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“Lets leave tomorrow.”
Boat rides had certainly become more comfortable and swifter, but Percy couldn’t find an upside to the cramped, shared space. He glanced at Arsene from time to time, watching the other vampire sleep the day away as the ship rocked softly, metal creaking and straining. Though, he had to admit, there was a higher chance of survival involved with those sort of travel. The old ships mostly sank, as he recalled. Pirates…weather…
Eh, boredom. He sat up a little more, head rolling along the bulkhead as he sighed. The room was small, barely fitting the two vampires with enough space to move between a desk and wall. And the bed wasn’t really big enough for both of them, to which Arsene stated they were lucky Percy was so small. He fit in the corner with plenty of space for the larger man to sprawl.
“Dick,” he muttered, tapping his foot restlessly. He wanted off the ship and they’d only been aboard for a night. They had six more days….six!
Leaning over his lover, the vampire poked him, peering at Arsene’s face before crawling over him and flopping to the floor carelessly. Getting to his feet haphazardly, Percy glanced about the cabin with disinterest before shuffling with bare feet to the door. Four level below deck there was little risk of sudden sunlight, but he still poked his head out the door first to carefully inspect the empty hallway.
“’Lets leave tomorrow’,” he muttered darkly. “’Why are we waiting?’…fuckin’ ships. I’m never getting on one again.” Stepping out into the hallway, he turned left…he was determined to find something entertaining to do.
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William Percy Hastings
OC
271 words
Boat rides had certainly become more comfortable and swifter, but Percy couldn’t find an upside to the cramped, shared space. He glanced at Arsene from time to time, watching the other vampire sleep the day away as the ship rocked softly, metal creaking and straining. Though, he had to admit, there was a higher chance of survival involved with those sort of travel. The old ships mostly sank, as he recalled. Pirates…weather…
Eh, boredom. He sat up a little more, head rolling along the bulkhead as he sighed. The room was small, barely fitting the two vampires with enough space to move between a desk and wall. And the bed wasn’t really big enough for both of them, to which Arsene stated they were lucky Percy was so small. He fit in the corner with plenty of space for the larger man to sprawl.
“Dick,” he muttered, tapping his foot restlessly. He wanted off the ship and they’d only been aboard for a night. They had six more days….six!
Leaning over his lover, the vampire poked him, peering at Arsene’s face before crawling over him and flopping to the floor carelessly. Getting to his feet haphazardly, Percy glanced about the cabin with disinterest before shuffling with bare feet to the door. Four level below deck there was little risk of sudden sunlight, but he still poked his head out the door first to carefully inspect the empty hallway.
“’Lets leave tomorrow’,” he muttered darkly. “’Why are we waiting?’…fuckin’ ships. I’m never getting on one again.” Stepping out into the hallway, he turned left…he was determined to find something entertaining to do.
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William Percy Hastings
OC
271 words