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Tarea stared at her in surprise as she walked over, taking his hands and wringing them as they were undone. Obviously more than a flash of methods of escape came to mind, yet he knew he couldn't do it alone. Especially when he would have to get through the women in front of him first. "It's great. Everyone can do what they have passion for, be who they want to be..." The change he was trying to make in the conversation wasn't coming naturally but he was doing his best. "Maybe even you?" It was a quiet and unassuming statement. Gauging for a reaction before starting anymore conversation.

Austin smirked at her retorts, really only affirming his view of her as humble. "No truly, you're stunning." He assured her opening his eyes wide and nodding slightly for effect. "Plus usually if I like a person I simply tend to see them as better than they are, for better or worse." He said with a small shrug, this could be seen quite clearly in his friends currently. In reality he didn't think they were particularly great people but an initial inclination created a loyalty and respect that only quite recently had started to waver. Which was due to Luvenia actually. "Yes, I suppose that's fair." Austin leaned back a bit in his seat as he thought about it for a moment. "You're different." He grinned taking a sip of his lemonade which was delivered as their orders were taken. Everything she said was perfectly fair, but she really wasn't like anyone who actively talked to let alone dated. "Sorry about them by the way. But uh, I really can't explain it. When I see how you talk to your family, how much you love them, it's amazing y'know? You're just.... better than most. Maybe that's a testament to the quality of my friends though." He finished with a chuckle. Austin was playing it off but really his ears and cheeks had gone a little red.

Tarea nodded but definitely wouldn't be giving up that easily. "Okay, I understand, I really do, the expectations are high for me as well trust me. Is there something you love to do though? A hobby maybe, just... an interest." He was trying desperately to come to an idea she could properly cling on. Her willingness to try though was somewhat reassuring.

Tarea's eyes opened wide as she finally gave him something he could work off of. "Of course, of course!" Realizing he may be a bit too eager at the moment though he relaxed a small bit."Lyre." He started, really trying to establish a personal connection. "Why do I have a feeling you don't belong on this ship. That you could be so much more." Really it was somewhat of a shot in the dark, he would be lying if she didn't seem... different though.

((Oh it's perfectly fine! I actually have a lot of muse for the site in general right now so this is going to be long. Don't feel like you have to force anything though any length is fine ^-^)

Austin shook his head, laughing playfully at Luvenias words. Scooting his chair forward slightly he attempted to explain his reasoning. "Of course, you're right. The difference is even when I look at myself, it's just not the same. I would do a lot for my family, my parents, but you don't even think twice before doing everything in your power to get them out of a bad situation. Even if it's due almost in its entirety to their own actions and mistakes. That's amazing." Over time Austin truly had started to think only better and better of Luvenia. Obviously that couldn't last forever, truthfully though when he looked back. Things that may have initially been overlooked he really thought about the value of, what they meant. Sure she was a bit rude at times and willing to say her mind to the point of a fault, but almost everything she did was grounded in acts of kindness and sincerity. Put quite simply, Luvenia was just a genuinely nice person, and he was exited to learn more about her.

After another sip of his lemonade, at this point half gone, he started again. "I'm perfectly okay with that, if you couldn't tell I truly do have a pretty high opinion of you." He joked, complimenting people was actually pretty fulfilling for him, which he supposed was a good thing to find pleasure in. It made other people happy after all. "In all honesty, shouldn't I be the one who's a little worried?" Not trying to sound accusing at all bit a little bit of hesitation was in his voice. "Usually it's harder for the younger one, and usually that's a women." Now he looked down, he was honestly a little scared of what her family and friends may think. Sure his own may not respond that greatly, but in that moment he honestly didn't care.

Tarea wasn't in all honesty trying to change her world view. He didn't know how long he would be on the ship but maybe rather than offering direct rebellion he could slowly convince her of the reasons why the life she lived now was wrong. Admittedly though she was more than willing to see the less positive parts of her life, and he would do his best to use that. Plus maybe a little flattery would help. "Lyre you're stunning, I feel like we both know you don't share too much resemblance with the captain. Apparently you've been able to get info out of other pirates so you must be quite clever. Do you really want to just be a pirate for the rest of your days? I know you don't know much about anything else really but that's even more exiting. There's a world of opportunity and I think I can help you reach it." Now using his hands to make his words more dramatic it took everything in him not to grab and shake some sense into her.

Austin nodded along as she spoke. "See, not too crazy now is it!" So far he was having an amazing time, really it had exceeded his expectations. The reason they weren't too too high in the first place was because he was scared of her intentions. If her acceptance was out of pity, or she was looking to get something out of him, etc. At this point though he really didn't seem to think that was why she was here. A small sigh of relief came as she relieved his own personal fears. As she finished the waiter came around and he quietly thanked her as they were both plated.

Austin licked his lips as he looked down at his entree, actually being surprisingly hungry. Before he took a bite though his gaze returned to Luvenia. A goofy lobsided smile on his face as he started to speak. "Yes I must admit you are adorable. I do have another question though." Starting to dig in for a moment he wiped his mouth before starting his question. "What do you like to do?" Obviously as could be heard in his tone this wasn't too serious a question. Yet in all honesty although he had learned a lot about her on a pretty personal level he didn't know a lot of the basics about her. It didn't quite feel right and he intended to know.

Tarea was realizing maybe he should be ending this interaction soon. She had enough to take in and it was more about planting the seeds of discontent and realization rather than a sudden revelation. "Do you do everything your father tells you, and that alone?" It was a pretty direct jab at her and the captain, at this point he was a little less scared of offending her too much. "I'm sorry, can you tie me back up. I want to get some sleep, or try." Sure he had been unconscious for seemingly awhile, being unconscious and being asleep were actually quite different though.

Tarea was too preoccupied with his own thoughts to notice her flinch. Alternatively though the loose bonds on his wrists made his eyes go wide, still, he solemned up quickly and let Lyre take her leave. Waiting a few moments for the captain to come in he eventually felt secure enough to struggle a little bit. And sure enough, before long he managed to get the rope off his wrists. He scoffed in disbelief as he stood up and looked over himself. Even venturing to the door to take a peek outside at the time of day and where exactly his room was.

Track! Can I reserve Cancer?

I would prefer they have different names. The signs as codenames/aliases would be pretty cool!

Tarea let out his breath of relief as no one was around his room, also gauging from the moonlight and darkness coming from above it was just starting to reach the midst's of the night. Still hearing footsteps and voices from the deck above he decided to explore the level he was currently on. The closest and least risky room to reach was also seemingly the most interesting. Quietly opening the door and creeping outside he peeked into the room. An audible gasp could be heard at the unprecedented beauty of the room, truly out of place yet a pleasant surprise on his well prison essentially.

Tarea silently cursed himself, hardly even noticing her in his awe at the decor of the room. And when he did it was already too late to keep complete silence. Hoping with all his heart she would be willing to talk he opened the door fully and entered, closing the door behind him. Raising his hands up in surrender he started to explain. Already her words had confirmed she hadn't meant to keep his bonds loose. Which unfortunately probably meant she wouldn't do it again. "I just managed to move my hands enough to untie myself." In this scenario she obviously was in control but still he got in another quick word. "What is all this, or..." He wasn't sure exactly what he was asking, he just wanted an explanation. Now although he hadn't been on a pirates ship before he imagined they didn't look like this.

track!

Sorry been out most of the day! Working on the form now.

Ooo actually while I'm doing this, do you have any ideas for location, are they still in college going for Graduates, etc?

Okay great, I think Florida would be nice. Maybe they met in college, attending the same university or something along those lines.

~Frank Rincon~

Full Name: Frank Jay Rincon

Age: 23

Hometown: Merrisville, Ohio

Mothers Name: Vanessa Rachel Rincon (Nillson) {Deceased at 31, 2000}

Fathers Name: Micheal Charles Rincon {Age; 49}

Siblings: Maya R. {Age; 18}

Friends: Harper {Age; 24} Conner {Age; 23} Eduardo "Eddy" {Age; 26} Oscar {Age; 23}

Favorite Genre/Songs: 70's rock/pop/funk ~~~ Never, Never Gonna Give Ya Up by Barry White

Favorite Color(s): White and Blue

Favorite Food: Chocolate Milkshake/French Fries

Dislikes: Wasting time/Partying/ Complete silence/Talking to most

Likes: Listening to music, a lot/Being a little goofy/Talking to some (friends)

Turn on(s): Sweet talking, Delicate and soft interactions

Turn off(s): Aggression(most of the time)

Brief History: Franks parents were, in the sparse and blurry memories, really close and loving people. Although he only knew his mom for 5 years he at least knew that. Due to sickness and the strain of having a child, she died as his sister, Maya, was born. The already somewhat financially strapped family then became desperate as the father had two children to look after alone. Luckily their grandparents were there to help somewhat financially but his father was never the same, and neither was Frank. The already shy and reserved boy took further into his shell as his father became distant and uncaring, his grandparents did their best but it wasn't the same with no real parent figures. Luckily he did have an affinity for music which let him move forward in life and create a bond with his sister. Some of his fondest memories were of sharing an earbud with her and silently listening to music. Fast forward a little bit and he's completely focused on high school and his grades. Honors, AP, and extracurricular's control his life as he looks to get into the college of his choosing with ease. His relationship with his father is still shaky at best but his sister is now one of his closest friends and even though he's a fair bit older than her they both look after each other at all times. Although Frank did endure his bullying for the earbuds constantly around his neck or in his ears, he took it fairly well by learning to deal with conflict and growing some fairly thick skin. His school wasn't of the highest caliber, that much was certain, but by taking advantages of all the opportunities given to him he got a nice scholarship out in Florida. It was still a hard decision, to leave his sister alone, even if she was fairly old at the time, was hard. Ultimately though with her assurance he took the risk and moved out. With all of his best friends, including his sister, back home Frank was forced to branch out a bit. Probably for the better though, he progressed a bit as a person and was able to focus on other things behind school.

Personality: Frank has always been a very closed in person. Not in the sense that he seems nervous or completely social inept. Rather he doesn't care enough to try. It can be pretty hard to get a reaction out of him if he doesn't want you to, something he learned early in life. When it comes to certain things, like music and his few close friends, he can be very goofy and expressive in contrast to his usual bland almost dead stare. His sister, for example can bring this out almost always, he just feels like a completely different person around her. His father on the other hand brings out of the worst of him, when they speak it's with short, blunt words. A hatred has been festering in Frank for awhile over how little his father helped in his childhood. Something quite uncharacteristic as he doesn't really hold grudges. Very tenacious when he has a goal in mind he can tunnel vision in an attempt to achieve it, for better or worse. Ultimately he's a very polarizing character. It almost feels like he has two personalities, one of silence and lack of care. And another where he's warm, goofy, and kind. A silent hopeless romantic he loves the idea of dating but hardly has the confidence to actively try.