Chapter 5: Beneath the Trees

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A/n: So, am I going to make stuff up now? Yes. Do you have an issue with it? Cool, I'm the author! Anything can happen at the tap of a button! HAHAHA! Welcome to my evil origin story!!! I am even in charge of the Cloud Kingdom! 

 Do you have an issue with it? Cool, I'm the author! Anything can happen at the tap of a button! HAHAHA! Welcome to my evil origin story!!! I am even in charge of the Cloud Kingdom! 

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"Could you not be in my space."

"I am across the room from you." 

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In the heart of a Stiix, nestled between the labyrinthine alleys and the crashing waves of the sea, lies "The Salty Sailor," a dimly lit tavern known for its rowdy clientele and potent grog. This evening, the air is thick with the scent of salt and sweat as sailors from distant shores and seasoned locals gather to drown their troubles in ale and rum. Salvador's boss, Captain Jack, had invited him to join, so like any good friend, he had the brilliant idea to drag his underaged friend with him to get her out of her house. Of course, Salvador wasn't irresponsible- there was no way he would let Y/n have a drink- outside soda pop. He brought her for the stories of the sailors.

Once inside the mood of the tavern is raucous, with laughter and tales of high-sea adventures filling the air. At the center of the tavern stands a burly sailor named Captain Jack, his face marked by the scars of countless battles. He was tall and fit, with a sword at his hip and despite having both hands he played with the stereotypes,  his hook was the perfect way. Known for his short temper and fierce loyalty to his crew, Captain Jack is an ex-pirate, commanding respect from even the most hardened of sailors. Even after deciding to become the captain of a very fancy ferry, called the Maiden's Honnor, no one dares to mess with him and his band of ex-pirates. Salvador pulled Y/n over to the group, She wore her ripped jeans and faded blue hoodie. Salvador on the other hand wore back ripped jeans that Y/n swore weren't ripped when the boy got them. He had a red t-shirt with a black skull painted on it, under his black leather jacket. His belt loops are decorated with chains that loop into his pockets- each attracted to a different knife- He swore it was only for work- unless needed otherwise.

Once they made their way to Captain Jack, Salvador was pulled into a side hug as he proceeded to brag about his first mate- the rest of his crew looked proud as Salvador embarrassedly looked at the other sailors who listened to the Captain's jokes.

"The best part of our first mate here is if we ever need a flag we can just hang up his shirt!" Captain Jack finished followed by laughter from some sailors and fearful groups from others.

Jack had seemed done with boasting and merely saturated back with Salvador to the table claimed by his crew. As the waitress passed out drinks to the table filled with playful banter, Y/n awkwardly walked over to the crew. Once she was in view the table became dead quiet- scaring the waitress away. Y/n cleared her throat and her e/c iris moved to Salvador in a silent plea for his help. Said boy stood up and walked over to her.

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