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eyes   flit   from   battered   pirate   to   swift-footed   protector;   a   kind   air   about   them——   a   charming   one,   actually.   dealing   with   treachery   on   the   high   seas   wasn't   how   brad   intended   to   spend   his   day;   a   small   cruise   to   ease   the   minute   sense   of   homesickness   quickly   became   another   adventure.   [...]   not   that   you'll   find   him   complaining;   between   homesickness   and   boredom,   they'll   happily   take   the   homesickness   &.   disregard   everything   else.   ever   present   grin   rests   on   lips,   delight   sailing   through   chocolate   brown   hues,   a   light   with   a   sea   of   curiosity.   (   one   thing   to   the   next,   without   fail.   )

❛   i   know,   ❜   acknowledgment   comes   quick,   proud.   ❛   not   too   bad   yourself.   charmed   with   words   and   skilled   in   a   fight——   quite   multifaceted.   i   like   people   like   that.   ❜  they'll   never   turn   down   praise,   no   small   amount,   due   to   a   healthy   ego.   (   even   if   it's   far   rarer   for   them   to   give   in   kind.   )   /   still,   this   man   did   impress   him.   those   purple   flames   were   interesting   !   far   more   interesting   than   vanquishing   such   trite   foes.   this   trip   might   still   have   some   life   in   it   yet,   a   chance   to   become   his   own   carnival   of   viareggio.   just   down   a   few   floats,   but   maybe   not   entertainers.

❛   last   minute   addition,   yeah,   sure.   ❜   a   bit   more   like   a   stowaway,   with   good   reason.   nothing   the   crew   seems   quick   to   bring   up   after   being   saved.   ❛   helps   i've   tangled   with   pirates   before.   plenty   of   experience   dealing   with   them.   ❜   &.   rifling   through   their   treasures,   naturally.   ❛   but,   life   and   death   battle   aside,   it's   so   much   more   fun   to   share   the   stage   with   someone   else. i've   been   alone   for   some   time,   you   see.   ❜   floating   in   a   space   of   uncertainty,   exciting   for   the   first   year——   not   so   much   the   second,   third,   and   so   on.   offers   hand   in   greeting,   ❛   bradley,   call   me   brad.   the   pleasure   is   yours.   ❜

@amcssing (bradley) liked a starter call! (main verse)

"Well fought, my friend!"

Purple flames subside in the wake of a hard-won victory, and Brant lands back on the unsteady wooden surface of the merchant ship, directly in front of the unexpected ally who had been among (but presumably not affiliated with) the merchants who'd hired him.

"These islands have been infested with pirates as of late. I daresay we're lucky you were onboard, otherwise this ship might have found itself in hot water, haha!" He glances around, taking quick stock of the situation. Aside from himself, only Tina and Battier have left Lario to come aboard the smaller ship, checking its crew for potential injuries.

Brant doubts anyone suffered that strong of an injury. While the fight itself hadn't been easy, it had been almost entirely handled by the Troupe and the merchant ship's guest. The Pirates weren't lucky enough to leave unscathed, a scenario which Brant really does solemnly regret—he's been able to call himself many things, but a callous killer has never been one of them.

He exhales a short breath, minor motes of tension leaving his shoulders as he eases more firmly into the role of the helpful guide he's being paid to be.

"You must have been a last-minute addition to this lovely crew, I presume?" Brant asks, gesturing vaguely towards where most of the shipmen have gathered. He catches Tina's eye and nods once, as though telling her to carry on with what she's doing, before looking back towards his real point of interest. "I doubt they'd have hired such a high-scale escort if they knew they had someone so capable aboard."