Wings of Ivalice [[Rated R (ARR)]]

Eventually Enric just couldn't stay in bed and he sneaked out, tucking the blanket around Theory to make up for the lost warmth. "Morning Elle," he waved vaguely, wandering to the bathroom even as he ignored the naked Ruyine.

Ruyine started, opening his eyes and looked around sleepily before working his way to the cabins to collapse on a bed.

He curled up under the covers as he went back to sleep, plotting a certain half-viera's fate.

As he finally reached the door to the Treasure room, Elleron placed his hand on the scanner before it beeped and opened the door. A smirk quickly appeared on his face as the bounty from his previous pirating expeditions glimmered in the light.

"Diamonds, Emeralds, Gil and more.. Shimmering shinys all of them fought for. The guards have lost while I have won..." The half-viera sang as he walked through the door, which stayed opened because he had yet to reprogram it so it would shut after he entered.

Theory snuggled into the blanket, still smelling Enrics smell on it. Even with the blanket, it wasn't the same as having the thief next to him so the boy awoke, his yellow eyes being welcomed by the sunrise.

Looking in the mirror, Enric laughed; he looked like crap, no two ways about it. The bruise marks were lighter, but still purple, and his left eye was red. All the same, he laughed as he cleaned his teeth and face.

"I'll be my pretty self in no time," he snorted before returning to the cabin and seeing the wakened Theory. "Hey."

Enric rubbed the back of his head, "Got an elemental mad at me last night." He leaned over and took the jacket, playfully cloaking it over Theory's head. "It'll be better later, I promise. Anyway, let's get breakfast, I'm hungry."

Ruyine woke up and stretched, keeping the blanket from the bed around himself as he exited the cabins to go look for Elleron.

He smirked when he saw the backside of the half-viera in the treasure room. He seemed to be too busy with his shinies to notice anyone come into the room.

Ruyine crept up behind the captain and pulled down his pants, hurriedly taking off before Elle knew what was going on.

"Mmkay..." The boy said, to both the fact that Enric would get better and the food. Taking the jacket off of his head, Theory slid off of the bed and stretched, a few of the stitches on his torso moved with the skin, the scars below them were deep and ragged as if they hadn't been cut with a knife.

Elleron had just picked up a Diamond to examen it when Ruyine pulled down his pants. A sudden sense of 'What the fuck' hit him, stalling him a few seconds before he pulled up his pants and looked behind him. Finding no one, he peered outside the door and saw the half-orc running away. With a frown, Elleron held the Diamond in his hand before throwing it, with insane aim, at Ruyines back.

Enric couldn't help but glance at the scars and frown. Whoever had dared to treat Theory like that...if Enric ever met any of them, he'd give them a taste of his fists. He gritted his teeth at the thought for a second, not noticing how the bruisemarks seemed to temporarily darken.

He took a deep breath and reminded himself that that was over and Theory was on the ship now for good. "Come on," he said again, heading for the galley.

Ruyine tried to dodge the diamond but it ended up hitting his ass anyway which caused the half-orc to squeal a little.

He looked back at Elleron with a playful smile on his face and got some whipped cream from the kitchen, tossing a can of the stuff to Elle before he ran at him with a spray of white foamy liquid.

Elleron's eyes went wide. He had forgotten about the can of whipped cream that was in the galley. "Fuck..." He muttered before diving out of the treasure room, which automatically closed after he got out, and into the room across from it which was an empty room used for random things.

Theory blinked a few times as he watched the other two fight, his mind couldn't wrap around why they were fighting in such a way. Let alone waisting food.

Enric saw the whipped cream and started to laugh all over again, partially at the way they were fighting and partially at Theory's confusion. "It's, um," he tried to figure out a way to explain that Theory would understand. "Playing," he said finally. Briefly, the thought of Theory ducking from whipped cream flitted through his head.

Ruyine dove after Elleron, laughing and spraying at him.

"Get back here!"

Theory blinked, "Oh...okay..." He said before turning back to Enric.

"You better clean this up!" Elleron shouted as he dodged a few shots though when he got trapped in a corner he ended up getting some whipped cream on his naked torso.

"So, Theory," Enric said mildly. "You want some coffee?" Someone had been a good enough person to make coffee, right? He hoped, desperately in the need of a wakeup. "Want some toast?"

"Yes, as soon as we're done!" Ruyine smirked widely and tackled Elleron, spraying the whipped cream all over him.

"If you don't know what coffee is, you prob'ly won't like it," Enric decided, chuckling as he went through the galley and grabbed some bread to toast. "You still sleepy? You were out all last night."

"Ruyine, stop!" Elleron shouted, trying to block the spray of the cream with his hand, his face allready covered in it.

"Mm? Oh yeah... I just never slept on a bed..." Theory said as he followed Enric before sitting on a chair in the galley.

"That makes two of us," he said, handing over some bread.

He watched Ruyine and Elle fight and grinned to himself. "Someone's gonna have to lick that up and it ain't gonna be me!"

"Okay, okay." Ruyine stopped and put the can down, beginning to lick Elleron's face to clean off the whipped cream.

Theory took the bread and started eating it, not caring if there was anything on it or not. He was just hungry.

Elleron's face went beat red, "H-hey..." He muttered, putting one hand on Ruyines shoulder as his face was licked.

"Mmm?" Ruyine looked into Elle's eyes, still licking his face.

Enric looked at Theory contemplatively, wondering if Ruyine had the right idea, before taking a bite of his own food. Theory probably made cute squeaking noises.

Elleron blushed even more, his heart pounding so fast that he thought it was going to leap out of his throat. "Y-your teasing me....a-aren't you...?" He asked, his ears tilted back against his brunette hair.

Theory continued to eat the bread, looking as if he was a little kid with a candybar as he ate.