Totally Not Pirates of the Caribbean 1x1 (Closed)

Elias nodded then fell silent, he was exhausted, but figured that he would be much too nervous to sleep, "When will you send off the letter?" He couldn't contain himself anymore, "Also, from where will you send it?"

"I'm not sure." he repleid. "Next time we make port is when I'll send it, I believe." he sighed, sitting down on the hammock and looking over at Elias.

"Okay, thank you, I hate to sound rude, or annoy you, but I sort of would like to get home as soon as possible, it's not that I miss my father or anything, I just miss my home. I'm sure you understand." Elias wasn't too sure if he should sit or stand, or where if he could, so he just stayed standing awkwardly, "I do hope that you see what I mean?"

Felix blinked, and nodded. "I understand." he replied simply, looking at Elias carefully. "So you don't need to be so worried." he gave a faint smile, then lay down on the hammock.

Elias heaved a deep sigh of relief, "Good, thank you for understanding." He was still a bit nervous of where he should be, but finally decided to sit down on the bed, "Well, uhm I've asked you oh so many questions today, are there any you would like to ask of me?"

Felix looked over at him. "Mm. I'm not really sure, to be honest." he replied with a shrug, sighing faintly and rolling over a little. "You got anything to tell me?"

"I wouldn't know, I don't really have anything important about myself, or something interestingthat you would like to know." Elias smiled a little, "If I'm being annoying, please let me know, alright?" He crosses his arms a little bit.

Felix nodded a little. "Alright." he replied simply, shrugging his shoulders a little and taking a deep breath. "that works." he ran his hands through his hair, closing his eyes for a moment.

(((Oh shoot, I totally forgot to reply to this))
Elias nodded and began to speak, "Well, I grew up in an aristocratic family, and when I was a child my mother died. After that my father, who was once very kind and well, much like how a fther should be changed. He expected the perfect son. One who would either become a hero for our country or one who would somehow come into a large sum of money one day. Maybe by a marriage or something. But, well, I wasn't interested in marriage, at least the sort he expected of me, and not being a hero. Definetly not, so he began to try and force me to be something else that I wasn't, and uhm, that's. ..it?"

(it's fine!)

Felix hummed faintly. "I see." he replied, looking over at Elias thoughtfully. "Doesn't sound like the best life, but it doesn't sound like the worst, either. 'least, not to me." he shrugged his shoulders, making a slight face for just a moment.

Elias shrugged, "I guess. I always thought that my life was bad, since I never had anything to compare it to, but, I guess it really wasn't." He said, his cheeks turning a slight pink, "But I'm sure you've heard of worse, now, tell me about yourself."

Felix shrugged, looking around the cabin for a moment. "Well. I'm the youngest of three." he said slowly. "Started out as a privateer. War ended, my letters of marque got pulled, but I didn't want to stop." he shruggd again. "So I turned pirate." a half-smile pulled at the edges of his lips.

Elias nodded along to what he was saying, as if he understood, "But what about staying on the right side of the law? Or was that not just an option to you. Had you truly wanted to you could have become a captain of your own fleet, rather than pillage other ships and such."

"I couldn't stay a privateer, and, well." He shook his head slightly. "The navy is not enjoyable to me. Too much rules and regulations and shit. I'd rather just be out on the open sea."

Elias shrugged, "To each their own." He yawned a little bit and he laid back down on the bed. "Well, good night?" He still felt so intimidated by this man, although now he wasn't sure why. He closed his eyes and turned onto his side, trying to fall asleep, but he felt more nervous than when he was sleeping in the brig.

"Good night." he replied, plopping down onto the hammock and closing his eyes. "Don't leave the room if you wake up before I do." he hummed just faintly.

Elias nodded and turned onto his other side. "Oh, okay." He wasn't sure if the other man had seen his nod, so he mumbled a quiet response. He sighed, thinking about his father, and his home. He missed it so much, and was so worried about what might be going on with it.

(timeskip?)

Felix fell asleep rather quickly, actually, lying on his back in the hammock. The rocking of the ship lulled him to sleep quite easily.

((Oh yeah!, that's makes sense!!))

(alright! Should I do it, or do you want to?)

((I guess I could))

Elias as usual woke up early in the morning. He started to get up out of the bed, then remembered what Felix had told him not to do, Oh well, I guess I'll have to wait. He thought grumpily, crossing his arms a little bit. Then he noticed the large bookshelf across the room. He silently tip toed over to it, and picked the book with the most interesting title off the shelf. Maybe this will help pass the time, and hopefully not get me in trouble. He thought with a small sigh. He was just trying to make his life easy, while he was aboard the ship, he didn't exactly want to get himself thrown overboard or killed. Maybe later in life, but not now. He sat back down on the bed and began to read as he waited for Felix to wake up.

Felix awoke after a little while, sitting up in the hammock and nearly falling out of it when his movements caused it to twist, and he yelped as he tried to recover his balance. He succeeded, thankfully, balancing the hammock again and rubbing at his face with a hand. "Well. Good morning." He said, voice rough and husky from sleeping.

Elias started to chuckle a little bit, then stiffled the laugh, "Good morning." He said with a small smile. He looked back down at the book he had been reading, "Sleep well, captain?" He hadn't sept too well the night before, still nervous about all that had happened, "Am I allowed to go out on the deck now?"

Felix stood, walking to the washbasin and splashing his face with water, then dried it off. "Mm. Uhm…don't you want breakfast?" he asked, raising his eyebrows at Elias curiously.

Elias shook his head, "No, not really." He said with sigh, "I'm not really hungry right now." But as he said that, his stomach quietly growled, "Great." He mumbled, "I'm really not hungry though, not at all." He said decisively.

He arched an eyebrow. "Are you sure about that?" he teased with a faint smile, cocking hs head at elias.

Elias nodded, "I don't feel too hungry, and I don't want to take food from your crew. It wouldn't be right, and plus, I'll be gone in a few days, right?" He said with a shrug.

"Elias. You should eat if you need to. I don't want you to return to your father starving. That wouldn't reflect back on me and my crew very well." Felix said, sighing faintly.

"I'm not hungry though. If I explained it to him well enough, I think he would realize that it was a personal choice rather than you starving me to death." He said with yet another shrug, "Also, you shouldn't care so much about this, you'll get paid either way, and I'll make sure my father will leave you and your crew alone. I'll make sure that you stay safe."

"Well– I'm still allowed to worry for you." Felix blustered, shaking his head a little bit. "So please just eat?" he raised his eyebrows at Elias carefully.