The Fallen Stars

Chapter 21 Esme

Have you ever heard the saying, 'curiosity killed the cat'...?

Well, I guess it's true...

So, I was sitting on the deck minding my own danm business when I saw Bodhi, the errand boy... he's about ten years old.
A bit shorter than me, which will change soon because I'm the shortest person here.
He has raven black curly hair that is tied into a low, short ponytail.
With tanned skin, brown eyes. He's spanish.
He is wearing brown pants and boots,
Off white short sleeve shirt. And a brown fabric rapt around his waist as a belt.

He was running towards the Captain's courters.... looking desperate and urgent.
He knocked on the door, and after a few beats, he entered and closed the door shut.
And that made me so danm curious....
I walk... limp towards the door with my crutches, the rest of the crew is too consumed by their jobs to notice me.
I walk right up to the door, I put my ear against the door.

"Are you sure the spy said that?" Damião asks, desperation in his voice.
"Aye Cap'n." Bodhi answers.

Spy? What? Who?

I looked confused at the door but then put my head back against the door.

A few moments of silence.

Then I hear footsteps coming towards me, I quickly start to retreat, but the door swings open, and Damião is standing there looking at me... like he was expecting this.

"Not a spy, huh?" He asks. He crosses his arms over his chest.

He's wearing a white long sleeve shirt with a red vest with black laysses tied in the front... his sleeves are rolled up just before his elbows... exposing some muscles.
Black pants with dark grey boots.
No belts with weapons... just a rifle on the side and a dagger on the other.
His hair is a curly mess.... but yet not a mess at all.

"I was just going to come in for shade. The sun is violent out here." I lie.

He gives a small smirk... like he knows I'm lying.

"Well, love, if you want to become a pirate, better become used to it. And I dare say." He stops talking... and looks over me, and when he finally spotted something, he yelled.
"Gwen isn't sunlight good for healing?"

I turn to find Gwen just a few feet behind me, checking something on a paper that lays on a barrel close to the gang plank.
Her red hair is in a half up half down style, with a bun on top. She's wearing a loose white long sleeve shirt with long black pants, which is also a skirt.
With dark blue boots. A piece of blue fabric rapt around her head.

"Aye Cap'n... sun is a healthy source, but not for long... we might be used to it, but look at her she's as pale as cloud! Her body isn't used to so much sun, like us. And she needs to rest.... keep off that leg of hers as much as possible." She explians to both of us.

I look back at him, with a look that says.

See? I told you!

He clears his throat and looks away for a second.
"And is it healthy to eavesdrop over the captain?" He asks Gwen, not looking at her. Just me, with a smile that says.

Not today. And you are so busted.

Danmit!

"All do respect... but keep me out of your bickering." She sighs.

It's true, ever since I woke up, we have been bickering about anything and everything!
I don't know why, but he keeps on wanting to fight with me.
He needs to be right.
But there is no way in hell! That I'll let him win!

He walks up to me, stops right in front of me, his face a few inches away.
He's a head and a bit taller than me.
His dark brown eyes, like pools of mud... beautiful but dangerous.