The Child Assassin

"You’re pointless" he sighed. A mix between shock and annoyance crossed the youngers features when he was suddenly lifted up. "What the hell are you doing!?" he snapped, resisting the urge to kick him. "The only dangerous thing here is the knife I’m gonna shove up your ass!" he spat. He then growled again, but didn’t do anything. He calmed himself down and let out a barely audible sigh. "Fine" he mumbled.

"And yet you’re the one stuck with me." He laughed, and shifted the other on his shoulders. He didn’t seem to mind the threats and everything, just waiting for the other to calm down from the suddenness of it. "Better now?" He asked, looking up at the younger while he walked down the path. He didn’t seem to care about getting hurt at all himself, but he did care about the safety of others. "See… this way, you have those strings… you can see where people are coming from easier, and if they do try to attack, you can see it and get away easier. I don’t really care about myself… but I know I won’t die here… or anytime soon."

"Ah yes thank you for that wonderful pool of wisdom" he sighed quietly. This person was to nice, to friendly, Ja'far couldn't understand him at all. How could someone even be that nice? All nice got you was killed in this world. Yet thats all he seemed to be, was a big pile of nice. It was kind of disturbing. "I'm only with you because I try to keep my word" he growled. "I promise to accompany you for awhile, then I'll kill you and return to my people"

"It seems pointless to me" he sighed, this male was to happy for this tastes so far. How could anyone even be that happy? He looked back at where they came from and realized he could probably just kill the male while he wasn’t expecting it. But despite being a killer Ja’far tried to be someone of his word. He said he’d go with him and he would. But as soon as the time came he’d be rid of him finally. "I’m not an adventurer, I’m an assassin" he replied dryly.

"It’s not pointless." He repeated and started off down the road they were going to take, but not before pausing and picking up the other to set him on his shoulders, not even caring for the other’s protests at all as he held onto the kid’s legs. "Then the assassin should be the best lookout for danger. Besides… It’s more fun higher up." He smiled then continued walking down the road. "I think we should take a boat out somewhere… wherever they want to take us… depends on which one is in the harbour, I guess." He hummed.

"You're pointless" he sighed. A mix between shock and annoyance crossed the youngers features when he was suddenly lifted up. "What the hell are you doing!?" he snapped, resisting the urge to kick him. "The only dangerous thing here is the knife I'm gonna shove up your ass!" he spat. He then growled again, but didn't do anything. He calmed himself down and let out a barely audible sigh. "Fine" he mumbled.

I fully accept this headcanon. Like… He’s walking off somewhere with a big thing on his back that looks like a bag made of rags, and other travelers are like ‘here, let me help you, boy.’ and Sinbad’s just like ‘nah, he doesn’t like other people touching me.’ and over his shoulder, it’s Ja’far with the bags on his back, just glaring at the people, and Sin’s acting like this is a completely normal thing to happen.

From: 053348 To: daggers-in-the-dark Jafar proceeds to continue wearing the bows sinbad tied onto him for holiday reasons for the rest of the day while trying to assassinate him. happy holidays.

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"That seems pointless to me" Ja’far sighed, looking over his shoulder at the map. "Outdated? For sure it is, I don’t need a map anyways" he grunted. "Just pick a direction and see where it takes you, I don’t care" the assassin rolled his eyes. What an idiot not even knowing where they were heading.

"It’s not pointless! You just don’t understand the point of it yet." He laughed and rolled up the map and tucked it back into his bag before looking ahead. "Well… That’s the way we came from, so I guess we’ll go this way." He smiled and pointed down the less-traveled path that he wanted to go down. "We’ll make an adventurer out of you yet, Ja’far~"

"It seems pointless to me" he sighed, this male was to happy for this tastes so far. How could anyone even be that happy? He looked back at where they came from and realized he could probably just kill the male while he wasn't expecting it. But despite being a killer Ja'far tried to be someone of his word. He said he'd go with him and he would. But as soon as the time came he'd be rid of him finally. "I'm not an adventurer, I'm an assassin" he replied dryly.

"That seems pointless to me" Ja’far sighed, looking over his shoulder at the map. "Outdated? For sure it is, I don’t need a map anyways" he grunted. "Just pick a direction and see where it takes you, I don’t care" the assassin rolled his eyes. What an idiot not even knowing where they were heading.

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"Hello again. Sorry about the electricity and the foot to the stomach when me met…. but you should give up on killing me."

"You really don’t look ten at all." He commented, and the earlier frown turned into a wide grin. "Why not? Worst that happens is you try to kill me again and fail… best thing that happens… you learn a thing or two outside of just killing. Either way, it’s a win-win scenario." He laughed a bit and went over to ruffle the other’s hair. "And… you look better without the bandages… the freckles really suit you. C’mon. I’m just about to head out to port."

"I'm young-looking for my age" he said simply, wondering how the other could grin so freely. "Win-win? If you say so" he sighed quietly. When he ruffled his hair the boy glared at him. He quietly put a hand to his face when he mention the freckles on his face. "Fine, whatever" he replied calmly, following the other. "Also, just so we're on a name basis...my name is Ja'far, if I haven't said that already"

"Hello again. Sorry about the electricity and the foot to the stomach when me met…. but you should give up on killing me."

"My age? How old do you think I am?" okay, he was 10…but that didn’t matter much. He then chuckled again "Surprise me, give me something that you think a ‘kid my age’ would like or need"

"hmm…" He had to actually get a good look at the other, and circled around him slowly. "…. eight?" He took a wild guess, and he was probably far off, but he was at least being honest. That’s how old he looked. He thought about it for a while, and any kid, while older or younger, needed something… and he smiled when he came up with an answer and held out his hand. "Well…. what about an adventure with a friend? Seeing things you haven’t seen before… stepping out of your element for new experiences and new people? Who knows? I mean… worst that happens is you enjoy it… if not… you can go back to trying and killing me."

"So you want me to come with you?" he blinked. He then sighed "I don't see why not...entertain me then before I kill you" he slipped the bandages from his face, his mouth formed a calm and annoyed line. He also had freckles dusting his face that had been covered by it. "Humor me"

"Hello again. Sorry about the electricity and the foot to the stomach when me met…. but you should give up on killing me."

"Murderer? Thats cruel" he replied. But the boy then held his hand out "I’ll tell you what…you give me something of value and I leave you alone" he smirked behind the bandages. "I’m a reasonable guy, I make trades…your life for something I can find valuable…"

"Not really cruel, but… it’s not right for a kid your age." He frowned and looked at the hand, raising an eyebrow at it. "I don’t really have anything of value, really." He pointed to the hand and just raised an eyebrow, but… he wasn’t going to let this opportunity pass up. "Besides, what I find ‘Valuable’ and what you find valuable may be two totally different things… you’re going to have to say what you want… and I’ll consider it."

"My age? How old do you think I am?" okay, he was 10...but that didn't matter much. He then chuckled again "Surprise me, give me something that you think a 'kid my age' would like or need"

"Hello again. Sorry about the electricity and the foot to the stomach when me met…. but you should give up on killing me."

"But you wouldn’t understand that. You’ve never had to do this stuff, have you?" Ja’far questioned. "Its actually your own loss…"

"You need new hobbies." He deadpanned, and pointed at the other. "And it’s not my loss at all… and I would rather not start with being a murderer anytime soon."

"Murderer? Thats cruel" he replied. But the boy then held his hand out "I'll tell you what...you give me something of value and I leave you alone" he smirked behind the bandages. "I'm a reasonable guy, I make trades...your life for something I can find valuable..."

"My caretakers are nearby" he was the leader of his clan, he didn't need caretakers.