A Pirate and His Dog (Tag: Nethke)

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A Pirate and His Dog (Tag: Nethke) Oct 26, 2015 14:34:30 GMT -8

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Post by Nethke on Oct 26, 2015 14:34:30 GMT -8

Lessal blinked, looking around in seeming confusion. "You're very nice, Mr. Hasco." he repeated, a little dreamier this time. "I...guess I'll be staying here. I have to look after the orchards, after Mom, Zalphan always needs straw and sh- poo- for the hides. Lots of things to do here."

Don't you have something to do, Lessy?

"It isn't...they...don't make me." Lessal stammered out, turning bright red and smiling, a big wide masking smile. He rubbed his nose, always a nervous sign.
"They know what I am, Hasco. They know I'm a slut. I...I need a firm hand..." the old arguments came back, repeating what he'd been told word-perfect for so long.

Lessal's face twisted once more, settled into a grimace.
"If you want me, I am yours."

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A Pirate and His Dog (Tag: Nethke) Oct 26, 2015 16:29:25 GMT -8

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Post by Harbinger on Oct 26, 2015 16:29:25 GMT -8

Hasco stiffened at Lessal's words, face darkening with anger. Most of this was fake, of course, though the pirate was a little miffed to find that this catch had already been manipulated by so many others. This had been a cake walk not because of Hasco's skill but because Lessal lacked a spine. One that was probably jostled as Hasco shifted unhappily.

"A slut? Because they force you? A strong hand, when you already have one? Lessal, how many others in this Hold - in all of Pern would have the courage to fight back like you did?" Hasco's snorted. "They're afraid of you, Lessal." He let that hang in the air for a little bit, despite it likely not immediately serving his purpose. It wasn't exactly the kind words Hasco's had been cooing earlier.

"No, I don't want you. Not like that. Not now, like this." Not at all, really. Not enough breasts. "You finally remembered everything and now you're going to throw that away. You're going to throw away the strength you found you had. You're going to throw her away by ignoring what you did to avenge her."

Hasco's huffed, reaching for a chunk of bread and tearing it in half. "You're a good person, Lessal. Good people don't forget the bad people and let them get away with things."

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A Pirate and His Dog (Tag: Nethke) Oct 27, 2015 16:38:01 GMT -8

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Post by Nethke on Oct 27, 2015 16:38:01 GMT -8

"I don't understand." Lessal said, inwardly relieved he wasn't going to have to do anything tonight, at least. He shifted along with Hasco, realizing he'd probably unnerved the other man. Or something else was bothering him. "I fought back because I was angry. It was an accident. If they are afraid...I didn't know what I was doing when Dad died. Or Lessask. I couldn't hurt those others...but should I? Is that what you mean?"

A knot twisted in his stomach. Demos and Clanor were far too big, on any count, unless Lessal had the advantage of surprise, which he never did. He could still remember the look on Dad's face, that mindless confused dead expression, that face.

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A Pirate and His Dog (Tag: Nethke) Oct 28, 2015 10:01:07 GMT -8

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Post by Harbinger on Oct 28, 2015 10:01:07 GMT -8

Hasco stuffed half the roll in his mouth, partially because he was terribly hungry and tired of playing beggar, and part to avoid Lessal's initial, unasked question. He chewed thoughtfully, shook his head a moment, hesitated, then shook his head again. Probably wasn't best to send the boy back as an assassin. He didn't seem to have the spine for it, considering how he seemed... numb, now. Or stupid. Both?

"It was an accident that you avenged Lessask?" Hasco furrowed his eyebrows in what was somewhat true confusion. Sure, Hasco had gotten revenge for much more petty things, but from what he knew of others who had lost their flitts, it wasn't something taken lightly. Pirates rarely showed weakness, but melancholy wasn't out of the question. He sighed and shook his head.

"Have you ever thought they maybe they hurt you because they're afraid you would hurt them? You have every right to, anyway. Sounds terrible, what they're doing. But..." Hasco let himself sink a little, nibbling on the crust of the other half of the roll he nabbed. Back to the act. "Well, I guess it doesn't matter." The pirate shook his head, looking down at the rest of the roll in his hand, trying to look guilty. "Thank you, Lessal. I won't forget your kindness."

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A Pirate and His Dog (Tag: Nethke) Oct 28, 2015 15:15:33 GMT -8

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Post by Nethke on Oct 28, 2015 15:15:33 GMT -8

"Not an accident." Lessal said, a little stronger now, a little angrier. "An'...an' I do have the right. They hurt me." he repeated. "Because it was funny. They threw glows at my baby girl."

He looked up at Hasco, sitting up suddenly. "Hasco, please, I can't stay here...couldn't we go together? I'll be good, I'll do whatever you want, just make. It. Stop."

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A Pirate and His Dog (Tag: Nethke) Oct 29, 2015 6:01:34 GMT -8

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Post by Harbinger on Oct 29, 2015 6:01:34 GMT -8

"They did," Hasco said before finishing off his roll and peering down at the collection of food and trinkets, trying to decide what to nab next. He frowned in feign thought as well as to keep himself from smirking that Lessal had finally fell for his trap, hook, line, and sinker. He'd get this little sucker to do the dirty work as long as Hasco kept feeding him what truths and half-truths were needed. Still, he shook his head slowly, sinking in on himself for a moment.

"I don't know if you want to come along. Maybe to the next hold, but..." Hasco clasped his hands together. "I think I'm going to Sabishi. No one likes the Weyrs, but if they're still out there..." He shuddered. "I'm not dragging you into danger. Who knows what goes on up there. And who knows what's still after me."

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A Pirate and His Dog (Tag: Nethke) Oct 29, 2015 15:25:49 GMT -8

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Post by Nethke on Oct 29, 2015 15:25:49 GMT -8

"Who's "they"?" Lessal asked, hugging Hasco tight even as he was bristling at the thought of his new friend being hurt or hunted. He kicked his feet in enthusiasm, eager to help now. "I'll fight them! They c-can't take y-you! You're my friend now. Friend, friend, friend." he repeated, loving the way it sounded ringing across his tongue. It sounded like love, and safety, and a connection he hadn't had since Lessask died, and never before with a human.

His ears actually perked up when Hasco mentioned Sabishi Weyr. He'd heard about dragons being there, Whers too...maybe another wher for him. Not to replace Lessask, no, but not not replacing her, either.
"I want to come to Sabishi too, Hasco. There are dragons there. Dragons are like whers, you know that, and if I know whers, I know a little about dragons, too! Please let me come?" There was real pleading in his voice, a want to be free of a world where he didn't know where the next attack was going to come from....human-wise, at least.

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A Pirate and His Dog (Tag: Nethke) Oct 29, 2015 18:41:43 GMT -8

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Post by Harbinger on Oct 29, 2015 18:41:43 GMT -8

Hasco only tensed momentarily as he found himself enveloped in the arms of the eager boy, but he quickly calmed himself and even patted Lessal gently on the back. He pulled away after a moment, though, averting his eyes. He already came up with a story for why he was alone and fleeing. That didn't mean he was going to spill it all right away.

"I'm from a fishing hold in Nerat and, well... Pa made a few enemies at sea." True enough. Hasco's father did have a sailing enemy in the form of his son. "So I figure the higher I go, well, the better." Hide for a little bit, maybe somehow get to Tillek, and get back to his true calling.

"If you go to Sabishi, people aren't going to like it, you know. The other holders. But if that's what you really want to do, I can't really stop you." Hasco shrugged, briefly glancing in a northerly direction. "But it's safe. Who is stupid enough to attack dragons? Or even a wher, or anything. I just want a roof over my head." He then pointedly looked at the mess on the floor. "If you're really leaving, you need to make sure you have everything you need. Clothes and food and stuff. It's a long journey and not every holder is willing to share their sheds for the night. You don't always get to a hold before the sun sets, too."

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A Pirate and His Dog (Tag: Nethke) Oct 30, 2015 12:19:01 GMT -8

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Post by Nethke on Oct 30, 2015 12:19:01 GMT -8

"I'll pack fast." Lessal promised, beginning to pick up the trinkets on the floor. "Change of clothes, food, marks, bits...we could take runners." he added, suddenly taking on a slightly more sly (or what he thought was sly) expression. "We still have Tee and Max, they're really easy to ride." Was it true, that dragons ate runners as well as wherries and herdbeasts? NO matter, they'd cross that bridge when they got to it.

"An...an' I could bring blankets and help make a camp, I'm not too bad at that, really. What else do we need?"

Maybe there were papers he needed, too, but what would they look like? He knew he had a book, his favorite and only one, but would that get them into the Weyr? Surely not, but at least they would be entertained at night.

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A Pirate and His Dog (Tag: Nethke) Oct 30, 2015 13:48:16 GMT -8

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Post by Harbinger on Oct 30, 2015 13:48:16 GMT -8

"A few sets of clothes, if you can. It's going to get chilly, up in the mountains and with the days getting colder," Hasco corrected, sounding concerned while knitting his brows together as he pondered what else they could steal before running off. Clothes for the both of them would be good, though whether the kid had anything that would actually fit Hasco was another question. Marks would be good, they could buy anything they needed on the way and have something to survive the Weyr.

Runners, though. Hasco pursed his lips instead of grinning widely at the idea. That would halve their travel time and really add to the amount of stuff they could bring along. No more lugging around his chest, a runner could. Still, he looked concerned.

"Well... we need to be careful. There could be trouble, though they would help... we'd be able to bring more blankets and food. Just to be safe. Anything to trade? We might need to pay for our stay at the Weyr. I know I can't fish there or anything." Were people paid at the Weyr for their work? Did they just get room and board? Hasco was suddenly irritated at himself for this ignorance. It was probably like a ship, but a Bitran always knew that someone would be trying to pinch their marks until they were nothing but sawdust.

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A Pirate and His Dog (Tag: Nethke)

Post by Nethke on Oct 26, 2015 14:34:30 GMT -8

Post by Harbinger on Oct 26, 2015 16:29:25 GMT -8

Post by Nethke on Oct 27, 2015 16:38:01 GMT -8

Post by Harbinger on Oct 28, 2015 10:01:07 GMT -8

Post by Nethke on Oct 28, 2015 15:15:33 GMT -8

Post by Harbinger on Oct 29, 2015 6:01:34 GMT -8

Post by Nethke on Oct 29, 2015 15:25:49 GMT -8

Post by Harbinger on Oct 29, 2015 18:41:43 GMT -8

Post by Nethke on Oct 30, 2015 12:19:01 GMT -8

Post by Harbinger on Oct 30, 2015 13:48:16 GMT -8