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A pirate's treasure (pigeon and winteinsane)


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The small town was in complete chaos. Pirates ran from house to house, stealing whatever they might be able to sell and chasing after civilians just for fun. Some of the buildings had been set ablaze, filling the air with smoke. Ryle stepped through the chaos, he barely noticed any of what was happening around him. His current goal was to find one person in particular, but it was difficult to find anyone in the crowd. He thought he caught a glimpse of the person and immediately turned to follow him into the building he had gone into.

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The air was brisk that night as he walked from his shed like home toward the tavern. Callon was late due to some people bumping into him as he was coming to work. Shaking off the thought he hadn't been paying attention to the things around him as he made his way. Once arriving in the tavern he saw his crooked boss with someones wallet taking out money. "Old man one of these days your gunna get caught" he announces as he walks into the empty place.

 

"The only way anyone's going to find out lad is by your big mouth, now shout it boy" the crooked boss yells making his way over to Callon. Once he was close to his young worker he lifts his hand slapping him hard across the face. "Remember who took ye in when ye parents were killed boy"

 

Callon's face turn to the side by the force causing him to lose balance. Looking down to the ground he held his breath knowing better after being hit. "understood, Sir..."

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Ryle's group began to spread throughout the town, they moved farther inshore. The pirate had wandered a little ways away from the rest of his crew. He was strangely not in the mood for the usual fun. He noticed a tavern that was far enough from the chaos for nothing to seem amiss and entered it without a word, hoping that a drink would help him regain his energy.

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When the door open Callon turns around quickly as if it was natural putting on a smile changing the atmosphere in the gloomy looking place. "Evening, Sir what can I get for you?" He ask his dark cheek being noticeable on his light complexion. Putting his hand in his pocket he took out his notepad and ink feather pen. Walking over to the tall intimidating male he showed him where to sit.

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Ryle sat down, the bruise caught his gaze and he raised an eyebrow. "You look a little scrawny to be getting into bar fights kid, someone might break your neck." He leaned back in the chair "bring me your best ale, I have a whole night to kill"

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Callon's eye twitched hearing the word kid "I'm not kid Sir but my job is to break up pathetic fights among the drunken sailors that wander in here. " he replies writing down the best ale. "I shall be right back with you ale, Sir" he replies turning on his heel heading toward the kitchen. Since the male in the tavern was their only customer tonight the owner heard it and got the "so called best ale" out and poured it into a tall muh. Callon took it imminently and walked back toward the male. Placing the mug onto the table. "Here you go our taverns best Ale enjoy"

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"Thanks kid" Ryle muttered a he took the mug. He drank down most of the ale at once and grimaced. "No wonder this dump is so empty..." He grumbled. "hey kid, does this place have any kind of good food? Or at least not completely disgusting?"

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Callon scrunched up his face at being called a kid. He knew his looks look young but he was already 22. Putting one hand on his hip he looked at the guy. "Actually usually this place is pact wall to wall with people its quite odd no one's hear yet." replies to the male. "Hmmm depends on your choice of good food, though judging by the way you look i'm guessing fine dining is your taste" he replies to him. He knew his boss was already up in his room counting either stolen money or well earn money. "Theres a good place just down the road into town" he said propping himself up onto the table next to the guy.

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Ryle chuckled to himself "I'm sure all your usual customers are busy running for their lives." He finished the ale and held it out to the other "bring me some more, I was just in town and it didn't look like any place was open"

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"Running for their lives?" he question raising an eyebrow at him bust shakes his head clearing his thoughts. "As you wish" he said and leaves to go get more ale. Pouring the ale into the mug it striked him that none of the workers but him had shown up for work. Walking back out again he puts the mug on the table. "I think I might go and check up on some workers who haven't come in yet" he replies grabbing heading towards the door. Just as he was about to reach the entrance some pirates came in happy and giddy about the raid they did on the town.

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Ryle looked up when the pirates entered. "There you are, I've been waiting" he took a large gulp of ale and gestured for the others to join him. "Come on, lets have a couple of drinks to celebrate, it might be a few days till we're on land again." Ryle looked over to Collon "forget about it kid, you won't be able to find any or them. Just make yourself useful and bring us all some drinks"

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Callon took a side step allowing the new men to enter. Looking them over without having to know they were sailors their whole attire spoke for itself. "Its Callon and what do you mean?" he ask in curiosity staring at all the men. Sighing deeply he turns on his heel heading back toward the kitchen to grab some more ale for the sailors. "Bloody sailors thinkin' they can just waltsy in like they own the place. . . damn buggers" he mutters to himself as he pours the ale for the men.

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One of Ryle's men pulled out a wanted poster. "Look what I found" he laid it on the table, it had a drawing of Ryle's face with the words "bounty of 6,000,000 for capture of Captin Ryle or any member of the black bones pirates. Dead or alive" Ryle smirked as he read it. "looks like they raised the bounty after last time."

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The owner and boss of the tavern makes his way back down into the bar looking at the men in his place. Looking at them he notice the one who had walked in before the others looked rather familiar but couldn't place a face with any name he knew, shrugging it off he picked up his coat and was about to mozy home for the night. "HEY CALLON!" he yelled by the door as Callon made his way out placing the beers on the table "Yeah?" his voice filled with annoyance having. "If no one comes in, in the next to hours your allowed to close up early but not getting paid for the rest of the shift. Got it?"

 

"But boss I need tonight's full earn, if not i lose my shack again" he pleas walking over to him. His hand on his hip keeping his eyes on the old man. "Boy your lucky i pay you at all" the boss backhands the same cheek he had slapped earlier. Callon stumbles backwards some staying quiet.

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Ryle watched the interaction with a slight frown. "Maybe you should try fighting back kid" he called over to Collon. He turned back to his crew and they started loudly discussing the loot they had stolen from the town.

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"Don't encourage him" scoffed the boss turning on his heel he walks out of the tavern. "If I fight back I lose the place I work" he sighs softly rubbing his cheek. "Old drunkard bastard" he mumbles to himself flipping the door off. turn around and walking back toward the kitchen he heard what the men were talking. Keeping his cool he walks back into the kitchen debating to ask them to leave. Going into the small bathroom there he check his cheek finally seeing how swelled it got. "Man he's just lucky he raised me or i would quit like that" he mumbles his only reason of staying the dump was because of him. Coming back out he held a towel in his hands to wipe down the empty tables and tossing the thought of asking the men to leave.

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Ryle smirked slightly as he watched Collon. "There are other things you could do..." he stood up and walked over to him. "I have a job you could do kid, you'd never have to worry about not having enough money again." the rest of the crew watched from the table, snickering quietly.

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Callon raises a brow to what the male said to him. "Sorry but I decline the offer." He walks away from Ryle cleaning another table. "Plus I'm shutting this place down for the night, so hurry up and drink then get out" he replies as he cleans watching how it did nothing to the old tables.

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One of the crew members burst out laughing "this kid just doesn't get it does he?" he slurred. Ryle shrugged "Aye, it seems he doesn't pay much attention to wanted posters" he walked back over to the table. "We'll leave when we're done" he sat back down and put his feet up on the table. "Instead of hoping we leave soon you should be hoping we don't burn this place down when we do"

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Walking over to the table he snatches the poster off of the table looking at it. Clearly the poster had seen better days but judging the photo on it he could clearly tell it was the male who enter first. "So what your wanted man doesn't mean shit hear buddy boy there have been higher prices for people that come in here" dropping the wanted poster back onto the table. "oh joy a threat" he sarcastically replies. His eyes scans the group of men before going back to the kitchen and out through the back door. Right now he needed the night's air against his face to cool his head before he goes insane.

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"Aye, it's not the highest bounty. But it's pretty good considering the fact that there wasn't any bounty a month ago" Ryle called after him. He leaned back in his seat and went back to talking with his crew. His gaze followed Collon out of the room and after a few minutes he stood up. "We're done here" he announced to the crew. They left after only a few complaints.

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Callon stayed outside for a bit allowing himself to cool down. Once having cooled down he walked back into the place seeing it empty his face scrunched up annoyed. "They didn't pay for their drinks" grumbling he clears the table then locks everything thing down for the night. "better get home" he puts his pen and ink feather pen on the table walking out of the tavern. Looking up he sigh softly his body wanting to sleep before he had to serve people alcohol again. Taking out the key he locks the place up for the night.

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Ryle had been waiting outside of the tavern. He had found an interest in Collon that he couldn't bring himself to ignore. He stood silently in the shadows, watching the other lock up. When Collon turned his back Ryle quickly stepped up behind him and pressed a chloroform soaked rag to his mouth, his other arm pinning the other's arms to his body.

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Callon hummed a soft tune turning the key in the door. Once locked he was just about to stuff the key into his pocket when he felt something being place over his mouth, while his arm was pinned against his own body. "Nhhmfffttt" Breathing in the rag's contents, his head and body began to feel light as a feather. His struggles against the unknown attacker didn't do much as his world turn to black falling unconscious.

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Ryle easily put the unconscious body over his shoulder and carried him back to the ship. It was late so no one in the town saw him. He brought him to his room on the ship and tied his arms behind his back. He left Collon on the floor and went onto the deck, ordering the crew to set sail.

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