young & a menace

If Sweet pea’s life wasn’t a complete mess before showing up in this messed up version of zombie slayer; now he was really in the deep. After a week of being alone, fighting for any answer on what was going on and how he was supposed to get home and failing at all of it he finally was starting to lose it. Lost and alone he came across some food that he quickly claimed as his all until he realized a set of eyes locking onto his. “Look, if it’s yours then learn to keep an eye on your crap, if not then I suggest you move on.”

   this place had quickly turned into the isle right before harry’s own eyes. fighting for survival, rations, and every little thing a person needed had been his entire life. now, here he was, dealing with the dead roaming the earth on top of everything else. suffice to say, the first mate wasn’t surprised when people tried to claim things that didn’t belong to them. he had dealt with it enough throughout his life to know that every little thing was needed. glancing at the other, eyes narrowed as he pointed his hook. “ye are talkin’ tae the wrong person, mate. i ain’t one tae mess with, an’ i sure as ‘ell ain’t opposed tae killin’ people for resources. those belong to me and my cap’n.”

– & There’s no doubt in her mind that while her and Harry were here, the crew would be able to carry on with the knowledge that she had instilled within them. They were savy enough, Uma believes. Not only that but if Gil is with them, he’ll provide a good judgement. Unlike most people thinking he’s rather daft, Uma and Harry both know better. That being said, she would continue to worry about them until she found out the truth about what was happening back home; if she ever did. But it’s with that same train of thought that Uma needs to find them a place to hold domain in, Harry’s search early in the day is a good start.

“Perhaps.” Uma nods in confirmation, though there’s a smile creeping its way back onto her features before she’s leaning forward to press a soft kiss to his forehead. “Always, huh?” It’s something that’s been unspoken between them for as long as Uma can recall, their fates will always be entwined together. “That’s a mighty long time, Harry – you sure you got that in you?”

   no matter what happens, they were always going to be together. through thick and then, that was how it was between them. they had been together for so many years, harry couldn’t even imagine life without uma at his side. it was nearly impossible to even think it. a small smile began to form, arms slipping around her waist in order to hold her. harry always did enjoy being as close to uma as possible. being without her had always been difficult for the first mate. after all, she was one of the only ones who could reach him in his worse moments. “ye know i got it in me,” he responded. “i ain’t ‘bout to go anywhere.”

– & Ultimately this place had proven to be about on par with that of the Isle when it came to being forced into one place with no say or how. Of course there’s also the fact that there’s now monsters roaming around, of course Uma isn’t all that worried about her safety nor Harry’s. They can easily take care of themselves and of others should the need arise. “Good, I’ll want to go and search them out tomorrow.”

It’s hard to believe that once upon a time not so long ago the two of them had kept their feelings hidden, that they believed it was right. “I don’t know if the others will ever be brought here or not,” the captain breathes out as hands dip down to grip his and bring them to her lap, lacing their fingers together gently. “And ship or no ship, I vow to remain by your side.”

   that was perfectly fine with harry. he was more than willing to do whatever his captain wanted to do. besides, it as important to have as much territory as possible now. things were starting to go downhill, it would be important to hold some sort of power. he was hardly worried, though. not when he and uma were together. nothing was going to stand in their way no matter what it may be. even the monsters roaming about were nothing.

harry hums softly, giving a gentle squeeze to the hand holding his own. though he missed the crew, a part of him was glad they weren’t here. not when all of this was occurring with those things around. the isle of the lost was hardly safe, but it was better than here. “maybe it’s better they stay where they are,” he murmured softly. “at least they don’t gotta deal with those things. whatever comes, i will always be by yer side. ain’t nothin’ gonna change that.”

the blonde looked up at him with slightly furrowed brows. “a kid who cut his hand off? well, that doesn’t seem fair.” but luna suspected there was more to it. it seemed there was always more to it. “it’s a country,” she explained. “but it’s beautiful.”

   harry nodded. he had heard the tale many times from his own father, after all. “aye, that is what happened. an’ the boy tossed it tae croc that got a taste for ‘im. can’t say i really blame anyone for gettin’ all pissed off over somethin’ like that.” though, he had only ever heard one side of the story. it was all he knew. “tell me more ‘bout this place.”

“isle of the lost?” she repeated curiously, tipping her head. “that doesn’t sound very nice. what qualifies someone as a villain exactly anyway?” she asked she supposed voldemort was one. but how did one categorise that so calmly. “i’m from ireland.”

   “aye,” he responded with a nod. “well, the heroes qualified jus’ ‘bout anyone that wronged them in same way. they wanted tae punish ‘em all. me father went after this brat after the child cut his ‘and off. an’ he was labeled a villain for that.” it was always an area of bitterness for harry. “ireland?? i ain’t ever heard o’ that place before.”

– & She’s silent as he speaks if only to give him the floor with any information he’d picked up, anything that could help them in the long run. Things they could turn into their own sanctuary, a safe haven within the town. It’s not like stealing was above them, ether. “Right.” Uma nods, “Think you could find them again if I wanted to see them later?” As much as she trusts Harry, she definitely wants to scope them out for her own judgement. “We need to build up numbers as well, it’ll make things easier the longer we stay here.”

Slowly her ministrations within his hair falter all together in favor of her moving to sit in his lap, straddling him with ease as hands fall to his shoulders gently. “Whatever the outcome is, we’re in this together, savy?” New world and new adventures, they were all they had and Uma would be DAMNED if anything or anyone came between that.

  he’s not remotely phased by the question. harry had already figured she would want to scope out the areas herself as captain. ultimately, the decision was hers to make at the very end. “’course i can, cap’n. i made sure tae memorize exactly where they were.” that would be the easy part. the harder part might be getting recruits in this town. he wasn’t certain how many people would be like them around here. “we can start lookin’ who tae recruit.”

   his attention shifted focus once she was on his lap, head tilting up to meet her gaze. “aye, cap’n. i got no plans tae be apart from ye in this place. whatever happens, we’ll do it together.” no matter what was thrown at them. that was a promise that harry could easily keep.

– & The reassurance that Harry offers is nothing short of flattery. Uma has definitely made some mistakes during her leadership but she’s ALWAYS made up for them instantly. Her crew was the only real family she had and because of that, she would do anything for them; kill even. Which she’d proven more than once back on the Isle. Harry was certainly no exception to that ether. “Fair enough.” She offers in turn, body moving to lean against his own gently a hand moving up to thread into his dark locks. “Any locations prove worth while?” Some place that perhaps they could take over, rule as their own.

    a soft sigh escaped him once the hand began to thread through his locks. the movement was always one that could calm him down even when he was in one of his more agitated stages. he mulled over the areas that he had been going around to, giving a small nod. “ a few. a lot of ‘em have more resources than others. thought they would be the best tae take over an’ all.” that was always the goal. find land, and take it over. they were pirates, after all.

“where did you come from?” luna asked curiously, interested in hearing why this place might be better than somewhere before. 

   “it’s called the isle ‘o the lost. all the villains were put there by the heroes, an’ they jus’ kept us there like trash. ain’t a pretty place, that’s fer sure. ye gotta fight tae survive.” it wasn’t the sort of place where a person could be weak no matter their age. “where are ye from??”

(¸.• ♛ → “This place is an actual mess” She muttered to herself now looking around until she heard some steps, Hope put herself in position to attack and use her magic just in case, always it was good to be just prepare for  all of this, obviously “Who’s there?”

    that was beyond an understatement. this place had turned into a hellish nightmare, one that was worse than where he had grown up. harry had thought it impossible for a place to be worse than the isle, yet here he was. tilting his head at the question, harry let out a low chuckle. “ain’t one of those dead things walkin’ ‘round, that’s fer sure.”

– & This place is a literal breath of fresh air, if they’re able to remain here as long as possible you bet your ass that Uma intends to do just that. “Oh..” She breathes out slowly, “I miss them too.” How could she not? More than that, she misses Gil. Misses the friendships she had created back there, the strength in numbers that they held. “Don’t think it will be. If we’re careful and keep a watch on it all we should be fine.” Uma nods because she believes it strongly, she’s going to protect Harry no matter what of course; and she knows he’d do the same for her.

Dear old home. God, she hopes it doesn’t become like that. Sure this place had it’s positive but the negatives were far less than back home, Uma can’t imagine what she’d do if it became a literal prison like the Isle. “I’m the Captain.” Uma beams widely, studying him from across the way. “I have to be.” There’s a sense of pride welling in her chest as she straightens against the sofa, lips still pressed into a wide grin before she’s gesturing for him to find a spot beside her on the sofa. “Tell me, Harry – have you found anything out?” A pause, “Or met anyone interesting?”

   at least she feels the same way he does about them. not that he had doubted she wouldn’t. uma was the captain, after all. being without a crew could get disorienting. “aye, i know. maybe they’ll start showin’ their faces ‘round this place soon enough.” that was all the two of them could hope for, at least. he really did miss them all. “we got that. we’ll be all fine, i know it. ain’t gonna worry ‘bout the whole thing.” they would figure things out just like they always did. harry had absolutely no doubts of that. 

   seeing her beaming, he lets out a small chuckle. she was the captain, and he couldn’t be happier to follow her as first mate. harry would do absolutely anything for her, and the crew. no matter what the cost may be. “ye are truly the best an’ we don’t deserve ye. but lucky us, we got ye.” and he couldn’t be happier about that. he smiles slowly as he pushes himself off the wall and saunters over to the couch, plopping down beside her with a dramatic sigh. “ah -- not really. been lookin’ ‘roung the town more than anythin’ else. thought it would be useful that we know where tae go an’ how.”

– & If you take away the domestic feel and bring in wooden planks and the smell of salt water, it’s just like any other time they’ve plotted together. A very familiar scene to anyone back on the Isle, let alone to herself and the crew. All that was missing was literally the crew, which she tries her hardest not to dwell upon. “Mmm don’t count this place short.” Although there were parts of this town that had Uma uncomfortably restless, it was much nicer than the isle. Actual food for one, proper water systems. “Aye.” A nod of her head before she’s continuing, excitement evident on her tone. “Whatever this sickness is it ain’t touched us yet so it can’t be all that bad. Might only effect those from this place, if we’re lucky.”

Yes, she certainly had come back with more information that she’d originally expected to have. After all it’d taken this long to find out what she had, piece by piece and it often didn’t come so quickly together. “I also met a woman from a place where there are clans, something akin to the Isle – people fighting for land and freedom. Shit sounds like deja vu, doesn’t it?” Of course there’s plenty of other people around town that she hasn’t quite gotten the chance to interaction with. Though the promise of magic lurking means that perhaps there’s a way of getting home.

   he didn’t want to count this place short whenever it was better than the isle. at least they didn’t have to always fight to survive. here, they didn’t have to hide a damn thing between themselves. it was a relief, truly. as though a huge weight had been lifted from their shoulders. “i know. it’s better than the isle an’ i am glad for that. really, but i miss the crew. an’ our ship.” but otherwise, the place was good. harry would like to stay here for as long as possible. “guess we just gotta keep an eye on the whole thing. can’t be too difficult. hopefully it ain’t gonna get any worse.”

   people here were certainly interesting. they all seemed to come from so many different places. the first mate did enjoy learning about all of that. though, he was just glad to be somewhere else. “sounds like our dear ol’ home,” he responded with a small snort. “look at ye gettin’ all o’ this stuff done. the best cap’n ‘round, that’s fer sure.”

she shrugged, “i’m not at home and i didn’t pick it. so i suppose that could either be an adventure or a nightmare. i think i’d rather it be an adventure.” she explained, “what do you see it as?”

   “guess it all depends where ye come from an’ all. i’d rather be ‘ere than back where i come from.” even if the place wasn’t much better, but at least it wasn’t constant survival. “i would say an adventure as well, aye. could be interestin’.”

– & Truthfully if the bay in Blackpool had been large enough for her boat Uma would have felt a lot better in this place, unfortunately it wasn’t and they hadn’t found themselves here with the Lost Revenge. Instead they had to make themselves comfortable with whatever they could and frankly this town house was better than a lot of places back on the isle; comfortable too. Oddly domestic, mind you. It made her feel like she was in Auradon or something, it was almost enough to send her into a guilt trip but in the end? Didn’t they deserve something good for once, even if it came with odd situations. Of course it wasn’t exactly a perfect match, what with the blockades and military people, and people popping up out of nowhere.

“So !“ She’s all but falling onto the sofa in the living room, eyes wide and wicked grin pressed to full lips; a standard expression when somethings finally going right. "This town has been slowly diminishing in number for a few weeks now, people getting sick and dying shit like that. Aint’ sure if it’s something contagious or not though, but it certainly isn’t affecting us yet.” Shit, she felt brilliantly lately. A hell of a lot better than she’d felt back home, granted they had also suffered one hell of a loss against Mal and plotting revenge took a lot of will power out of her. “I also know that there’s other people here with magic, Harry.”

    he regards uma with a wicked gleam in his eyes, absolutely pleased to see his captain in such a good mood. maybe this wasn’t exactly the ideal place to be, but they weren’t back on the isle. that was the important thing. though, there was a flicker of guilt as he thought back to gil and the rest of the crew that still had to be trapped there without them. being brought here hadn’t been their choice -- it had just happened. without warning. leaning back against the wall, harry keeps his gaze locked on uma, finger idly moving along his hook.

   “sounds like we got out o’ one shit hole only tae wind back up in another one,” he remarked. clearly something was going on here, with what had been found out. it didn’t sound good, that was for sure. frowning, harry tilted his head up, arms slipping across his chest. “guess we’re good if it ain’t done anything tae us. think it would ‘ave by now, so guess we don’t gotta worry ‘bout that, then.” his brow arched at her words, eyes gleaming. “other magic users?? well, well ain’t that an interestin’ lil’ tid bit o’ information. ye learned a lot, cap’n.”

“you know, i always wanted to be sent on an adventure.” notwithstanding hogwarts anyway, which had been a big adventure of itself. “this wasn’t entirely what i had in mind, but i find that almost nothing ever is what i had in mind.” even despite the topic being quite serious, luna’s voice was bright and airy, obviously upbeat despite the circumstances.

   “i mean, sure, if yer gonna consider this tae be an adventure.” why the hell not. harry supposed that was one way to deal with the odd situation. at least he was off of the isle. that was really the only thing he cared about. “ain’t really the glass half full type o’ guy, but i get it.”

 – & Just as the days blended together back on the isle, it’s begun to happen in Blackpool. Although she’s certain if she really thought about it, she could recall just how long she and Harry had been in this place; but she doesn’t want to think about it. Doesn’t want to think about the fact that she doesn’t have her ship here, or the fact that the crew isn’t here – or that Gil is nowhere to be found. Because the second that she falls down that rather dark hole  Uma knows that she’ll be stuck there until something drastic changes, or Harry manages to wake her out of it. 

 Which is why she’s made it her mission to find out more information about this town, in hope that it’ll provide some kind of relief for them. A sense of comfort, perhaps. “H A R R Y !!” His name is off the tongue in loud format as she moves around the townhouse that she’d all but broken into and called their own, because shit didn’t look like anyone lived there anyways – or anyone cared for that matter. “I’ve got some information about the town, not a lot but it’s something.”

@thefirstmate​

   while it may have been nice to actually be off the isle, things still felt a bit uneasy around this place. harry couldn’t exactly put a finger on it yet, but he knew something was off. he was waiting for the pin to drop, curious to see just what would happen once it finally did. due to that, the first mate felt tense, on edge most of the time.it was difficult to make plans whenever no one really knew why they were in this town, or how they had gotten here. or even how to get the hell out of it. really, it was all just a bit annoying. at least they had found a place to stay for the time being until things were figured out.

  glancing up at the voice, harry perked up instantly, a slow grin beginning to spread. he moved towards the voice, eyebrow quirking curiously at uma’s words. “i think jus’ about anythin’ at this point will help us out. what did ye find, cap’n??”

– & There’s something different about the person before her, though it’s not just their scent, something unique about them. Moro isn’t all that sure what it is, perhaps that’s why she’s found herself staring at the other being for a good ten minutes, perfectly perched a few feet away from them; every movement tracked by dark orbs.

   a sigh escaped harry as the staring only seemed to continue. where he was from, people didn’t stare. that could get someone killed, or injured. people tended to mind their own business, or cause some sort of trouble. but here she was, just staring. coming to a stop, the pirate turned around, eyes narrowing. “what the ‘ell are ye staring’ at, eh?? i can feel it.”