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Angrily Leonidae thrashed against the shackles and holding device that held him still. He wasn’t overly thrilled at the whole situation and it didn’t appear the other was any more impressed. He hated feeling trapped and could feel the ship pitching beneath them against the waves. Fiercely he directed his gaze at the other, while shaking the pin holding them both fast to the floor of the brig.

“A little help, maybe?” Leo asked, a sharp edge to his tone. 

“If we move it towards the side hard enough it’ll unhitch. I’ve been through this before…” he admitted, flushing slightly at the admission.

He had a bad habit of getting drunk and getting caught by less than savory people. People who weren’t fans of his line of work. He couldn’t say anything as to why the other was stuck here, but in his travels he often found that asking questions was actually more of a burden than anything. He never cared for people's pasts. He’d rather know the present... and presently he wanted freedom.