, but at the moment that will likely just burn up their savings much faster. and thorns does want a cushion for when they may need to get treatment for elysium eventually... ]
[ thorns is so funny. well, it's not like elysium wouldn't be infinitely more pressed if the situation were the other way around. his sense of urgency for himself is so low. ]
… And the first thing you thought of was a farm, huh. You don't actually make a lot from those since most of your pay tends to come in the form of board and food. We'll probably end up having to see what's available in the city.
I still think you're underestimating my capabilities as a writer.
[ … captain valourchin may not sell as well without the actual folk hero existing to back it up. much to think about. ]
People like having someone to cheer for. I wouldn't write it unless I thought I'd read it.
[ his life now might not be as dramatic as it was when he was a pirate, but thorns by himself is an inspirational enough of a figure. he brings his knees to his chest and rests his cheek on top, thinking about all the ways thorns has made him want to try harder, be better. because there was someone else doing just the same in parallel. ]
Where are you going?
[ a hand just grips thorns' pants leg. don't trigger his separation anxiety. ]
[ he needs to sneakily take readings... it sounds like there's been less foot traffic in this area, so people may be going to sleep. they can use that opportunity to explore the cargo hold more. ]
You can come with me.
[ it's like ten feet away but they can go there together. ]
I'm coming with you even if you don't give me permission.
[ ten feet away puts thorns out of reach and that's just not right. by approximation, it is a shorter passage, so if they're going to make out like thieves in the night, this is one of their few opportunities.
still— ]
… Let's try not to draw too much attention to ourselves. The last thing we need is our faces plastered across wanted posters.
[ but okay. thorns reaches over to take elysium's hand before carefully treading out. it's a little odd, being on a ship that isn't his. the sounds are familiar but also not, and if he closes his eyes it can almost feel like he's back on it.
at the very least, he doesn't plan to be away from their hiding spot for long. he can use the corazonix to get readings and then they can go and try to peek at some cargo. the main problem is that if there is absolutely no food down here, they're going to have to go to the kitchen and there's only a specific time frame where that will work as cooks tend to wake up earlier. ]
We'll really be starting from zero if we have to abandon ship and swim.
[ he smacks thorns' head. don't give him an ulcer.
the bright side to well-travelled trade routes and not being out at open sea, there is the benefit of there not being as many defense mechanisms for them to worry about. there are a sprinkling of employees, but they're mostly doing rounds to make sure everything is operating as intended.
not having to worry about other pirates and countries in peacetime hit different… ]
There aren't any cameras, are there?
[ as tempting as it is to peek over thorns' shoulder, he doubts he'll be able to glean much if anything at all. ]
It doesn't seem like it. If there's any, it would likely be where they keep any money, so we'd just have to stay away from there.
[ this ship seems on the older side and doesn't appear as well kept as it could be, so it might just be that they don't want to spend the extra money when they could just have people on guard duty.
but it's easier to avoid people than it is cameras, so they luck out there. ]
[ the sense of urgency had been higher back then. and now they have time to kill… it's different. if elysium has the luxury to do something nice for the other guy he would've done that too. ]
You were just mentioning how they don't take good care of this thing. Is there any small thing you think we can do with what we have?
Well, it'll have to be something that doesn't make noise...
[ the last thing they need is to alert others.
but he will suggest something "what" i do not know enough about ships to confidently suggest a quiet activity to make one better, so you will have to trust me that thorns gives an answer that makes sense. ]
[ he starts tugging him along. they probably took notice of where they went when they snuck on in the first place, so can just follow the path until they reach the kitchen. no one is here... but they have no idea what the crew's sleep habits are, so they can just hurry. ]
[ whack how someone so loud is put on covert missions.
he will occasionally put a hand on thorns' shoulder and tug him back when he hears a sound. most often, it's a false positive. it doesn't hurt to be careful. ]
I'm usually a law-abiding citizen. You believe me, don't you?
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You're going to be pretty disappointed…
[ he slides it the rest of the way over. it is so bare bones, even his treatment of it is awful. ]
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he stares at the sword for a good two minutes. ]
... I can see what I can do.
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[ in the end, elysium's no sword maniac like thorns. aside from it's decorative hilt, it wasn't like it had half as many bells and whistles as thorns'.
so, he wrenches the sword back out of thorns' hand and puts it back where it was before. if anything, it's angled even more away from thorns. out of sight out of mind…? ]
Don't waste money.
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[ at least let him upgrade it? once thorns gets his hands on some chemicals he can make it better.
they should probably go over their stock actually. while they did drop by their room first to grab items, it's not like they had time to take everything with them. depending on what they have, they need to figure out how to make it all last until they're able to go shopping. ]
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… That's an option. Doing contract work in Siracusa. If we really need the money, that'd be it. I just won't let you take any of the jobs on alone.
[ on the safer end, thorns' skillset outside of combat is rather marketable while elysium's skews more niche. he'd stick out like hell. ]
Did you want to try bunkering down in Yan…?
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[ the other option is to keep traveling from place to place, but at the moment that will likely just burn up their savings much faster. and thorns does want a cushion for when they may need to get treatment for elysium eventually... ]
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… And the first thing you thought of was a farm, huh. You don't actually make a lot from those since most of your pay tends to come in the form of board and food. We'll probably end up having to see what's available in the city.
I still think you're underestimating my capabilities as a writer.
[ … captain valourchin may not sell as well without the actual folk hero existing to back it up. much to think about. ]
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he pokes elysium annoyingly though. ]
Write about someone not me.
[ the tales of........ lumen. ]
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[ solemnly. ]
How can I write about anyone other than my muse? Maybe the plot should be about your tumultuous life into your dream retirement in the countryside.
[ this is so embarrassing. thorns should throw him overboard. ]
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[ his life is so boring... this is objectively untrue but it's what he is going to believe.
thorns stands up, stretching. he may as well try to get an idea of what time it is. ]
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[ his life now might not be as dramatic as it was when he was a pirate, but thorns by himself is an inspirational enough of a figure. he brings his knees to his chest and rests his cheek on top, thinking about all the ways thorns has made him want to try harder, be better. because there was someone else doing just the same in parallel. ]
Where are you going?
[ a hand just grips thorns' pants leg. don't trigger his separation anxiety. ]
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[ he needs to sneakily take readings... it sounds like there's been less foot traffic in this area, so people may be going to sleep. they can use that opportunity to explore the cargo hold more. ]
You can come with me.
[ it's like ten feet away but they can go there together. ]
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[ ten feet away puts thorns out of reach and that's just not right. by approximation, it is a shorter passage, so if they're going to make out like thieves in the night, this is one of their few opportunities.
still— ]
… Let's try not to draw too much attention to ourselves. The last thing we need is our faces plastered across wanted posters.
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[ but okay. thorns reaches over to take elysium's hand before carefully treading out. it's a little odd, being on a ship that isn't his. the sounds are familiar but also not, and if he closes his eyes it can almost feel like he's back on it.
at the very least, he doesn't plan to be away from their hiding spot for long. he can use the corazonix to get readings and then they can go and try to peek at some cargo. the main problem is that if there is absolutely no food down here, they're going to have to go to the kitchen and there's only a specific time frame where that will work as cooks tend to wake up earlier. ]
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[ he smacks thorns' head. don't give him an ulcer.
the bright side to well-travelled trade routes and not being out at open sea, there is the benefit of there not being as many defense mechanisms for them to worry about. there are a sprinkling of employees, but they're mostly doing rounds to make sure everything is operating as intended.
not having to worry about other pirates and countries in peacetime hit different… ]
There aren't any cameras, are there?
[ as tempting as it is to peek over thorns' shoulder, he doubts he'll be able to glean much if anything at all. ]
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[ this ship seems on the older side and doesn't appear as well kept as it could be, so it might just be that they don't want to spend the extra money when they could just have people on guard duty.
but it's easier to avoid people than it is cameras, so they luck out there. ]
... They could take better care of this thing.
[ criticizes their ship care. ]
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[ they're humble thieves.
except. he contemplates something… ]
Should we throw in a little work as payment for transport and the meal?
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What do you suggest?
[ he is not against the idea. ]
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You were just mentioning how they don't take good care of this thing. Is there any small thing you think we can do with what we have?
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[ the last thing they need is to alert others.
but he will suggest something "what" i do not know enough about ships to confidently suggest a quiet activity to make one better, so you will have to trust me that thorns gives an answer that makes sense. ]
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but with their act of good done: ]
Now we don't have to feel bad if end up eating more than bread.
[ their good and honest work ]
Most people should be asleep, so if we're going to make our move, we should make it now.
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[ he starts tugging him along. they probably took notice of where they went when they snuck on in the first place, so can just follow the path until they reach the kitchen. no one is here... but they have no idea what the crew's sleep habits are, so they can just hurry. ]
Have you done this before?
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[ whack how someone so loud is put on covert missions.
he will occasionally put a hand on thorns' shoulder and tug him back when he hears a sound. most often, it's a false positive. it doesn't hurt to be careful. ]
I'm usually a law-abiding citizen. You believe me, don't you?
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[ he answers so fucking quickly. ]
... But that's fine. Sometimes you can't be.
[ they are still better than so many rhodes operators. ]
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… Yeah. And sometimes you have to prioritise what's important to you. But that's why you have to make up for it where you can.
[ when the opportunity arises, he'll talk about how great this logistics company is (to stow away on)
but they make it!! to the kitchen!! no one's currently in it so it's completely dark. ]
Think you can make us a light? Turning them on might draw too much attention.
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