◤eudio, cuddlr◢

[dishonests]

CASSIDY HAWKING (21) pirate captain — from the 18th century — will plunder your treasure, shiver your timbers, and jolly your roger.

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YES / MATCH / TICK
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NO / TICK
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[mordacita]

[ That is an interesting answer. Not all men would dare to rise up against authority like that, yet Cassidy did not hesitate. Perhaps he had seen such abuse, or even been victim to it. At any rate, it makes Rafa smile, and feel all the warmer towards the other man. ]

There are some who would do anything to cleave to power. I would prefer to be loved, not feared. Some see no difference.

[ Rafa’s father had been like that. Had being the operative word, since he’s like it no longer. Rafa has no will to be a king like that.

Nor has he will to think much on his father while he’s here. His attention slides easily from the subject. He turns his hand up to meet Cassidy’s, and his fingers will be just as cool as before. He’s been drinking, but it hasn’t warmed him; it’s the wrong kind of drink for that. He moves closer, lowering his tone accordingly.

That question makes him smile. ]

I love the beach. The sand and waves. Of course, the day is barred to me, but at night fewer people go to them, and I can watch the stars in peace. The seaside is my favourite place.

That’s why I like your stories, Captain. The ocean is a tempting place.