An Eclipse for a Pirate

Trapped and Bored

Y/N p.o.v

   Your hope for the chance of waking up in the cozy bed inside of the warm inn was broken into shards by the realization you were still inside of the same metal prison you had hoped to escape from. The cell wasn't the worst out of the choices though, at least you had a window to check where you were moving towards and the time as well. The others didn't have that privilege, instead, they were wrapped around the walls that the boat carried to make sure none of the sailors sank into the cold water from the boat simply being incapable of holding itself up. But even with the observations, it remained futile, there wasn't a way to escape the cell other than the ability to somehow make whoever was carrying the keys hand them over. You slumped down on the now bench, a sigh escaping your lips.

   It had felt as though you never slept, every hour you seemed to have woken up, rather by the soreness the wooden plank had created for your back. Or it could have been done by the sounds of steps above you. Though the reasoning didn't matter. It all resulted in the same sour wakening. Maybe at this point, walking the plank would have been a better choice than staying inside this cell. You could have woken up just like last time, somehow on the island with the two creatures of the sea. That chance was low, but it was still there in the back of your head to have been a better option than this.
   But you couldn't complain, there wasn't any amount of complaints you could give to let them suddenly let you free and set you on an island, or more preferably right now, the continent that allowed you to eat the warm and fresh food, and spend time with your mates.

   When it did become time for you to stand and speak to some of the sailors of the ship, your body felt sorer than when you were laying on the board you had used as a bed. That could have been caused mainly due to you laying on the plank for so long, your body had gotten used to the potential splinter-filled plank of hardwood. You attempted to hide the pain your body was riddled with. The only problem with that is how now it covers your facial expression and posture.
   Your attempts were left unnoticed by the sailor. He didn't give sympathy though, instead, his body bellowed out a loud and raspy laugh. The sailor was mocking you, just because you had one rough night inside of this wretched sailboat. Every fiber of your body wanted to grab him by the collar and throw them against the almost entirely rusted bars just to potentially knock some kind of sense into his mind. These were just thoughts though, impulsive and delusional, but still just thoughts. You needed to remember how these ideas can be acted on, for you only had the ability to possibly hold him down for a few minutes before backup came and threw you into the sea, left to be eaten by the sharks. You may have been able to befriend a golden mermaid and survived a mermaid that was touchier than expected, but that didn't mean you had completely lost your mind to the sea. With a small shiver to shift your mind to a different direction, you quickly recalled every little fragment about what they have been stating.
   The one problem is that their accent was too thick for you to properly understand a word he was saying, the only readable part of this person was his face. Which only showed he was in a good mood.

   Your head nodded in rhythm with his words. Your eyes drifted around, searching if he had any object that could be used to hold keys, rather it being an enlarged pocket, a ring filled with keys, or even a hand placement to cover the silhouette of the key. There wasn't a single thing, if he isn't the guard for the cell, why is he here then? That question filled your head much more than his words.

   For all you could have known, he might be here to give you some company, however, there was one problem with that idea; you didn't want company. Usually having someone else here would have been nice, but you only wanted to escape. Maybe with some token from god, you could be able to convince them to set you on an island at least.
   You could tell easily that this was going to take longer than what is desired...