Six Of Crows

Filler Chapter Part 3

A/N(*"I thought this would be a good song, because I feel like this is true especially to Kaz. Also this is a song, which started randomly playing when I was trying to do some homework, so yep i've been listening to this song repeatedly for over an hour, cause i'm too lazy to change the song and it's an okay song to listen to, so eh why not share it with the 'world'. Anyways getting back on topic. I decided to post something, since I haven't posted anything for a bit. this one is going to be a short one because, you know I can't think apparently so yeah have fun... also sorry if there is mistakes, I had to rewrite this 3 times cause my computer hates me... but never mind that, enjoy!"*)

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"Yeah right Slade...don't make excuses, because they are like assholes, everyone has them, and they all stink. Also your shitty excuse makes you even look more like an ass then you already are!... Oh and by the way, don't even bother to try and touch me. Because if you do, trust me your hand won't come back."  I said harshly as I pushed by him, wiping my bloodied gloved hand over his clear white blouse. As well as making my way to the spot I have claimed as my own, in the crows nest of course. Cursing my now disabled leg as I struggle to head up the rope latter.

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Once I had successfully made it to the top of the crow's nest. Exhausted from my journey I collapsed, hitting my head on the corner of the nest in the process this is not my day, I thought with a cringe placed on my face as I gingerly touch the back of my pounding head. As tired as I was I didn't dare wish to sleep, for my mother and brother would be waiting for my mind to turn vulnerable. Making it easier for them take over and fill with poisonous thoughts, taunting regrets, and harsh repeated grim illusions that will endlessly dwell in the catacombs of my memories.

To keep my mind from escaping focus, I need to do something that involves strategizing in other words thinking. After my dilemma, I now have to climb back all the way down the rope ladder this will be an interesting challenge I rolled my eyes as I sourly thought. Slowly putting one foot below the other, trying not to put as much pressure on my new injured leg. Thankful that we had made it out of the Ravkan territory, it should be more or so 'smooth' sailing to Kerch on our way back.

"Hey pretty boy! You wanna play a round of Razz Poker with me and the boys?" Rocco said as I turned around leading against the wooden beam for support as I looked at Rocco a guy named Joran Kook, Nico Hampton; dealing out the deck while lighting a few cigarettes in the process. I might as well join in, I am looking for something to keep my mind busy I thought quietly to myself. "Sure, something to keep me out of trouble for a few." I replied, trying not to make a big deal out of the pain in my leg as I was walking over to sit. "Atta boy. Say, you gonna get that leg of yours healed by one of those healer slaves we got down below deck?" Rocco announced as he flicked the access burnt off part of his previously lit cigarette in the direction of my injured leg. "Nah, it's only a minor break. I'll get it checked back in Ketterdam" I simply say, as I motion Rocco for a cigarette. "Alright, it might not heal properly though!" Rocco said with a shrug as he genuinely tosses me an un-lit cigarette. "Seven cards, stud low... right?" Nico said looking for approval, earning a nod from everyone of us, he continued to deal the cards.

From behind me the door to Slade's captain cabin flew open, thus resulting in 3 people those being Raymond Barr, Gavin Watts, and Cristiano Sforza loudly laughing, drunk. Slade not to far behind them caring a bottle of mild vodka but not drunk, yet anyways. "Celebrating so early? What for? What purpose?... yay congratulations we made it out alive with half of our crew left, and stole something we weren't supposed to out of Haskells orders. yay we'll die soon!..." roll my eyes as I sarcastically say, while I'm about to light my cigarette, earning a few chuckles from the group.

"woah woah... hold up there little Kazzy boy! No smoking for you. At least not on this ship! I don't want your little lungs getting filled up with all that junk at such a young age ya hear." Slade said obviously teasing me with a smirk on his face as he swiped away the cigarette and lighter from my own gloved hands. In the background the other 3 drunks were enjoying the conversation amused. Normally I'd turn around and glare at him, but at this point I really didn't care. I just need something to keep my mind awake, from not slipping into a dark unconsciousness and helpless world.

A/N (*" Yep, so thats all I got for today sorry once again for a short chapter. Maybe my brain will decide to think harder next time. It's also fine if you don't understand what happening in this chapter cause honestly, I got to figure it out myself as well...*thinks hard* so a bunch of random words i've put together to form a chapter... yep got it! I understand now we all good... anyways i'll probably post something around the middle of the month, maybe... yep. But That's it from me, bye for now! Adios Amigos!"*)