Mirror plot II.

[stuck_mynock]

When the morning comes, Atton's gone, but there are two rather ragged and thin looking pirates poking Will with their feet.

"Get up," one says (he's very shrill). "You're to report to the quartermaster, down on deck four."

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[will_scarlett]

Will catches the knife though his own is still at his belt,

"Try an find 'nother way but if ye pressed me, aye I'd killed ye. Dinna wish to die 'ere."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton peers at Will a moment, then laughs.

"You're adorable. Even if you'd lost, I might have stepped in t'keep you around, just for some of that doe-eyed naivete of yours. Can you bandage your own arm, or should I help with that?"

[will_scarlett]

"Can manage it just fine."

Will takes the bandage and works to wrap his arm, he knows he's not that naive but this Atton is so much harder than the one he knows.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"We'll be approaching a very special planet, soon," Atton says, sitting down and pouring himself a drink. "There's something I want on it. You can come with me, if you'd like."

[will_scarlett]

"Oh aye, what sort o'thing?"

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Just a tool of sorts. I'll show you what it does when we find it."

[will_scarlett]

"Usually good at findin' things. What sort o'planet is it?"

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"A big, old city. You'll like it."

[will_scarlett]

"Oh aye, look forward to seein' it then."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"How's your wound?"

[will_scarlett]

"Na too bad, 'ad worse."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Good."

[will_scarlett]

"Aye. Could I get somethin' to eat?"

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Follow the sound of drunken cheering and you should find the mess hall fairly easily."

[will_scarlett]

"Thank ye."

Will stands up and gives another small bow before heading out.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

The halls of the ship are practically deserted, but sure enough, there is a very distant sound of people cheering drunkenly.

[will_scarlett]

So Will heads towards it, this gives him time to think and he pulls out the key from Arcadia, he wishes he knew how to make it work again. This whole ship just makes him nervous and sad.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

The glow from the key is a whole lot brighter than it was when he first arrived. The dim, barely there glow has become a light bright enough to make a respectable torch.

[will_scarlett]

That is at least slightly reassuring to Will and he tucks the key back.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

As he reaches the mess hall, a man wanders past him, peering at him closely for a moment.

"Is - is the red boy," he slurs, reaching over with one leg to nudge Will's knees. "I break your legs. I - I break them." Will gets another light nudge before the man, apparently satisfied, heads off down the corridor again.

[will_scarlett]

Will just stares down the man,

"Course ye will, go sleep it off."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

There's a vague murmur of agreement from the man as he rounds a corner and moves out of sight.

[will_scarlett]

Then he looks around the mess hall, the way he holds himself is a challenge to any, try me if you dare as he moves towards the food.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Some of the pirates seem cowed, and go back to eating, nervously. Others, less so. A few start pacing about, forming a wide circle around Will - wide enough that it might seem to be completely innocent and accidental, to some.

[will_scarlett]

Not to Will and he just glares at them, he's tired and wants off this ship but he'll fight them if he needs to.