-Age 5-
The Captain had led her to her chambers, a large room, much bigger than anything the shy little Miqo'te had ever seen before in her short span of life thus far. There were fancy decorations and furniture adorning the room and the middle was a rectangular table. Upon it sat a feast. She had never seen so much in her days. The Captain smiled.
"Say what y'will 'bout Ramsay....th' man did fine work wit' th' meal." She motioned with a large hand to one of the empty chairs. "Sit, lass...yer hungry, I'm certain." she walked to her seat at the head of the table. Melodia looked around sheepishly and took a seat at the opposite end. The Captain stared at her with a glare and nodded. "Und'rstandable, child. Please...eat." She began to put meats and cooked vegetables onto her plate and ate as she watched Melodia still sitting silently looking blankly at the table. With a mouth full of food she spoke to the child, her tone stern, "I said eat. I'll nay ask ye again."
Melodia jumped a bit at the sharp rebuke and gathered a small amount of food onto a plate she held with trembling hands. As the ship lightly swayed she could hear the creaking wood and the bustle on the deck and saw the Captain, still staring at her as she began to eat. Melodia had no utensils and held a handful of meat to her mouth, unsure how she was to eat without a fork of some kind.
The table was slapped loudly by the Captain and she pointed at Melodia with angry eyes. "Y'eat like a bloody savage all th' time?" Melodia whimpered a weak reply, "I-I...there was no...no fork." The Captain sighed and stood, walking to her side and set a small fork next to her plate before walking back and sitting. "If there's no fork, ye ask f'r one."
The two ate in silence for some time before the Captain spoke. "Now listen here, lass. M'name is Captain Saerwyl. I run this ship. There're two simple rules here. Ye don' ask questions....an ye do what ye're tol'. Follow th' rules....and ye may live t' see another day." She stood and paced a bit. "Ye've a lit'le body, small han's. Ye'll be cleanin' where my larger crew can't. Show me ye can work and I'll let ye meet someone who c'n teach ye bet'er skills." She snapped her head back and glared hard at the little girl. "If ye disappoint me....well....ye won't disappoint me. I'm sure of it. Ye wouldn't like the alternative."
The Captain's grin was like a shark's and she spoke again, with a gentle tone. "Aye...now finish yer food. 'S time fer ye to be gettin' t' sleep. Long day tomor'ow I think."
Melodia looked down at her food and ate in silence wanting badly to cry but too afraid to even dare.
The Captain had led her to her chambers, a large room, much bigger than anything the shy little Miqo'te had ever seen before in her short span of life thus far. There were fancy decorations and furniture adorning the room and the middle was a rectangular table. Upon it sat a feast. She had never seen so much in her days. The Captain smiled.
"Say what y'will 'bout Ramsay....th' man did fine work wit' th' meal." She motioned with a large hand to one of the empty chairs. "Sit, lass...yer hungry, I'm certain." she walked to her seat at the head of the table. Melodia looked around sheepishly and took a seat at the opposite end. The Captain stared at her with a glare and nodded. "Und'rstandable, child. Please...eat." She began to put meats and cooked vegetables onto her plate and ate as she watched Melodia still sitting silently looking blankly at the table. With a mouth full of food she spoke to the child, her tone stern, "I said eat. I'll nay ask ye again."
Melodia jumped a bit at the sharp rebuke and gathered a small amount of food onto a plate she held with trembling hands. As the ship lightly swayed she could hear the creaking wood and the bustle on the deck and saw the Captain, still staring at her as she began to eat. Melodia had no utensils and held a handful of meat to her mouth, unsure how she was to eat without a fork of some kind.
The table was slapped loudly by the Captain and she pointed at Melodia with angry eyes. "Y'eat like a bloody savage all th' time?" Melodia whimpered a weak reply, "I-I...there was no...no fork." The Captain sighed and stood, walking to her side and set a small fork next to her plate before walking back and sitting. "If there's no fork, ye ask f'r one."
The two ate in silence for some time before the Captain spoke. "Now listen here, lass. M'name is Captain Saerwyl. I run this ship. There're two simple rules here. Ye don' ask questions....an ye do what ye're tol'. Follow th' rules....and ye may live t' see another day." She stood and paced a bit. "Ye've a lit'le body, small han's. Ye'll be cleanin' where my larger crew can't. Show me ye can work and I'll let ye meet someone who c'n teach ye bet'er skills." She snapped her head back and glared hard at the little girl. "If ye disappoint me....well....ye won't disappoint me. I'm sure of it. Ye wouldn't like the alternative."
The Captain's grin was like a shark's and she spoke again, with a gentle tone. "Aye...now finish yer food. 'S time fer ye to be gettin' t' sleep. Long day tomor'ow I think."
Melodia looked down at her food and ate in silence wanting badly to cry but too afraid to even dare.
