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[Light]

Vein blinks at him again, his head tilting to the side, "...I figured you wouldn't want to be laying in blood, Greyjoy. Standing up would have jarred your wound as well."

(hahaha poor Rori! Being held like a princess! Muahahaha!!!)

[CrimsonMoon]

Rori growls," You don't need to pick me up like a lady[/i[, inconsiderate prick," he snaps, his face turning red with either embarassment, blush or anger... Possibly all of the above

(Xd keheheh-)

[Light]

Realization flickers in the blue orbs, "I will... remember that... next time," he leans to set Rori on his feet. "It was the easiest way,"

(^▽^ hehe)

[CrimsonMoon]

(Italics fail xD)

Rori wobbles slightly and leans against him,"... Shut up." He growls

[Light]

(I've done it again and again XD never gets easier)

Vein immediately falls silent, and stands still as possible as the boat swayed. His head turned side to side slowly, taking in the mess the deck was in.

[CrimsonMoon]

Rori leans against him in silence,"..." He gazes after the fleet and whistles weakly

[Light]

Vein crossed his arms and closed his eyes, having examined the deck enough. He'd have to work on fighting on a boat more, later.

[CrimsonMoon]

(Hmmm... Time skiparu?)

[Light]

(Sure ^3^)

[CrimsonMoon]

-TIME . SKIP-

With the small rebellion quelled, Rori had seemed to fold into himswlf, the wound was desper then originally thought and as the fleet moved on they were to reach the Mainland and get medical attention from their Stark allies.

Rori lay in a hammock, looking deathly pale and breathing shallowly, he was staring up at the dark ceiling, listen to the occassional rasping sound of the kracken against the bottom of the ship

[Light]

Vein hardly left the room; either always curled in a corner or changing the bandaging that he didn't trust anyone else to do correctly--and not try to kill the downed heir.

Now, he was laid on his back in the floorboard, picking at his nails with his knife.

[CrimsonMoon]

Rori yawns and looks at Vein,"... What is it like? Living with the Tully's?" He asks softly, shivering

[Light]

Vein turned his head to look at Rori, and then twists onto his side. "Lots of time... To train." he said in a thoughtful tone. "...Didn't meet... Head of house... Till I was ward. Then sent to Ironborn."

[CrimsonMoon]

"... What about the land?" He asks softly

[Light]

"Green," he supplied, "large rivers... Nice to go fish... Pretty temperate..." he propped his head on his hand.

[CrimsonMoon]

Rori sighs and smiles, closing his eyes,"... I would love to invade that kind of land," he mumbles and shivers

[Light]

"you need... To not die, first." he absently rubbed at his eye, "then... Think about... Conquest..."

[CrimsonMoon]

Rori sniffs and closes his eyes,"... Do you think i am going to die, Vein?" He asks, in a very soft, almost child-like voice

[Light]

His hand paused over his eye for a moment before dropping, "... No... You won't die... Here..."

[CrimsonMoon]

"... Vein, why are you so confident about that?" He asks softly, sniffling