it's a dark philosophy / achromatic

Shit, he thought, as he held Rose's hand tightly, the water whipping around grasping the man who had tried to threaten her. Oh he was going to kill him. Mars' own thoughts weren't far from Jack's; anyone who threatened his crew. Like it or not, Rose was part of it now. Jack was already holding a blade, stalking towards the other man, but as Mars moved forward, the man hung back. 

"How dare you," he seethed, slamming a foot into the man's chest, "you fucking light fairies think you can fool us so easy huh? I could've forgiven you for your little stunt with the ship since no one's hurt, but this..." 

A ball of water was floating dangerously close to the other man's face. "You're not much of a sailor, Bradley," he sneered, "but you ever wonder what it feels like to drown? They say it's a pretty horrible death, you just have to wait until the water gets in your lungs and there's no hope for you anymore, but you'll just keep....fighting....it."

The man's glare didn't waver, but there was now a tinge of fear as the ball of water neared his face. "You're not going to kill me," he stated, "you're too soft for that shit." 

He chuckled. "You must not know me much if that's what you think," he mused, "maybe if you apologize to my friend over there, and she doesn't want you dead, I'll think about sparing you. Better start grovelling." 

With that, the water began to force itself down the man's throat.

It was tempting to watch the man drown. People like Bradley were the reason why the poor stayed poor. He was a traitor in more ways than one; the fact that he got rich off of tricking other sailors and pirates into mistakes and the fact that he sold people out for the sake of money...he was a terrible person and frankly, he hated everything the man stood for. 

Yet, when Rose touched his arm, the anger dissipated and he stopped, pulling back his magic, only to look at the young woman with a concerned expression. "Okay," he replied quietly as he took a step back. 

"You should thank her for sparing you today," Mars' voice was cold, "and trust me, if I ever see you again, I might not be so nice. Just remember, it isn't that easy to kill me, asshole, and I trust Jack will let the others know what happened today, hm?" 

Jack turned to Mars with a smirk. "Oh they already know," he sneered, spitting on the other man coughing on the ground, "if he's anywhere on our docks, he'll wish he was dead." 

Mars nodded, before turning to leave, holding Rose's hand still as they stepped back out into the street and into the fray of things. He turned to Rose with a frown. "Hey, you okay?" he spoke softly, "I'm sorry I put you in danger, I didn't think he'd stoop so low." 

He frowned. "I'm sorry," he replied, "I didn't know you felt it too. I should've been more careful." A sigh left his mouth as he scratched his head, thinking over what had just happened. Sometimes things just got messy, even if Mars didn't intend them to. He was lucky today; Bradley never did have the guts to do anything, but he knew eventually, his luck would run out one of these days.


"Are there ways to block out people's thoughts?" he mused, "like some mind fairy technique to pick and choose what you want to listen to?" 

Mars seemed to mull over her answer. "You ever think of leaving Maline and I dunno, look for a mentor or something?" he offered, "I know Lacaille has some kind of school for fairies, but Nyre too...that's where all the other mind fairies are, right? I could take you there if you want, help you with your training and all." 

He gave her hand a squeeze. "Do you want me to walk you home?" he offered, "if not, there's always a room for you on my ship. Consider yourself an honorary member of the crew, if you don't want to be a full member, that is." 

"Sure," he had a wide grin on his face. He initially assumed she'd take more convincing, but it was nice that she already wanted to come along. The walk wasn't long, and the glow of the tavern seemed warm and welcoming. 

"So...will I see you again tomorrow?" he piped up, a smile still on his face.

He grinned. "I'll take that as a yes," he hummed, leading Rose inside with a chuckle. As he sat down with Rose and Adelphie, he listened to them chat, eating his fish and chips in peace. He chuckled at the questions and at Rose's answers, glad to simply listen. 

Before long, dinner was over, and Mars was saying a farewell to Rose and Adelphie, heading back to the ship. 

The next morning, he was at the stall once more, waiting for Rose to appear. 

He laughed, eyes brightening as he caught sight of Rose. "Oh, I think we both know what I'm here for," he teased, before sitting down on the second chair of the stall. "So....did you make up your mind? What did Adelphie say?"

He laughed. "Did you tell her your dashing young sailor was a pirate?" he mused, before looking out to the coastline, not far away. The skies were clear and blue, barely a wisp of cloud ahead. 

"Well we're going to Lacaille to deliver some goods to a friend of mine, and the weather's good this week. Not a storm cloud in sight; the sooner we leave, the better at this rate, but we can wait if you need more time. I've set up a room for you already; trust me, you wouldn't want to share the common room with the lads." A chuckle left his mouth. The boys were fun, but they really were rowdy sometimes.