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[sidenar]

"Yeah. A pirate," Alphonse echoed miserably. Even the phrase sounded dumb. It was true that the merchant had quit being a pirate, but he still couldn't help but wince when Isra spoke of pirates being like tomb robbers. He might as well have been one. He was before, though not a very good one. However, he visibly relaxed when the woman told him what she thought of him. It wasn't often he heard things like this. A light blush appeared on his face, and he smiled weakly. "Thank you. Ahah... I-...I don't really know what to say to that. Th-thank you," he repeated awkwardly, keeping his gaze on his lap. "Well. Good riddance to my old job anyway, I'd say. I wasn't very good at it. I was just a bother to the whole crew," he murmured absentmindedly.

 

[sidenar]

Alphonse ducked his head and gently pushed Isra's hand away with a laugh as she ruffled his hair. "It does, doesn't it. Alphonse the merchant..." Said boy trailed off as the woman he spoke to looked quizzically at a man with his wife. "Are you sure?" For some reason, he had a bad feeling about recognizing people. Maybe it was because he was trying to avoid being recognized? He'd be dead if he was recognized. But who was he kidding? Surely if that man was recognized, he wouldn't be threatened or killed.

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[sidenar]

Alphonse flinched at Isra's muttering, unsure of what to say. Whatever was up there watching him, surely must be laughing at the irony. "Maybe you're just being paranoid about him?" he asked hesitantly, but the subject was already changed, much to his relief. His eyes lit up at the sound of rare items. "Woow~! That sounds amazing! I wonder if there's anything I don't have already..." he mused.  

[SunnyLore]

Idina glared at him but it was under the pretense of directing a 'jealous' glance at the woman who unsettled her 'husband'. She gave a long warning stare before turning back to Fahim and draping herself over his side, her arms hugging around him possessively and her cheek resting on his shoulder.

"I am tense. It irks me to see you and that other woman exchanging glances when I should like to think I'm the only woman in your world. Stop looking at her and pay me attention or I shall get jealous and cause you trouble. You know well it is not in my nature to share"

She played the part of jealous wife well, her posture defensive and claiming of the man in her arms. Her tone held a hint of ice that could be turned colder at any moment to a chill that could freeze the desert.

"You've displeased me. I desire compensation for this slight against me"

While the voice was still cold she ran her palm down his chest, finding the crease in the fold of his shirt and pressing her hand directly to the skin of his torso, her fingertips grazing his sternum.

She'd seen her working girls apply the same method to disarm an incensed customer or earn further favor for better tips. Some even used it as a genuine act of intimacy with a customer they truly longed for.

A pang of guilt and lonliness pricked her heart as she thought of her girls back home without her. She missed them and their children immensely and felt selfish for a momentary adventure that had morphed into a dangerous ruse.

It didn't help that Fahim seemed to enjoy blurring the lines of their fake romance with scorching gazes at her, subtle yet intense caresses, and the ballsy stealing of a kiss here and there. It unnerved her that he wasn't serious, but even more worrisome was that he might be seeing her in a new light... That maybe he was too serious.

He would look at her as if she was a treasure he wanted to plunder like the ruins of so many tombs. She hated those looks and the chills they sent up her spine. This was all business with only a hint of whimsy... A final hurrah before she was forced to making life decisions that would effect more than just herself.

As her mind whirled she eased away from her partner-in-crime and gazed out at the passing scenery.  

[SunnyLore]

She tried to ignore him but finally just relaxed into his hold and let her mind wader. It felt nice to be enfolded in the strong arms of a man and to have her hair caressed intimately.

It had been some times since she'd last even thought of having a relationship but her musings had brought her to the dangerous thoughts of how nice a man might be to have around. Certainly not Fahim but perhaps when they returned she would seek out a potential flame among her customers.

Tension melting away, she sighed and let her eyes flutter closed, the headache from so many thoughts and such bright sun urging her to rest. As she slipped into slumber she noted the spicy masculine smell, the gentle but heavy weight of muscular arms, and the rise and fall of the chest she rested on punctuated by the sound of a heartbeat.  

[SunnyLore]

In her slumber, Idina snuggled up to the warm body wrapped around her. She sighed in content and pulled his arm around her waist to get more warmth. A little hum passed between her lips and she settled back down.  

[SunnyLore]

A rough bump snapped Idina out of her sleep and she took a moment to evaluate her situation. With a grumble she noted she'd fallen asleep cuddling Fahim. This wouldn't have been so terrible if he hadn't cuddled back to the point of his hand resting comfortably on her a**.

She shoved him to wake him up, a slight twinge of a blush coloring her face. "Wake up" she snapped, then remembered the ruse and sighed. "I'm sorry, darling. You know how I get when I first wake up"