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Post by Dante (Mephis Ferideh) on Sept 7, 2023 20:13:50 GMT -5
A sly grin played on Mephis' lips "Oh and who says I would not enjoy a gag, but alas that would deprive you of my wonder way with words" He teased with a wink towards captain Flynn. His eyes narrowed as he seemed to have caught a moment of thought from the red tiefling, it seemed that cracks were beginning to form in his rough exterior. The cracks weren't big enough to plant the seeds of empathy just yet, but he would get through soon enough. He sighed as he turned his head to see Sol City getting smaller and smaller as they sailed away. Even without his glasses he could see they were a pretty good distance away now, definitely too far for him to swim back if he suddenly to jump ship. He was on board for how many days it'll take to get to Moonglade.
He huffed an annoyed sigh seeing Flynn roll his eyes "well the reason they wanted me back home alive and well is so they can kill me themselves. Anyone who turns their back on the Ferideh Family gets put on a list and guess who's name is right at the top of said list. They'll probably have one of my younger brothers do it as some kind of initiation into the family business or my father will do it himself since I've been a thorn in his side for about 8 years now." He shrugged and remained calm on the outside, however his thoughts ran like wildfire thinking of the different outcomes if they ever reach back to the house with him in tow. He coldly glared up to Flynn with a small chuckle "you have no idea who my family even is do you? and I am not saying this as a threat to you like some rich brat, I am warning you. They're ruthless when it comes to anything that they do, if you mess this task up you could end up in my exact shoes. Tied to a mast with over a dozen cutthroat scoundrels look at you like you are nothing more than their next pay day" His eyes darted to each and every blurry person that was eyeing him down.
"Now if you all excuse me I would like to catch up on some of my beauty rest." He soon sat himself down with his legs crossed, arms still fake tied to the mast. He then closed his eyes and leaned his head against the wood of the mast behind him, surprisingly it wasn't the worst place he had slept before. Though it was no where near the best but not far after closing his eyes the rhythmic swaying of the boat drifted the fellblood off to sleep. Not before he locked in a mental alarm in his head, he would try to be up after the sun was fully down and the boat was drown in darkness before he would make his next move. Though for the mean time he would catch up on the rest that he had been lacking the last couple of days.
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Post by Flynn Brolleie on Oct 9, 2023 21:23:14 GMT -5
Flynn chuckle a bit as he looked the other over "Deprive or save me from your silver tongue?" he questioned with a brow raised finding this little chat rather amusing in all honesty. It was certainly better than the pleading most typically tried to give or the offers of more money that clearly didnt exist. His look then change to curiosity as the other spoke."You really think your family would kill you?" he questioned as he looked the other over, judging his expression for signs of a lie
He however snapped back to his cocky grin at the others next words "I know enough about them to know they will pay an were telling the truth about our pay and the deal we struck." He replied calmly though he was questioning the others words wondering how much was true. "Nighty night handsome" he replied hearing the other before moving back into his room to consider it all and check their course and such
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Post by Dante (Mephis Ferideh) on Oct 16, 2023 20:16:56 GMT -5
After a rather restful couple of hours, a mental alarm pinged in Mephis' head, signaling it was time to wake up. His eyes shot open, and to his delight, the ship was veiled in darkness, with only a few lanterns on the edges preventing accidental falls overboard. He let out a small gasp, craning his neck back to look up at the night sky, where stars twinkled like thousands of fireflies. Despite his less than ideal situation, he couldn't have predicted how pleasant this night would be. The swaying of the ship and the sound of the waves made going back to sleep tempting, but there was work to be done, so he slowly stood up. When he was fully standing, 1a small puff of smoke appeared, creating another Mephis tied to the mast to avoid arousing suspicion if anyone passed by.
The blue fellblood stretched his arms as his eyes scanned the darkened main deck. It seemed no one else was awake but him. He wrapped his hands around the mast. Like a spider, 2he silently climbed up, reaching the crow's nest and hoisting himself over its railing. As he landed, he prepared for a potential scuffle, but there was no lookout tonight, prompting an internal chuckle at the lack of caution. Nonetheless, he peered over the side, attempting to memorize the boat's layout, a challenge without his glasses, which still eluded him. Cursing in infernal under his breath, he made his way back to the main deck, contemplating his next course of action as he descended.
Realizing the value of restoring his sight, he set his focus on retrieving his glasses, remembering that Captain Flynn had them. He sneaked down to what he assumed was the captain's quarters. Leaning close to the door, he peered through the keyhole to check if Flynn was still awake. Seeing no light, Mephis assumed the captain had retired for the night. 3He proceeded to pick the lock efficiently, a skill he had honed over countless attempts. Once the lock was disarmed, he carefully opened the door, the sound masked by a wave crashing against the boat.
His eyes danced around the room, searching for the reflective surface of his glasses. Spotting them, he smirked and slinked his way to the desk, making sure not to make a sound or knock anything over. Upon reaching the desk, he swiftly pocketed his glasses, successfully completing the first step of his mission.
Deciding a quick exit was wise, he was about to leave when another reflective surface caught his eye—a familiar shape, his ornate dagger atop a nightstand. A familiar feeling tingled in his mind, a sensation he hadn't felt in a while—a reminder of his past identity as Mephis, not Dante. I could kill him right now, and this would all be over, the thought whispered in his mind. His hand moved instinctively towards the dagger's hilt. However, his foot pressed on a loose floorboard, emitting a loud creaking sound, and his head shot towards the rhythmic breathing of the captain, hoping Flynn hadn't heard.
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Post by Flynn Brolleie on Oct 22, 2023 18:52:59 GMT -5
Flynn had been laying quietly in bed thinking and trying to rest with his eyes closed. Sleep always seemed to elude him for some reason. He was almost asleep before hearing the boards creak. his eyes flickered open and within moments he tackled them, straddling the figure before slowly noticing who it was now raising a brow "Well if you were lonely you could have just asked" he joked, his voice gruff from tiredness. He glanced over to his bedside seeing the dagger still there. "Surprised you didnt grab that." he remarked looking back to the male under him
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Post by Dante (Mephis Ferideh) on Oct 25, 2023 12:27:50 GMT -5
Mephis couldn't help but curse under his breath as he realized his accidental wake-up call to Flynn. In the blink of an eye, Flynn tackled him to the ground, despite Mephis being the smaller of the two. However, Mephis saw an opportunity in his predicament. Feigning helplessness beneath the captain, he gazed up at Flynn with false longing in his eyes.
"I hadn't realized there was an open invitation, and of course, I was lonely. You tied me to the main mast and left me out in the cold," Mephis flirted back, fighting back a grimace but unable to deny Flynn's undeniable handsomeness. He dismissed such thoughts when he noticed his dagger on the nightstand, relieved he hadn't notice that he tried to grab it. "Keeping it by your bed is just asking for someone to drive it through your heart. But lucky for you, darling, I don't kill anymore. Besides, my glasses are more important to me at the moment than my blade... though I could find some use for it, depending on how the night goes," he teased, drawing a circle with his finger on Flynn's chest and punctuating it with a wink.
Before Flynn could respond, Mephis gracefully rolled out from under him and scanned the room for a place to sit. He found a seat at a small table on the opposite side of the captain's quarters, crossing his legs and inviting Flynn over with a playful hand gesture. "You do have wine, correct? Every good pirate captain must have wine aboard their ship."
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Post by Flynn Brolleie on Nov 9, 2023 16:52:02 GMT -5
"Well you never asked you know" he replied before listening to the other speaking of the dagger "What's life without a little danger hm? Besides it didn't work now did it?" he questioned the other as he looked down at him keeping a watchful eye on his movements and actions for any indication of danger or a threat. "So you do really need those hm? I figured they may just be for show" he replied as he let the other up for a moment staying between him and the knife watching the other saunter over to the table. "Wine, rum, all sorts of lovely drinks aboard this vessel" he replied as he walked over and sat across from the other "do you always flirt with your captors when killing doesn't work?" he smirked a bit as he asked the question
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Post by Dante (Mephis Ferideh) on Nov 27, 2023 15:01:35 GMT -5
"Indulging in the intricate dance of words has always been a pleasure of mine, relishing the thrill of the unexpected," Mephis mused, his responses intentionally enigmatic. His fingers idly traced the rim of his glass as he casually gestured toward his glasses. "These," he remarked, "are more than mere accessories. A man needs his vision sharp, especially when surrounded by characters as intriguing as yourself."
Leaning forward for added emphasis, Mephis maintained his enigmatic smile. "Speaking of intrigue, Captain, I've heard whispers of the exceptional wines aboard your ship. A glass of red would be most appreciated," he requested. "I find it has a certain depth that complements the mysteries of life quite well." His gaze lingered on Flynn, leaving an air of uncertainty—was he truly interested in the wine or merely weaving another layer into his intricate facade?
As the rich red wine flowed into his glass, Mephis continued with a cryptic smile, "Well, as I mentioned, I don't kill anymore." Leaning back, he watched Flynn intently. "And who's to say I'm flirting? Perhaps this is my demeanor with everyone I encounter."
His tone held a mysterious edge, deliberately aiming to divert the captain from discerning his true intentions. Mephis toyed with his glass, swirling the liquid inside, maintaining an enigmatic air. "Life, Captain Flynn, is a tapestry of mysteries, wouldn't you agree?" Meeting Flynn's gaze with calculated intensity, he invited the captain to unravel the layers of his intentions. Taking a sip of the wine, he leaned back further, a bemused expression on his face. "So, Captain, do you always interrogate your captives, or is there something particularly fascinating about me?"
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Post by Flynn Brolleie on Nov 28, 2023 23:43:17 GMT -5
Flynn grinned at the other as he listened to him weave his words together and such and raised a brow at the wine comment “hm why should I give a prisoner our finest wine?” He questioned as he pretended to think about it some but let the other poor himself a glass. “You must have quite the encounters if this is how you speak to everyone Ferideh” he responded using the others last name to see what reaction it would solicit from the other
“I suppose it can be, and no I don’t typically do much interrogating but when someone is cocky enough to wander right into my room and taste my wine instead of going for a rowboat I am a bit intrigued about their sense of survival and motives” he replied coolly to the other. Though he looked relaxed he was on rather high alert for any signs of a sudden movement or threat from the other as they spoke”now then little sapphire, what should keep me from calling the crew to send you back to your post?” He questioned, deciding on the nickname for the other based off his blue palette
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Post by Dante (Mephis Ferideh) on Dec 4, 2023 21:28:30 GMT -5
Mephis paused his sip of wine as the sting of hearing Flynn refer to him by his last name caught him off guard. If looks could kill, then Flynn would be dead on the spot as, for a brief second, the cold eyes of Mephis Ferideh snuck through before reverting back to the enigmatic eyes of Dante. He swallowed his wine to keep himself from exploding at the captain, “Hm, it has been many years since anyone has called me that. I was hoping never to hear it again.” Mephis sat straight up in his chair, resting his head on the back of his hand with another flash of a cold glare.
The hostile air melted away from him as he relaxed with a sigh, reaching for his wine glass and taking a long sip. “I try to make any encounter I have as entertaining as possible, plus with a few pretty words and a wink, I can get just about anything I desire.” Emphasizing his point with a teasing wink from behind his slightly crooked glasses. With another long sip, he finishes his wine, and with an impressed nod, he remarks, “You truly have good taste in wine. Are you positive you wouldn’t want to join me with a few drinks … It’s lonely drinking all by my lonesome.” He gazed with fake longing as he poured himself another glass, then placed the bottle on Flynn’s side of the table in hopes of enticing him.
Mephis listened to Flynn praise his unorthodox approach to escaping his vessel, flicking his braid over his shoulder to add flair. A devilish grin appeared on his face at the little nickname he was given, “Little Saphire? That is definitely a new one. The only other nickname bestowed upon me would be the debt collector; I’d say it’s a step up from that.” Then Mephis leaned forward in his chair, resting his elbows on the table and his chin on the back of his hands, with a cheeky smile plastered across his face. “Well, you do want to know my theory about it?...” leaning even more forward, close enough to be heard if whispered, and whisper he did, “I think you’ve taken a liking to me … deep down, you don’t want to deliver me.” He whispered seductively as if to plant the idea in his brain.
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Post by Flynn Brolleie on Dec 6, 2023 21:14:03 GMT -5
Flynn watched the others reaction to the name and made note of it looking at the shift in the others expression and tension in his voice. “Is that so?” He questioned seeming to ponder the thought. He then listened to what the other said next and chuckled some “that’s all it takes to get your way hm? How fascinating” he replied a bit amused by the idea of this.
The red tiefling then paused and looked at the wine now in front of him and poured a descent amount into the glass though nothing overly much. “If you plan on trying to get me drunk I am afraid that won’t work but I suppose a small glass will be fine for now” he replied with a small grin stretched across his lips. He once again listened to the others speech and raised a brow with a small chuckle. “Ah is that what you’re hoping for?” He questioned the other taking a sip from his glass. He did find the other intriguing but he was still set on his mission. The only thing giving him pause was how the other spoke of his family. He didn’t like working for those who wished ill or harm on others. It was true he was unsure of his choice a bit by now
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Post by Dante (Mephis Ferideh) on Dec 26, 2023 22:52:00 GMT -5
Feeling triumphant that Flynn was ensnared in his honey trap, Mephis leaned back in his chair with a devilish chuckle. He casually draped one leg over the other, twirling his wine glass, all the while keeping his intense gaze fixed on Flynn. “Oh, but of course, that’s all it takes for most people to give in and give me what I desire. However, if someone is of iron-clad conviction, I could entirely just steal from them.” Sipping his wine slowly, he placed the glass back on the table, raising his hands in a show of innocence, indicating he hadn't pilfered anything from the captain... yet. “Oh, worry not, Captain Flynn, I have kept my sticky fingers to myself for the entirety of this conversation. Though you do have some shinies that I could fancy for myself, like those rings, those gold buttons on your jacket … and those rather expensive-looking horn ornaments.” With a sly gesture, he indicated each item on Flynn's person, but his eyes remained locked onto Flynn’s, as if subtly warning that he could take them without detection.
“It’s not what I’m hoping for; I know it as a fact. You find my devilish charm alluring, and I’m pretty good at reading people, and your eyes tell me you aren’t that bad.” Mephis unintentionally let a hint of truth slip, his expression softening for a moment, followed by a subtle blush. Clearing his throat, he stood up abruptly, swiping his wine glass from the table. As he waltzed toward the ship's exit, he made a tempting offer, “I’ve heard the ocean is beautiful at night. Care to join me on the balcony?” His tail grazed Flynn's jaw and cheek before wrapping around the neck of the wine bottle. Pushing open the doors, he sauntered over to the railing, wine bottle and glass still in hand. The effects of the wine were starting to hit him; his vision spun, and he realized he had forgotten how much of a lightweight he was, having skipped a meal earlier in the day.
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Post by Flynn Brolleie on Dec 27, 2023 15:21:53 GMT -5
“Oh? And if neither of those work little sapphire? Then what will you do? Stealing from me did nothing and you have not talked yourself out of your predicament” he replied calmly with some curiosity in his eyes. “I know you haven’t yet. I’m afraid I have the same skill. I know the tricks and methods darling. You could try, I could try but I’m sure we would both see it coming” he chuckled.
“You think I’m drawn to you hm? Sad to say but you’re worth a pretty penny and I don’t mix business with pleasure I’m afraid. I am curious of how you think I’m ‘not so bad’ though as us pirates are not known for such things” he noticed the blush grinning in amusement before hearing the offer and feeling the touch of his tail. He however followed the other with a shrug “sure darling though be careful if you think you can try anything” he replied rolling the other up to the deck keeping a close eye on him.The other was quite interesting though he would never say so. Getting attached to the bounty wasn’t great especially when this was a battle of wits
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