132. The Grand Return Part II: The Kid

Cris, Alaia, and Ziggly return to the goblin-face ship only to find a new crew member.
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The goblin rolled his eyes and shook his head. "A pussy name for a pussy pirate. Well, where's your shit. Let's go! There's a dwarf and a kid on the ship that are going to start getting curious!"
Cris kissed Alaia's head and reluctantly let go of her, walking toward their belongings that were piled neatly on the ground. Alaia stifled a little sigh when he let go but she was grinning as she moved to help pick things up. "Gerty's here?"
"Aye, but she stayed in the galley. The kid's blindfolded. Unlike SOMEONE..." Ziggly looked at Alaia then to Cris. "...I watch out for our shit."
Cris began to lift bags off the ground, most of them belonging to Alaia. "It's going to be her shit now."
Ziggly smacked his forehead hard. "Oh no...not again. NOT AGAIN!"
Alaia wiggled her fingers at Ziggly, briefly showing off the two rings she now wore: the titanium wolf head, and a brilliant diamond ring on her left ring finger. Ziggly shook his head again and Alaia continued to fold up her tent. But it was something else that had her attention when the goblin spoke. "There's a kid?"
Cris stopped at her question and looked at Ziggly, who was over-reacting to the rings. "Wait, you said kid?"
Ziggly calmed down enough to respond. "He's an elf. I don't know how you fools age. I guess he looks younger than you, Wolf. He's part of the crew now." Alaia grew curious about this and a little excited about meeting someone new. She remained quiet as they talked, carefully listening.
Cris grimaced and shook his head. "If he fails, we'll have to kill him." He calmly continued to help Alaia with their things and with the tent.
Alaia cringed at the mention of killing; it was said so flippantly, so easily. She set her mind then not to keep them from killing the kid, but to see that he succeeds. "Where did you find him?" she asks absently, not wanting to seem too interested.
The little fucker tried to rob me!" Ziggly laughed and snapped his fingers, rushing them to hurry. "Come on!"
Cris grabbed the bags and looked to see if Alaia was ready. "Sounds like how I met Laer." He smiled and shook his head. "And so you thought it best to bring him along?"
Ziggly waved Cris off. "I needed help with the ship until we got Gerty. Besides, it was either that or he would die on the spot. No one's stealing from me."
Cris smiled as he threw the bags over his shoulder. "So you did get yourself a Laerchel, eh?"
Ziggly stared at Cris and grinned. "Aye, but I won't fuck this kid." There was a moment of tension between the two as they stared in silence Alaia smiled and shook her head and Ziggly's tale and Cris' response. She was well aware of the tension, but she wasn't entirely certain why it was there and though she was curious, for now, she was just going to ignore it.
Ziggly shrugged and snapped his fingers once again. "Come on! I'm fucking bored."
Cris turned to Alaia and asked, "Need help?"
She rolled her eyes at them both, hefted her pack, which probably weighed more than Ziggly and headed off. "Nope." She flashed a grin over her shoulder.
Ziggly followed, but not without a comment. "Nice to see you trying to prove your worth, hot ass." Cris smacked Ziggly over the head with one of the heavy bags and chuckled as he moved along.
It wasn't a difficult climb down to the ship since Ziggly managed to station the ship near the cliffs. Cris made sure to keep his eye on Alaia, while Ziggly, who was carrying nothing, zipped right on down, getting to the ship first. Alaia made her way down as if she were carrying nothing almost. There was a smile on her face the whole way. She bounced around for a moment when they were down though she managed to subdue herself quickly and did not spin her way onto the ship as she might have done had it been just she and Cris.
Sitting in the middle of the deck was an elf with black hair and a red cloth covering his eyes. All was quiet for a moment when Alaia's eyes fell upon the blindfolded elf. A subtle frown creased her brow. "Couldn't you have just put him somewhere without a view of the outside?"
Ziggly shook his head and walked to a wheel with a large rope tied to it. "Nope. Gerty threatened to chop him up if he entered the galley. Right kid?" He began to move the wheel with a struggle as he tried to raise the anchor.
The elf moved his head in the direction of the voices and nodded. He quietly said, "Yeah."
Cris jumped onto the ship, looked at the elf, and dropped his bags onto the deck. "This is the kid?"
"Aye!" shouted Ziggly and laughed.
Alaia couldn't help but wonder if the kid was scared. She put down the things she was carrying and took a few steps toward him. Even though he couldn't see her she knelt down to his level. "He doesn't look like such a kid to me." But she was talking more to him than anyone else. "What's your name?"
The elf turned to her voice and said "Kyl." He didn't look too much younger than Alaia and Cris, but there were hints that he was. "Who are you?"
Cris smiled and walked toward Alaia, gently petting her head. "You're too nice, lovely." He noticed Ziggly walking toward Alaia's belongings.
"There's nothing wrong with nice," she said quietly, her tone was nothing but warm. Very tentatively, she slid a finger beneath the boys chin, being careful not to startle him, and tipped his head a little so she could see him better. "It's nice to meet you Kyl, I'm Alaia. And I promise we'll get that blindfold off of you as soon as we can." As if it was her place to say such things, but today she was making it so. She caught sight of Ziggly out of the corner of her eye and she grinned. "Be careful, green man, you never know spells I might put on my things." She was teasing. Sort of. But for a moment, that smile was oh-so-wicked.
Ziggly stopped before touching her bag and sighed dramatically. "See, Wolf? You give a wench a ring and they think they own the fucking ship!"
Cris looked at Ziggly and lifted an eyebrow. "What were you going to do with her things?"
"Take them down stairs."
Cris shook his head. "The cabin, idiot."
Ziggly threw his hands up and walked to the stairs leading below deck. "Whatever. Get us away from this rock so Gert can come up and see you."
Kyl was startled at first with Alaia’s touch, but as soon as he heard her voice he calmed down. "Are...are you the captain?"
While Alaia rolled her eyes at the conversation between Ziggly and Cris, again, her focus was still the boy, and she smiled so warmly at him. "No, sweetheart, but he's standing right here with me." She touched the boy's cheek so gently and then withdrew her hand.
Ziggly shouted once more before he went below deck, "SHE"S GOING TO RUIN HIM!"
"Better me than you!" Alaia shouted back at Ziggly. With the smile still in place, she asked Kyl, "How long have you been here?"
Cris knelt beside Alaia and watched her and then stared at the elf. Kyl turned to her voice once more. "Dunno. Since we left Stormwind? That's what they said it was. We picked up a dwarf. They said the rest of the trip was a secret. Can I get up now?" Cris couldn't help but chuckle at what he had just said.
Still she smiled and turned her attention back to Cris and the boy. She was sliding a hand under Kyl's elbow to help him up, giving Cris a questioning look; it was still his ship and still his rules after all. "I don't think a little walk will hurt anything, you only have to trust me enough to lead you around." But she was looking at Cris to make sure that was alright.
Cris simply looked at her and couldn't help but smile. "Take him below deck. I'm gonna get this ship going and then I'll head down there. I need to know who this kid is."
Kyle turned to Cris' voice. "I ain't a kid!" He stumbled a little as he was helped up and his hand instinctively held on to Alaia's elbow. Cris chuckled again and kissed Alaia's forehead as he walked on his way to the wheel. Alaia leaned into his kiss, her eyes closing at the moment of contact even as her smile both grew and softened. An agreeing nod and she pulled her arm from the boy to place her hand in his back. She held onto his arm gently with the other hand so she could steer him better, so that he might feel a little more confident walking this way.


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