Like a Siren Call | @swimming-in-sakura
They had docked the Samezuka early in the morning three days later just as planned. They unloaded cargo within a few hours and Rin left their newest Greenhorn to see that it reached its destination.
Typically he would’ve just sent a couple deckhands out to fetch supplies for their next voyage, but on a whim he decided to take his first mate, Ai, and explore the town, as they’d never been before.
"Ai, I’m going to go to the fishery, you head down for some vegetables."
"Yes, sir." The grey haired boy said with a nod before he headed down a separate road in the marketplace.
Rin browsed for a while, looking from stall to stall, purchasing a couple things here and there. Something caught his eye in the corner of his vision. He glanced upward and his vision fell upon a familiar face. Dark blue eyes and raven hair. It took him a moment, but he recognized him after a bit of thought, “You…”
As he fished about for his coin-purse in his pockets, he thought he saw a familiar shock of wine colored hair. Too late, he reached for his mask, only to hear the soft call, and see a familiar face a split second after.
It was the pirate from the other day.
"S...stay back," he stammered, backing away. Giving the mackerel one last longing look, he spun and tore down the street as fast as he could. Which, admittedly, wasn't particularly fast. But he had a head start, and he took a turn into an alley way the first chance he got. Maybe he could lose him in the back-alley maze. The consequences would be dire if he couldn't.













