Thread: Up She Rises (Frelance x CognacLilacFumes)

Arm flashing out to impale the a large rat that had just snuck through the wall. Sighing he blinked as he pulled the rat off the blade of his knife and stood from his sitting position. Walking out of the room he dropped the dead rat into a bucket joining the other rats he had found. After cleaning the blade of his knife he rubbed the back of his left hand through the glove were he could feel the outsiders mark heating the skin under his glove. He walked up one deck and set the bucket down beside one of the crew. Thats all of them for now at least, now do you have them? The man took a quick look into the bucket then nodded and handed Corvo a small leather case saying. One tablet should last a day unless the sickness is severer. He eyed Corvo doubting that the man had sea sickness at all but didn't say anything else as Corvo left him alone below decks. Stepping out of the stairway he frowned wondering not for the first time if he should have kept Emily in Serkonos with Samuel. This Journey to Pandyssian he knew had not been his idea he suspected as it had been the outsider speaking through the heart that he kept locked away in his trunk in there cabin. It had spoken to him as he watched the whaling ships leave the harbor going west in search of whales. The beat sped up each time a ship would go by accompanied by voices muttering of the trading towns and expeditions to the land in the west. Later came stories of heretics that he remembered hearing about while in the company of the late High Overseer. He was pulled from his thoughts as he saw a figure standing at the rail twenty feet away from him. It only took him a second to recognize the stature of the cloaked figure. His eyes narrowed as his frustration started to push its way to the surface but he took the time to calm himself down as he walked over to Emily and leaned against the rail adjusting sword he wore at his side. He had locked his favored sword away with his other things before boarding the ship and even though he had years of experience with all kinds of swords it still felt awkward every once in a while when he stood wrong he had to adjust the sword. He stood there silently for a few minutes not saying anything before he turned towards her. Should I presume you are feeling better. He toyed with the leather bag for a few more moments before holding it out to her. These should help if you feel sick again. He watched her knowing that he should not be surprised that she was curious even now with everything that had happened to her. He could remember finding her exploring her home as soon as she could walk, later her imagination had her asking about witches that road aboard pirate ships to call down storms. Corvo had always enjoyed his time with her when she was free of worry. Have you seen any of the flying fish yet? Apparently a single sting from one of their quivers is enough to kill. They are supposed to be able to get onto the decks of ship. Pausing he muttered to himself and after a pause everything went black and white apart from the yellow color that the living beings around him took. He avoided looking over at Emily as it still felt wrong to him to be using his gifts around her. Instead he looked out through the fog until he spotted a school of fish just at the edge of his vision. Blinking the vision away he squinted into the fog then as it cleared for a few moments he pointed out a school of fish that appeared to be flying as they jumped over the waves. I believe those of the fish in question. A sure sign that we are on the right path. He turned away from the rail and called over a sailor asking. Those fish out there are they edible or is the meat just as poisonous as the quivers?