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Fantasy RP The Tale of the Shadow (Kkjib)

Azra relaxes slightly, and blows out a breath. He closes his eyes again and just stands there, breathing deeply. He wished he could see, and not for the first time, and definitely not for the hundredth.
 
Zukata also closed his eyes, letting the misty foggy air hit his face. The silence was nice as it didn't feel awkward in anyway.
 
Azra stays silent for long minutes before whispering, "You know, I miss the sun. I bet I'm pale as a sheet of paper at this point. I can't tell though, because, blind." He sighs.

"But the fog and mist is always so cold."
 
"You don't look that pale." Zukata awnsers. "And trust me I've seen pale before." He jokes softly as he playfully taps him with his knuckles.
 
Azra jumps slightly, but doesn't retaliate with his own jab, instead he just turns his head slightly, as if he would peer at Zukata before rolling his eyes and shaking his head with a smile.

"One of these days, I will rip a limb from your body and shove it down your throat. It'll probably be your favorite one too."
 
"Alright... whatever you say kitty cat." Zukata chuckles as both hands grip the railing and uses it as leverage to lean back.
 
Azra grumbles and straightens, "Well, I have ghost ship things to attend to." He faces Zukata.

"I told you I'm not the captain because this ship has no need for crew nor captain. It's a shitty vacation ship that you're stuck on for the rest of your miserable life."

With that, Azra walks past Zukata, heading towards his cabin.
 
Zukata hums softly as he watches Azra walk away like he usually does.

"Slowly... he's opening up Slowly." He mumbles to himself with a small nod and a happy smile.
 
Azra closes his door behind him, yawning as he slowly makes his way to the desk, sitting down. He grumbles with irritation and rubs his face. 'Ghost ship things. . . Did he really say that?' He bites his lip and leans back in his chair, kicking his feet up on the desk.

"You are driving me insane, you damn ship."
 
The ship swayed slightly in response.

Outside the doors Azra could hear Zukata yelp and the sounds of a soft tumble accompanying it after.
 
Azra sighs and crosses his arms behind his head. He was 78% sure the man was still alive. He rubs his jaw with the back of his hand and then stands, walking to his bed and sinking down.

He sighs and pulls his knees to his chest, and staring at nothing.
 
The peace was broken when Zukata slamed the door open. "Did you say something to her? Because she just swayed rather roughly and it caught me by surprise making me tumble." He huffs from the door.
 
Azra jumps and flinches away from the sudden noise, "Oh, I'm sorry. Not like you're not a literal disturbance to my senses all the time. I've known you for a day, and you've thrown me outta wack multiple times. Consider it pay back." He stumbles to his feet.

"Now get out! You're lucky you didn't badge in on me naked or something!"
 
"Well say sorry to her maybe... I always do." Zukata huffs as he closes the door only to open it again.

"And I wouldn't mind seeing you in your birthday suit." He comments abruptly before leaving just as quick as he came.
 
Azra turns when the door closes for the first time and then whips back around, striding to the door and yanking it open, "I swear to the gods, that if you don't knock next time, I will throw a knife at your fucking head, you dip shit!"
 
"Say sorry!" Zukata yells from a little ways on the bow of the ship wanting to create distance just incase Azra did indeed throw a knife at him.
 
Azra growls and slams the door shut, stalking to his bed. He back flops down, "I won't say sorry." He grumbles.

The ship dips again, and then crashes into a bigger wave, causing it rock violently.

Azra stays in bed, if not rolling a little bit. The bar in place on the side not against the wall helped prevent occupants from falling off.
 
Zukata who had braced himself that time held tightly on the railing of the ship.

He then caresses the wood with an apologetic look. "If he won't say sorry then I will do it for him.... I'm sorry." He mumbles to the ship. "Yeah sure you're a ghost ship but a ghost ship has got to have a ghost to be a ghost ship."
 
The rocking calms at Zukata's words. (Idfk-)

Azra hides his face in his pillow, shuddering and gripping it tightly as he blows out a deep breath.
 
Azra wakes up a few days later, and lays in his bed, arms crossed behind his head. It was moments like this that he'd always loved. Early mornings, and a long with that, early morning reading. Except he couldn't read anymore. His time, once filled with banter, Jones, sparring, and stealing, is now usually just filled with idleness.

And Azra hates idleness.

It drove him insane, and yet, he couldn't bring himself to climb out of bed, pull his pants and boots on, and go up and make sure everything was in its rights. He didn't even need to do that, the ship did it on its own anyways.
 
Zukata's internal clock had already woken him up and he was standing at the bow of the ship, leaning on the railings.

His head was tilted back and he embraced the misty foggyness that hit his face.

He looked back at the cabin doors, his thoughts going to Azra. He wanted to lossen the man up, and he'd say he was close but the smaller man was hard to judge.

Walking from his spot he goes up to the doors and knocks softly. "You awake kitty cat?"
 
Azra grunts in response and rolls onto his side, facing the wall, back to the door. "No." He mumbles, pressing his face back into his pillow.
 
Zukata stills. 'He's awake.' He thinks to himself as he reaches for the handle. "Welp, I'm coming in." He announces.
 
Azra bolts upright, scrambling, "Wait-" he yelps as his head hits the shelf above the bed and he scrambles around for his blanket.

He crawls to the foot of the bed, snatching it off the floor where he must have kicked it off in the middle of the night and tries to settle himself before Zukata enters.

(I'll leave what he sees up to you XD)
 
But it was too late.

Zukata was already in the room at the door standing there looking at Azra with a raised eyebrow. The man was naked. Like full on butt naked. It took Zukata a few seconds before he slaps a hand over his eyes, a slight hue of red to his cheeks. "Oh..." He then points to Azra. "Don't blame me this time I knocked and announced I was coming in." He states.
 
Azra whines, "I said to wait!!" He flops back pulling his blanket tight around his lower half.

"Yeah, you knock, and then wait when the person agrees for you to come in!"
 
"But you just said 'no'! What am I supposed to do with that!?" Zukata retorts his hand still over his eyes as he stays standing at the door.
 
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