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It's been a few hours since they pulled into the harbor in Milah's old village and she snuck into town to find Bae. He figured it was best for her to go alone to do the convincing, because his presence would just be overwhelming. He's dismissed the rest of the crew to shore leave, making sure to stress caution because they don't want to be drawing attention to themselves here.

He can't deny that he's nervous, not knowing what the boy will think, if he'll even agree to come. He finds himself pacing the deck, but trying to hide it behind a captain checking on his ship, because again the doesn't want to draw attention to anything happening here.

He wishes they would come back soon.

Date: 2015-03-23 05:58 pm (UTC)
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Bae followed his mother, torn, conflicted, and confused. Papa had told him that Mama was dead.... but she wasn't she was here. With him. And he had been so happy she was alive and well...

But maybe they should have waited for papa to be come before they left... maybe they should have stayed... he still wasn't sure why his family couldn't stay that... a family.

But in the end...the fact that papa wasn't wrong, that he had lied... that he hadn't trusted Bae with the truth... in the end that was what got him to follow Milah away from the only home he had ever known. He was still mixed and conflicted and unsure but... he could always come back later. Right?

It was that messy stew of emotions on his face when he approached the ship, but hos eyes widened at the sight of it. It was HUGE! He couldn't figure out what to say or who to say it to... So he just stared at the ship, hardly even noticing its captain.

Date: 2015-03-23 06:48 pm (UTC)
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He let himself be herded onto the ship, still looking all around, not stopping until he almost walked into Killian, his neck craned back to look at the sails. He blinked and stumbled back just before impact.

He then gave Killian a confused look. The man seemed familiar, but he was having trouble placing why, exactly.

Date: 2015-03-23 07:07 pm (UTC)
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Milah follows him onto the ship, reaching out a hand to keep him from stumbling. "Bae, son, this is Killian. It's his ship."

Killian is looking Bae over from head to toe. "Hello, lad. Welcome aboard."

Date: 2015-03-23 07:20 pm (UTC)
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"Hello," he said, looking at him, trying to remember why he seems familiar. He wanted to say more, but the sounds of the sails in the masts were so distracting, and the way the plank moved under his feet as the boat rocked. There was a whole lot more that was interesting to him about a ship than about some guy... At least at the moment.

Date: 2015-03-23 07:47 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] chicklet
He hesitated then nodded. "Alright." He peered up, leaning back, and pointed to the crows nest. "Can I climb that?" he asked, seeming excited by the idea. Here is a Bae who doesn't have the fear that his every bump and bruise will get some one killed.

Date: 2015-03-24 09:35 pm (UTC)
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He gave him a look, one Henry will prefect years down the line. "I'm a kid."

And then just in case the adult missed the point of that, "Of course I can climb trees."

Date: 2015-03-25 01:39 am (UTC)
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He nodded, excited about this prospect, looking around everywhere, trying to see it all at once. "What first, then?"

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