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One Week Later...
T smirks as he wipes his hands; another thing checked off his list. He was excited he was finally getting the robes to the hideout. It had taken a while to sneak into Senior's temple without being noticed, but he'd been able to wait the god out.
Evie had been dropping so many hints about wanting to make new clothes for Deez, but he wanted to wait to give it to her until after he and Carlos figured out how to make other cloth flame retardant. The fashionista always complained that Deez needed color in her wardrobe.
He was happy to be able to make up for everything she'd done for him since they met.
It had taken him some time to build up the balls to steal from Senior though.
He rolls his eyes. The fear had been a waste of his time.
When the imps found him he'd almost pissed himself. But then they asked what he was doing there, in Seniors temple, rather than Hyades' catacombs. They were so happy to hear their mistress was getting new clothes, and were more than eager to help.
And when the imps helped, they helped hard. He had more than enough to make a whole wardrobe for Deez and drop some off at Uma's in case of emergencies. Over all he felt rather accomplished, which was weird so early in his day.
She wasn't sure what had stirred her mother into such a good mood, but she knew better than to look a gift seahorse in the mouth. Uma grins as she does one final sweep of her quarters. Finally, she was going to get to join in teaching Deez the sword.
She hated that Deez never want to duel on the ship, but she also knew they'd already pushed her so far outside of her comfort zone. She didn't have the heart to argue over it. It just meant she never had the time to participate.
That was until tonight. Her first night off in what felt like years. Her smile nearly splits her face.
She pumps her fist triumphantly before she snaps the door open.
T turns around with a startled expression, clearly guilty about something. "Captain." He greets, "What are you doin' on your ship? That's weird for you?" He dryly teases.
Uma gives T a cocky grin as she rest one hip against the closed door behind her. "Hey T," She greets as she crosses her arms over her chest, "I'm surprised to see you here. I thought you liked joining in with the sword training on the beach."
"Usually." T agrees with a grin, "But I had other plans tonight…" He looks away sheepishly.
"Oh?" Uma shoves off the wall, "So the one night I get off you ain't even gonna be there?" She challenges.
"Well I'm almost finished- Could join ya in a few." T offers. "Just had to drop some stuff off." He adds as he starts walking towards the stairs that lead below deck.
"Do you store stuff here often?" Uma asks, dropping the teasing tone in favor of curiosity.
"Yep." T nods without batting an eyelash. "You seem to be busy…"
Uma shrugs, "For once that really ain't true."
"Which is nice," He admits with a smile grin, "But not what I was goin' for sorry- I meant too busy to use the ship's hold-" He guesses, "In general…" He clarifies.
"Ah." Uma's smile dampens, "I guess so. I've been more worried 'bout getting her patched up and seaworthy."
"Which should be your goal." T quickly agrees.
Uma tilts her head slightly as she looks up at T. He was trying awfully hard not to offend her… What was he hiding? "You doing okay there T?"
T blinks, before he nods his head. "Yep."
"Why ya acting like a couple eels swam up your pants, then?"
T shrugs, "Wasn't sure how you'd take me using your ship…"
Uma chuckles, "What kind of a pirate say no to loot and treasure being brought to her?"
"Oh." T pauses, before he beams, "Cool. Fuck yeah. That makes this a shit ton easier."
Uma lifts her brow, "How long ya been usin' my hold?" She asks curiously. And why had no one mentioned T coming and going with bags?
"How long have you had the ship?" T asks with a frown.
"That long huh?" Uma chuckles, "Come on T, did you think I was gonna flog ya or something?"
T tilts his head. "Wasn't sure where you would stand with it, honestly…" He answers after a moment. "So just tried ta avoid it all together…"
Uma lifts one eyebrow, "What are you dropping off tonight?"
T shrugs, "More robes for Deez. Figured we might be able to smother her fire with an uncut one if it came to it..."
"Really!?" Uma brightens. First T had helped her get the ship safe for Hyades to board, and now he was adding a layer of security. "Better watch out or I'll make you my quartermaster."
T blinks, "I have no idea what that is…But that sounds like peopleing so I'm good." He grins at her. "Want me to drop off one in your room just in case?"
Uma rolls her eyes, "Sure…" She takes a step to the side as she runs her tongue over her teeth. Rejection, even when the offer was half teasing, it still stung.
T slides past her and goes to pull out a long length of new cloth from the bag. Which he then folds properly, much to Uma' surprise. The kid was a walking contradiction.
"So… Just outta curiosity…" Uma hesitates a moment as she inspects her nails, "What makes you not want ta join?"
T pauses the folding as he turns to look at Uma with a raised brow. "Doubt we have matching answers." He responds after a moment's thought.
"I ain't asking her," Uma points out, "I'm asking you."
"Oh…" T frowns as he continues folding. "Then vulnerability, I guess..." He responds absently.
Uma tilts her head, that wasn't the answer she'd expected. "Who's?"
"Either?" T shrugs, "Both make me uncomfortable." He finishes folding the cloth before he places it on Uma's desk.
"Huh…" Uma purses her lips to the side. "You know, being ah part of something bigger than yourself don't make you vulnerable."
"Beg to differ." T scoffs with a frown. "And the idea of being a part of something bigger than myself-" He adds with a shrug, "I'm still tryna figure out who the fuck I am-" He stops himself, "Let alone help other people-" His eyes narrow, "Most of which I don't like."
"I don't like it," Uma shrugs, "But I guess I don't have to."
"Accurate-" T agrees, "But when has that stopped you before?"
"Never." Uma chuckles, "Look, I don't mind ya storing shit on my ship, just don't complain if some of it gets used."
"Why would I care if you used it-" T blinks, "That's kinda the point."
Uma blinks, "You lost me." Was the kid gathering stuff for her?
"How? Or when?" T looks around confused.
Uma rolls her eyes, "Are you saying the stuff you're storing is for me to use?"
"Well yeah, it's your ship." T agrees slowly in confusion.
"And why did you think I'd be mad again?"
"I didn't ask." T blinks, "And it's your ship." He explains simply. "Duh."
"You make yourself plenty useful, so I really don't mind ya coming and going." Uma shrugs, "Wish you'd join, but stay useful and I'll keep ya around."
T drops his eyes to his boots as he shifts awkwardly. It was weird the offer would come twice in a row. Were they not just fucking with him when they asked that? He blanches at the idea. That could never fucking work. They'd be all up his ass once they noticed the curfew- Which he knew they would. They'd be up his ass about his past. They'd be up his ass about everything. None of which he wanted them to know or answer or even acknowledge himself.
Uma slowly runs her tongue over her lips. The kid had been pretty useful, she had to give him that. Even if he did drive her crazy with his antics at times. But more than that, T had been there for Hyades. A lot. And Gil… And that meant something to her. She looks T over again before her eyes dart over to the barest hint of the setting sun. "Look-"
"I'm sure you have better things to do with your one night off a year." T stops her, "S'not like I ever dip out for long- Go have fun and I'll meet up with ya later or something…"
Uma hesitates, torn between taking the opportunity to ask T herself why he'd been so worried about Hyades, and just letting it go for now so she could go enjoy time with her whole family. She bites her bottom lip, "Fine. See ya at the beach then." If Harry and Gil didn't know anything, she doubted she'd get better answers when all she really wanted to do was leave.
T nods, before he completely disappears down the steps being swallowed by darkness.
"Don't ya need a lantern." She calls out with a frown.
"Nah." T's voice echoes back. "It's more fun this way."
Such a weird kid. She shakes her head before she turns to the gangplank. If she ran, she could get there in fifteen minutes. She pauses on the plank.
If she swam… She could probably make it in ten. She grins as she kicks her boots off. Her family was going to be so surprised to see her.
So did we deliver on this chapter? Do you love Uma as much as we do? Do you like our version of her? What group do you think you would meld better with on the isle? Do you think D or T will ever join a gang? If so which ones? Speaking of our two emotionally stunted OC's and gangs, how did are you guys liking their interactions with the Dragon and Kraken? Whose your favorite pairing to read? If your willing to answer, why? Better question, are we doing Mal and Uma justice?
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