Not so gilded [OPEN]

[curry_ramen]

Characters: Beat and [OPEN]
Content: There's a pirate rotting in the brig Vicky. Wanna throw peanuts at 'em?
Setting: The Victoria's brig
Time: After the Victoria lands in port

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[peoplenpudding]

Millie was appalled by the crew's treatment of the pirate boy. Yes, he was a pirate, but he was a boy! Still young! And Millie doubted they'd fed him.

So, naturally, she took it upon herself to make sure the poor boy got food. And tea!

She went to the kitchens, making up some story about wanting to take some food to a co-worker in HQ and how it'd be lovely if she had a container of hot tea. They bought it, and soon Millie was creeping down to the brig.

"Excuse me? Mr. Pirate?"

[curry_ramen]

Beat looked up, head jerking up in surprise. He was expecting something bad, not a very tall woman with-!

Food!

He had been fed, but it wasn't much, and not the heavy food he was used to. He was a growing boy after all! He had a big appitite. Beat blinked at her before speaking.

"Er....yo?"

[peoplenpudding]

"Hi! I'm Millie Thompson. I'm a passenger." She smiled. "I've brought you some food, and some tea, if you want."

She pulled up a nearby crate and sat down. "How are you feeling?"

[curry_ramen]

Food and tea? For him? Beat perhaps could be forgiven for being a little wary of the offering. but he was still beat, and so his gut was more in control then his head at the best of times. The young pirate scooted over, reaching out and snagging a bit of something from the tray and shoving it in his mouth and trying to talk at the same time.

"Mmpth mmmth pthe!"

[lawrful_neutral]

Most people would be moved to pity by a frightened-looking sixteen-year-old boy who was obviously afraid for his life.

But most people did not possess the iron will and stern fanaticism of Javert. In his mind, a pirate was a pirate was a pirate. No lawbreakers or agents of chaos could be forgiven, and if this boy had turned against the right, then there was no possibility of anything else.

He strode into the brig and fixed the prisoner with a hard gaze. He cut an imposing figure with his eyes hidden below his hat and his hands planted firmly in the pockets of his overcoat.

It was his duty to find out who this prisoner was. Though the piracy charges would be more than enough to see this boy punished, Javert preferred to have a proper record of the prisoners in his charge. "Stand up, boy," he barked in a tone that commanded obedience. Through long experience in dealing with criminals, Javert was very good at getting others to listen.

[curry_ramen]

Beat had been dozing when Javert appeared, his head lolling down towards his chest and half propped on his knees. So when the orders were barked he yelled, jumping up only to fall back on his ass in short order. The teen flailed a little, rolling around on the floor before standing up again, looking around with wide blue eyes.

"Bwwwaaahh!?"

[lawrful_neutral]

"On your feet. Stand up straight. You may be a pirate, but that doesn't excuse laziness." His eyes narrowed as he took in Beat's condition--disheveled, bruised, frightened, off-balance.

Excellent.

He did not give Beat a chance to think. "Name," he commanded. With any luck, the young pirate would be too dazed to think about refusing.

[curry_ramen]

Beat was a lot of things. Most of them not very flattering. But there was one thing you could say for sure: Kid was brave. Stupidly so more often then not.

"Fuck off Navy Pig!" He snarled, using his thumb to push up his nose into a snout, smirking. Of course, such bravo was more to hide how piss-pantingly scared he really was. This guy looked like a hardass...

[no_landmasters]

Under normal circumstances, Falco would have hardly cared that they had a pirate in the brig and would have just gone back to his daily routine after the battle. But today was different. Hijikata was in the infirmary, and his talk pet cat...thing's journal was stolen by the pirate. And the boatswain had asked Falco to get it back. With the promise of their next round of drinks as payment.

Fair enough.

Albeit a bit grudgingly, Falco made his way down to the brig and over to the cell where they were holding the pirate.

"Hey. You," he said. And without waiting for a reply, he made his demand. "That journal. Hand it over."

[curry_ramen]

Beat stood, surprised to see another visitor... and even more surprised to see it was a blue bird demi-human. Sure, he had seen plenty of demi-human's before. But not very many that were so animal-like. He scratched the back of his head for a moment before looking at the journal. He hadn't been able to figure out the filters, but like hell he was going to give up his only chance to get help!

"Hell no Birdie!"

[no_landmasters]

Well, Falco didn't expect him to just hand it over, but it would have been nice if he did. He supposed that was what having blind hope got him. He took a look at the captive pirate: he was pretty young. Probably about the same age Falco was when he first left Solare to attend flight academy. The defiant way the teen spoke reminded Falco of days long past; ones that he'd like to forget.

"Yeah?" he replied. "Well, I got all day, but I'd like to make this quick and easy for both of us. Give it up or I'll take it from you."

[curry_ramen]

He placed his fists on his hips, leaning forward with a mocking smirk on his face. The kid was bold at least. True, Falco probably had Academy training and weaponry on his side, but beat refused to just roll-over.

"Ya wanna fight Chicken? Cuz dats what we gonna do if you come in here."

Open! POUNCE

[layersoflazy]

Yurika Dojima, petite, with her fluffy blonde hair and painted nails, did not look like your typical naval officer. Her posture was sloppy and casual. She peered down, before descending the latter and peering through the cage at the young pirate, fingering the bag on her shoulder with what was left of her excess reading material after her trip to the infirmary.

"Evening." she said to the young man, eyes sweeping over his form. "You ok?" He didn't look as if he needed the medic but...

Re: Open! POUNCE

[curry_ramen]

Said young pirate had been chipping at the wooden brig wall with his over-sized pendent, carving his name and various lewd words into the paneling, so someone would know he was here someday and how pissed off he was about it. Yurika's voice made him look back, brows knitted.

"Huh?" Eloquent as always.