perhapstomorrow | The bell has been raised from its watery grave...

Despil for one is relieved to get out of the ship for a little while. He and Noel take a moment to wander around the town, look into shops and see if there's anything interesting. It's aimless and it's rather pleasant. The rest of the crew is out there looking for items that they need, Noel and Despil have been charged with finding them a cargo to take from port to another. A little bit of coin along the way. Grey might have a ship but he isn't rich. So they have to look for some kind of income as they travel.

They haggle with a few spice sellers but those end up being too demanding, too difficult to work with and in the end they end up going with a silk trader who has enough cargo to give them a solid fee for his trip.

Despil heads back to the ship after Noel takes a detour to a whorehouse, saying something about seeing a redhead that he wanted to be friendly with. Despil had promised to grab Kimi with him before he heads out to see what the taverns and brothels have to offer.

He spots Kimi leaving the ship when he gets to the docks and walks up to him with a grin.

"All ready?"

The younger man grins right on back, waggling his brows as he approaches. "Born ready. Where's your friend, I thought he was joining us?"

Not that he minds Noel not being there. Kimi and Despil together manage to get into more than enough trouble and fun on their own.

"He had an appointment with a redhead," Despil grins. He honestly doesn't mind going just with Kimi, not that Noel is bad company, quite the contrary, but when there's just two of them, he can get to know this one a lot better.

And there's a few things he's been curious about Kimi.

He nudges his head towards the town and starts walking.

"Any place you had in mind or will we hit the first one that comes along?"

"Let's just walk along and see which one looks promising," Kimi suggests, shrugging as he tucks his thumbs in his belt. "I saw a couple of nice looking ones, but we'll know better as it gets darker, yeah?"

"Sure," Despil agrees easily. He doesn't honestly mind. It's half of the fun of these nights, letting it take them wherever it leads.

"Got everything we need from the market?"

"Yeah, we took care of it. Saw Aidan putting away the new sails belowdeck before I left, so I'm pretty sure Ulysse and Rook took care of their list, too."

Which is why now they're allowed to fuck around (literally) for the evening without fear of any repercussions from their captain.

"Fantastic," Despil says as he yanks Kimi by his elbow into the first tavern that comes along the street. He guides them both to the front and lifts two fingers at the bar keep, who happily bustles towards them with two ceramic pints.

"Your brother didn't tag along?"

Kimi snorts, shaking his head and rolling his eyes as he takes his pint, tapping it against Despil's. "Of course not. He's too busy mooning over Aidan. One of these days, I'm gonna slip them both some aphrodisiacs and lock them in a cabin together."

"Really?" Despil asks with a faint smile. Ah, to be taken over by love... Isn't it lovely? He's not quite sure. Emotions have never been that easy to him.

"Maybe you should," he suggests with eyes dancing with mirth as he gazes at Kimi over the lip of his pint.

"Careful, or one of these days I will just as a dare," he jokes. "And then we're all gonna have to deal with his bitching afterwards."

Or perhaps Kai would be too busy kissing and fucking Aidan to be mad. Who knows.

Despil can't quite imagine the merry firstmate to bitch about something like that but he finds the mental image hilarious.

"You and him," he says curiously as he pushes his pint back to the bar and tilts his head at Kimi. "I heard someone say something about mer-people. Is that true?"

Oh, he's not subtle at all. Nope.

Kimi smiles innocently and bats his lashes at Despil, taking a sip of his pint before asking, "What did they say, hm~?"

"That you have some mer in you," Despil replies with a smirk. He's not buying that innocent look at all, btw. You're a little fox, aren't you?

"That's some rumor," Kimi teases, still playing the innocent. "I heard people with some mer in them can be dangerously attractive, you know. With insatiable appetites for sex."

Despil laughs at that, his dark eyes crinkling at the corners as he leans back against the counter and gives Kimi a little wink. "Well, at least you're not overselling your specialities."

"What speciality is that?" asks a young lady who slides in between them, her dress pushing up her breasts and practically offering them up to both of them. Her mouth is painted with red and eyes droop seductively as she glances between the two of them.

Those are nice. Kimi appreciates men and women alike, but there's a certain novelty to the fairer sex when one's been out at sea with only men for so long, and his eyes immediately dip lower than is polite to give those cinched up breasts an appreciative look. Then those gold eyes are sliding back up, a sly smile curving his lips.

"My competitive eating," he answers cheekily. "You'd be amazed how much fish pies I can down. I might as well grow gills to save myself from drowning in all that."

He is utterly shameless.

Despil laughs, leaning back against the counter and takes a swig from his pint as he watches Kimi flirt with the whore. Because if that wasn't a flirt, he's going to sell his head to the next slaver he sees.

"I can testify that, man has a mouth on him..." he says and is rewarded with a little giggle from the girl who presses a little closer to Kimi's front and puts a finger onto his chin asking: "So, would you like try my pie?"

She's actually pretty clean, Despil notes, a blessed thing when it comes to hookers in these places. She doesn't smell and her reddish brown hair doesn't seem its been washed a month ago but actually has some shine to it. Maybe she's new.

He gives Kimi a glance, wondering if the man is going to stick with this one.

"Your friend can join us," she says then softly while pressing her chest against Kimi's, her hand sliding down to Kimi's hips.

Kimi grins at the girl's less than subtle advances, leaning against the bar as if he's pulling away from her, but really just seeing how intent she is. His eyes slip over to Despil and he flashes the man a wink.

"Better ask my friend yourself, don't you think?" he suggests, hand lifting to stroke a light line along the whore's hip to her waist.

Despil chuckles as she tilts her head back to him, her other hand reaching out to toy with his shirt. "Would you like to join us?" she asks sweetly as she presses in firmer against Kimi's front. "I won't charge you both for the full price."

"Well, there's a sales speech," Despil says laughingly but instead of looking at her, he is looking at Kimi, his eyes laughing. Do they want to share a hooker?

Apparently so.

Kimi chuckles and lets that hand of his sneak around to the woman's lower back, returning his gaze to her as he leans in and murmurs into her ear, "Know a private place we could go, or shall we rent a room...?"

"Oh, I have a room right here," she says with a soft little murmur, her mouth finding Kimi's jawline and pressing a few soft kisses there. "And a bed big enough for three."

Despil rolls his eyes but gives in as her hand pulls him in rather relentlessly. Her ass is perfect heart shape against his groin as he lets her pull him in against her. Truth be told, he's fine with sharing her. But he doesn't want to step on any toes. Some men are very jealous of their time.

Smiling to himself, Kimi pulls back enough to polish off his pint, keeping his arm around the woman's waist before getting to his feet, eyes locked on Despil's. Kimi licks his lips clean and grins to the two of them.

"Let's get going then, hm?"

She pulls away, obviously satisfied with her catch and reaches to take both of their hands in hers, leading them towards the stairs at the back of the inn.

Despil lets her lead, his gaze lingering on Kimi's grinning face because the fact that he doesn't detect any frustration from him is a curious one. He's not seen Kimi indulge himself with the crew on board the ship, so he's sort of counted him off as someone only interested in ladies.

As they're led up the stairs, Kimi cocks his head, leaning closer to Despil to ask, "Something on my face?"

There's a joking reply almost ready on Despil's lips when he closes his mouth and then smiles, a crooked, cat-like curve upon his lips.

"Ah, some pretty stuck all over, nothing else," he says before he moves a little quicker, sliding his arm around the hooker as they walk up the stairs.

"So, sweetheart, you like to have two at one go, huh?"

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