amcarrows:
date/time: march 30th, night location: the docks open
despite the fact this is where most of the dead bodies he has to dispose of ends up, amycus enjoys being at the docks. this is the closest he’s ever been to living near water all his life, and he tries to make the most of it. he still remembers the stories his mother used to tell him, the photographs she would show – she’d grown up in a little japanese fishing town, and she’d told him that when people died, they all went back to the waters.
well, he doesn’t know if his mother is waiting for him in the murky waters near new york city, but something about being here calms him down.
there’s no one else around, or at least he thinks, and he has managed to sneak onto one of the tiny fishing boats by the docks, if only to be able to dip his feet in the water underneath. eyes closed, he barely notices someone approaching him until he’s tapped on the shoulder, and he nearly falls forward.
“sorry,” he says, almost instinctively, eyes going a little wide. “i’m – sorry. is this – is this your boat?”
Dorcas knew she had a job ; she always had a job. Except this one involved sneaking around the docks and trying to find where the booze was located. Once they accomplished that, it was a matter of stealing it . . . she hadn’t stolen anything before, but she was hoping her luck would last her through the night ( good luck, that is ). The young lady tiptoed around, trying not to make noise. She could easily explain that she had been wandering around at this hour in search of a friend or something equally believable. The goal, however, was to not get caught. . . but no one said anything about distractions.
Dorcas thought she recognized the figure by the edge of the docks, slowly approaching him. This wasn’t the most ideal place to run into someone she happened to tutor, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t greet him anyway. She tapped his shoulder, nearly flinching at his reaction ; looks like she wasn’t the only one easily spooked this evening.
“Huh? Oh, no, I wish.”
“Hey Amycus, sorry for the scare, I thought I recognized you out here.”















