A new beginning., Ryan.

[Einar Kaulitz]

(( This is at Port Wellington, for everyone that needs to know))

Beads of sweat rolled down Einar's brow as he walked down the planks of wood leading to the docks. Looking around he finaly turned to face the crew, "How long are you staying?" He already knoew the awnser, but he just had to hear it, "Just long enought to gather some supplies, then we're off-" "Then I would suggest taking a bath, the smell is rather... unexplainable at the moment." The blank stares were awnsers within themselves. Placing his hat on his head, applying a slight smirk, and adjusting his his rapier, he quickly took off without another word.

Einar walked around the bar, stopping only to avoid getting hit by the drunken brawl. The place was, new, which usually meant undeveloped, poor, and lonely. He was wearing a flawless white shirt, the ends covering up half his hands, tight black pants, and knee high boots. Very... uncommon for the overall setting.

Peering left and right as he walked down the road, the black streaks continuing past his eyes moving slightly with ever glance. It hadn't taken him long before spotting a very pretty girl, across the street. Keeping his eye on her, he failed to notice the rather frail young man walk in front of him. It was very embarrasing, running into a pile of rags and filth, expected to say sorry. "Pathetic puddle pirate, watch your steps!" he said rather loudly, picking himself up off the ground. but at a second glance he found the boy rather... striking.

[Ryan Norris]

((For reference, this post takes place sometime between the time Ryan leaves his ship to search for Jenna, and the time he actually finds her, which covers roughly a month of time.))

Ryan was still searching about near the docks, still convinced she couldn't have gone too far, when out of nowhere a man ran into him, knocking them both to the ground. "Pathetic puddle pirate, watch your steps!" the man exclaimed, getting to his feet. Ryan actually flinched at first. He usually ignored the general population, and he was used to the funny looks and sarcastic comments made about him and around him, but it was rare that someone was actually aggressive towards him, and so he flinched.

But the man seemed to pause, or at least to consider him, and Ryan looked up at him from where he was crouched on the ground still. Giving one of his characteristic blank stares, Ryan simply observed the man who'd tripped over him, considering what to do and say.

((Let me know if you need more than that... It's all I have right now. Sorry!))

[Einar Kaulitz]

Einar simply cocked an eyebrow, held out his hand, and nodded in his direction. "Come now boy, on your feet!" He, once again, took a quick look around his surroundings, no one seemed to be observing... but was that a good thing? He had been to these type of places before, so either they have gotten used to this sort of thing, or they just didn't care about the well-being of others.

Einar was lost, let's face it, he was in a new town without anyone to guide him...unless he wanted to go to the bar. Which was now showing a number of fights. Yet to be lost, you have to have a destination...And that is something that he did not have.

((No, it's fine! Dont worry about I think I figured something out. Although it is a bit short...))

[Ryan Norris]

"Come now boy, on your feet!" used to being ordered about, Ryan did as told, accepting the hand up. He knew to watch his back, but he was also disinclined to mistrust, and so was not suspicious of this stranger as most would be.

The man looked around, as if on alert, or watching out for someone. Ryan wondered vaguely what this man had to be wary of, but didn't find it a terribly urgent thing to be concerned with, and so asked nothing. Ryan also didn't find it pertinent to ask what another pirate, dressed similarly to himself, was doing in this town, which was so unlike their typical territory, or any of the other myriad of questions that might be important when meeting a suspicious stranger.

Instead, he mutely regarded this man who had knocked him to the ground and picked him back up, back into his habit of rarely speaking, a habit that showed especially around strangers.



((I get wordy when I'm tired, apparently. Again, let me know if it's not enough. I plan to have him ask randomly about Jenna in the next post, but if you need something to keep the storyline moving, I can throw it in here. Just let me know.))

[Einar Kaulitz]

Einar smiled as the boy grasped his hand, it was soft, clearly he didn't do alot of work. The bustiling streets never really caught his fancy, but then again maybe he just wasn't used to the idea of being around a lot of people.

"You really dont talk much do you lad?" Contemplation overthrew his current train of thought...the boy seemed be part of a crew of some sort. 'Maybe he can help me out.' Einar thought as he slowly released his grip from the man's hand. "Are you new around here?" he said as a man bumped into him, placing his hand upon the hilt of his sword he met eyes with the boy. He didn't really seem to be dangerous, but he wasn't about to take any chances.

((Dont worry bout it Lizzy! Lol, just post and I'll make it work...))