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You've got a lot of brass, or mayhap you're just lacking in brains!
Faris stopped at the edge of the dock, hands at his hips, and breathed deeply. He’d always loved the smell of the harbor. It had a bitter taste to it, half salt and half sweat mixed with creaking wood and sour fish. It wasn’t pleasant in the traditional way, but it smelled of home to him. Home. Something he could really do to find again. But then again, when had he ever found it to begin with?
”This is it,” he said, watching the waves. They expanded out towards the open, empty horizon, sparkling in the late afternoon sun. From here, it looked like the water could have gone on forever, simply swallowing them whole. He couldn’t say for certain that it wouldn’t.
”Are you ready?” Faris turned to Yuna, barely containing his excitement. The docks had him slipping into his sailor’s stance -- all practical, confident, and in charge -- but he knew the fire that lit his eyes. It had been too long since he’d sailed these waters. Even longer since he’d had someone to take alongside him.
Faris grinned and hopped into a small sailboat -- the kind of hold maybe half a dozen passengers max -- taking a moment to steady himself before reaching out a hand for her. ”I doubt you’ve got your sea legs,” he said. ”This one’ll treat you rough if you let it. You’ll want to keep off your feet.”
The same advice he would have given Lenna. Or anyone, really, had they ever had an interest in taking to the sea with him. Out on the water, there was no one to rely on but yourself. The sea was as cruel as it was exciting. It took no prisoners, and it couldn’t be tamed.
With Yuna safely stowed on board, he took to the sails, untying the mast and readying it for the wind. ”We’ll have a long ride if we want to make it before sunset,” he said. ”No change of heart?”
Yuna stood behind Faris on the wooden dock, peeking around the lavender-haired man to gaze at the horizon. It wasn’t quite sunset, but it was getting close, and the gentle waves that lapped against the dock had a fiery orange glow to them. It was beautiful, but they gave the illusion that the wooden boards were shifting under her feet, and she had to resist the urge to grab her companion’s arm for balance. Thankfully, the effect was lessened when she stared straight at the horizon instead of at the water down by their feet.
“It reminds me of Kilika here,” she murmured. “It was the island closest to my home. Their village was built on docks over the water…”
Faris was excited--his eyes were lit up in a way that she hadn’t seen yet today--and Yuna fought a giggle that she wasn’t entirely able to contain as he hopped down into the docked sailboat with a wide grin. “I’ve never seen a ship like this before.” Yuna leaned forward with her arms behind her back to look over the vessel. It really was only made to contain a few people, which didn’t really exist on Spira unless you counted the shoopufs. A boat like this would have been a death sentence if Sin had found it.
“You’re probably right,” Yuna said with a smile when Faris cautioned her to sit down as soon as she was onboard so she wouldn’t fall over. “I’ve been on the water before, but not in anything this small. I don’t want to tip us over.”
Faris offered her his hand, and Yuna hesitated for just a moment as old safety concerns jumped into her head. How were they to defend themselves with no harpoons on board? Wouldn’t the small vessel crack if a large creature rammed into it? Wouldn’t it be too easy to flip in a large wave or if Sinspawn landed aboard?
“Alright. There’s no Sin here,” she murmured for her own benefit before steeling herself and taking the warm, calloused hand. Holding her skirt out of the way, she stepped into the boat, grateful for Faris’ firm grip as she stumbled a little and settled laughing against the side.
“It was lower than I thought,” she tried to defend herself with a smile before pausing as Faris turned to her and asked for confirmation that she really wanted to do this. He really was incredibly sweet in spite of his profession. Yuna had only known him for a few hours, but she could tell how big his heart was. She somehow doubted that piracy would have been in his future if he hadn’t grown up doing it, but that was something she’d keep to herself.
“I want to see the seas like you do. I don’t want to be afraid of them anymore,” Yuna said simply before sitting up on her knees and giving him a warm smile. “You said sailboats take two people to sail, right? Put me to work, Captain Faris.”
I sure wish I knew literally anything about sailing
You've got a lot of brass, or mayhap you're just lacking in brains!
Yuna took his hand, stumbling as she found her balance until she pressed herself against the side, laughing. ”It was lower than I thought,” she said with a smile, and Faris joined her laughter.
”Aye, that’s always the way of it. Every ship’s got a mind of her own. You’ll get used to her. So long as you don’t topple overboard.” She looked nice, clutching the edge, that slight caution in her eyes. He could tell the water scared her, but she wasn’t the type to stand down. Faris wasn’t so much pressuring her as giving her a chance. A chance to face that fear and come out all the stronger for it.
”I want to see the seas like you do. I don’t want to be afraid of them anymore.” Yuna settled against the floor, legs folded under her. ”You said sailboats take two people to sail, right? Put me to work, Captain Faris.” There was a kind of teasing to her voice, and Faris laughed again. She had quite the spirit.
”We’ll have you taken to the sea in no time,” he said. He finished rigging the sail before he paced around it, running through a checklist in his head. ”That should about do it. I’ll get us out of port. Then I’ll have you working the tiller. I’ll be on the sails.” The wind was good for it, he thought. He felt its bite from a steady north-north-east. That would get them set in the right direction.
Faris sat at the boat’s side, tiller and rigging in hand as he cast Yuna a wild grin. ”Once we’re out, you’ll steer. I’ll be along for the ride.”
He unknotted them from the dock, led them along the planks, and then they were loose. Faris kept them steady, moving at a careful pace along the wind’s back edge as they passed hulls of the ships lulling about in the waves. The wood was weathered with brine. Barnacles pickled the sides. Faris took a deep breath of bitter air. His heart pounded with anticipation.
”Here.” He offered Yuna the long handle extending from the rudder. ”You’ll want to sit on the side like I am. Take it in both hands at first and keep her steady. If you want to turn us right, you’ll make a slight move left. If you want us left, you’ll push right.” He nodded at her with an encouraging smile. ”You’ll do just fine.”
With that, he scooted forward to give her room, waited until she was in position, and tilted the sails so they caught the wind. Then the boat was off, skidding across the water with a salty spray. Faris grinned as his hair caught in the wind and they started off into the bay. Ahead, there was only the horizon.
Yuna didn’t have much to do as Faris untied them from the dock, so she settled back and watched the man work instead. He moved with confidence and grace as he bustled around the small boat, and he walked as steadily as if every movement didn’t rock the vessel slightly. It was nice to be around someone who seemed so dependable--it felt safe, and for just the briefest moment, Yuna was reminded of Kimahri. Or maybe even Tidus, but that felt like a dangerous train of thought to take.
“The tiller. Alright.” Yuna only vaguely knew what he meant by that, but she didn’t have time to ask as the boat started to glide out towards the open waters. She let out a nervous laugh as she settled back against the side of the boat while Faris angled the sails in the best direction to catch the wind. Once they were clear of the other boats in the harbor, he directed her to sit next to him in the back, so she scooted over to hesitantly take the long handle in both hands. Listening to Faris’ instructions, she nodded her head quickly and determinedly.
“Steering. I can do that.” They had started to drift to the right during Faris’ explanation, so Yuna jerked the tiller firmly to the right, giggling as the boat took a sharp left turn that nearly toppled her over the side. “Sorry, sorry!” Holding it more gently this time, she eased them back into a straight path, laughing as the boat picked up speed and the wind started to whip her hair around her face.
Getting more comfortable with the tiller, Yuna held it in only one hand while she leaned over the side to trail one hand through the water, her sleeve billowing out behind her. The spray from her fingers misted up towards her face, smelling of salt and brine as she sat back in the boat and looked up at Faris. He was operating the sails like he’d been born to do so, and something like fondness welled up in her chest at the way his lavender hair flowed out behind him.
“You were right. This is beautiful,” Yuna murmured as she looked out at the horizon again. “I’ve been on the sea before, but I was always just waiting for Sin to show up…” That was a dark thought though, and this was meant to be a fun voyage. Not wanting to completely spoil the mood, Yuna shook her head before looking up at Faris. “You look so at home here. How long until sunset do you think?”
You've got a lot of brass, or mayhap you're just lacking in brains!
”Steering. I can do that.” Yuna had a determination about her even if she clearly had no idea what she was doing. Faris could respect that. Even if her lack of experience was worrying.
She’d do fine, he told himself. A girl like that? She’d figure it out on the fly.
She shoved the tiller into a sharp right and they tipped violently to the side. ”Argh!” Faris grabbed the side, waving out an arm wildly as he threw himself back to counterbalance the weight. She laughed, apologizing sweetly. Faris couldn’t be mad at her. Instead, he gave her a stern look, grinning all the same. ”You’ll want to keep it light and strong. She’ll buck you right off if you let her.”
He laughed as he set himself upright, grabbing at the sails again. They wouldn’t be venturing far. Just far enough that the coast wasn’t in sight. So long as they were both strong swimmers, it wouldn’t be a bother. And he was just about the strongest there was.
They made their slow, careful way out of the harbor, and Yuna got a feel for the tiller. Still, Faris couldn’t help but glance back every now and then to make sure there wasn’t a panic to her eyes. Really, it was far from it. She was nervous, he could tell, but also excited. No matter what her feelings, no matter what her fears, she was ready to take them head on and she’d come out the stronger. He smiled to himself as he sat forward again, ready for the launch of speed.
Now that was his kind of woman.
The sails caught, and he felt his heart race the same way it always did as he was thrust forward, skipping along the waves with only himself and his sails to guide him. He wasn’t used to such a small vessel. In truth, he’d only taken to this kind of wild wind a few times in the past, but he couldn’t get enough of it. The risk. The speed. The way he held his own life in his hands. Yuna laughed behind him -- a wild kind of laugh that left all her fears behind her. She was a new woman out on the water, free of her worries and obligations. Faris closed his eyes, feeling the sea and its bitter spray.
This was exactly what he loved. Exactly what he’d wanted to share.
He slowed the sails as they made their distance from the harbor, and looked back to check on her. She was quiet now. Thoughtful.
”You were right. This is beautiful,” she said. ”I’ve been on the sea before, but I was always just waiting for Sin to show up.” That damned monster she’d mentioned. It had carved a hole right out of her and burned the pieces left behind.
Yuna shook her head, trying for a smile. ”You look so at home here. How long until sunset do you think?”
”It’s my home as true as any,” he said. ”My old captain. My crew. We used to have a sea drake as big as a merchant’s ship. We were close as…”Sisters.”Well, we were close. She would pull us along when the winds were low. A damn useful trick when you find yourself stranded.”
There was that same pain, dulled with time but never forgotten. The day he lost it would be the day he’d betrayed her. Syldra. He’d never let her go.
Faris stood, angling his hands towards the horizon as he squinted into the sun. ”That’ll be an hour, I’d guess,” he said. ”Enough time to get us off the coast. I want you to see it with everything it has. It’s the best sight I’ve ever seen.” He settled back into his seat before turning to wink at her.
”That’ll be your hand to guide us,” he said. ”The sea’s yours for the taking.”
Faris gave her a stern look after she’d nearly thrown him off the sailboat by accident, but he tempered it with a grin. That last expression meant that he wasn’t really mad, so Yuna had no problem shooting him a slightly more innocent smile than normal before dissolving into giggles again. Thankfully Yuna had sobered up by the time he offered more advice, and she nodded even if she questioned the pronouns used to describe the boat. She? Yuna couldn’t see what was particularly feminine about the smooth white vessel, but it was endearing all the same that Faris thought so. “Does she have a name?” Maybe it would improve her steering if she got to know the boat.
Faris agreed with her that the sea was his home more than anywhere else, and Yuna sat up in surprise when he described what he had along with his ship. “You had a dragon?” Truthfully she hadn’t known that the creatures could live in the water (excluding the rumors about what lurked beneath Bevelle of course), but Sin tended to curb any large water-life that wasn’t well hidden. Perhaps there had been sea dragons on Spira once.
“That’s incredible that she knew you so well! How did you meet her?” Yuna was so curious about how Faris had managed to tame the sea drake that it took her a moment to realize that the sailor looked a little pained. “Oh...I’m sorry. You must miss her.” She looked at Faris with sympathy, deciding that this must have been as rough a transition for him as it was for her. He still had the sea, but without the ship or crew that was basically his home and housemates. That was sad to think about, even if he had been a pirate before and must have had a harder time robbing people here in Zephon. Priority-wise, she knew that she should have put that above Faris’ happiness, but she couldn’t. It was somehow hard to remember what he did for a living when she watched him expertly move about the boat with the wind in his hair.
Faris changed the subject to the reason why they were here, and Yuna perked up when he said they had about an hour to get off the coast before sunset. Glancing behind her, she did notice that she could still see the shore in the distance, and she felt her cheeks grow hot when she turned back around in time to catch Faris’ wink. That would have been considered forward on Spira, but Yuna couldn’t say that she wasn’t pleased. She liked people who tested the boundaries a little.
The sea’s yours for the taking. Yuna felt a little thrill at the words. “Yes sir!” Faris was still the captain after all, and she gave him a grateful smile as she gripped the tiller again to continue steering them out. She suspected that they would have had a much smoother ride if he had been doing it all, but she appreciated having the chance to operate the boat with him. It felt freeing in a way that she hadn’t expected.
“Maybe...I’ll jump in. When we’re far enough out.” Was that too bold? Nothing would be surrounding them but water, and Yuna’s clothes certainly weren’t ideal for swimming. Still, the sleeves could be unlaced and removed, and if her skirt weighed her down, then she didn’t mind spending some time underwater. Two minutes and 41 seconds. Her longest stretch of holding her breath, which was embarrassing compared to Blitzball players. Faris could probably put her to shame, but if she knew anything about him so far, it was that he’d be too charming to say it.
You've got a lot of brass, or mayhap you're just lacking in brains!
Yuna looked thrilled at the mention of Syldra. It was a natural feeling, that wonder and excitement. A tamed drake? A sea one at that? It wasn’t the kind of sight that one usually saw if they saw it at all. Sea drakes were more elusive than their skyborne sisters, and even more deadly if they saw fit to fight. Still, she must have noticed his shift in tone because hers dampened to match it.
”Oh...I’m sorry. You must miss her.”
”I do,” he said. ”More than I’ve the words, but it was good to know her at all.” He shook his head. Enough with all the somber talk. ”We met when she caught us in a whirlpool if you can believe it! She was trapped herself, stuck on the debris of a poor ship lost under the waves. She drained the water just to keep her head above it! I didn’t see another way about it. Our cannons wouldn’t reach so I dove into the water myself.”
He laughed. If that wasn’t the craziest thing he’d ever done.”I saw the problem in an instant. I cut the sails that had her tied, and she was stuck to my side ever since. That’s how I became the captain. It’s hard to argue with a beast like that!”
Faris had been younger. Brasher. But he couldn’t argue with the results. Maybe he’d nearly drowned, but it had been worth it to save the life of a drake. And to take the reigns of a ship of pirates of course.
Despite their conversation’s somber turn, it seemed he still had a charm to him that only a sailor could bring. He saw her cheeks turn bright. When she spoke next, there was an excitement in her eyes. The kind that only freedom and a little rush of adrenaline could bring.
”Yes, sir!” She smiled at him as she took the tiller in both hands and sailed them carefully into open waters. Faris took hold of the sails, keeping them steady and strong.
He was grinning. He couldn’t help himself. With a smile like that, she could have melted the heart of the most hardened of men.
Whatever she’d said before, Yuna wasn’t afraid. In fact, she wanted to take it all by the reigns and urge it faster.
”Maybe...I’ll jump in. When we’re far enough out.”
It was such a bold idea that for a moment, Faris could only blink at her. Then he laughed, hard and loud. ”That’s a mighty leap forward!” he said. ”Anything could be swimming these waters.”
But he liked the idea. He gave her a sharp nod, his eyes lit with a mischievous fire. ”I’ll have to join you,” he said. ”In case there are any sea drakes that need dealing with.”
Yuna listened enraptured to Faris’ story of how he’d managed the impossible task of taming a fully-grown sea dragon. “You really jumped into a whirlpool after a drake?” Yuna laughed at how crazy that sounded, but it also didn’t surprise her that the lavender-haired man would be so bold and fearless. It had been hard to be either of those things in Spira. Yuna didn’t know if it was the last remnants of the alcohol in her blood or the sea wind and salt spray blowing around them, but she felt almost hungry to be that spontaneous. Faris was unlike anyone she had ever met, and Yuna wanted to meet him where he stood. At least for today. Her responsibilities would still be there in the morning.
“I don’t blame them at all for making you captain after that! If you can handle a whirlpool and a dragon, I’d think you could handle that many men,” Yuna said teasingly, smiling as she did her best to steer them forward. The coast was nothing more than a long line in the distance now, which she attributed more to Faris expertly directing the sails than to anything she’d done, but it was nice to be helping at least.
Faris seemed surprised at her suggestion of going for a swim, and he laughed loudly in that infectious way of his that had Yuna giggling herself. “I know, I know. And I certainly wasn’t the underwater fighting expert in my group if it came to that, but...it sounds nice.” Anyway, she wasn’t afraid of this ocean, even if there could be monstrous fish or even sea drakes. Anything was better than Sin.
“You don’t have to,” Yuna said graciously when Faris said that he would have to join her, but she was sure that she visibly brightened anyway. “But you’re right, you are the sea drake expert.” Swimming with him sounded nice anyway, though she told herself that she wasn’t going to focus on that aspect of it as she glanced back towards the Torensten coast to check on their progress. Nothing but water surrounded them on every side by now, and Yuna’s lips parted slightly to take in the beauty of the sunlight falling on the endless sea around them before she turned back to Faris with a smile. “Ready when you are.”
She kept an eye on him for her queue, since Yuna was fairly certain that she wasn’t supposed to let go of the tiller until the sails had been lowered and the boat was secured in place. Once it was safe to do so, she finally rose to her feet, keeping one hand on the side of the boat as she swayed in place before she bent down to unlace her boots.
The floorboards were warm from the sun and felt good on her bare feet. Yuna wiggled her toes slightly, hoping Faris was too busy to notice that she was being childish before she untied her sleeves and slid them off her arms to pile them in a folded stack next to her shoes. Her jewelry followed--the silver necklace from her father, the pearl bracelet from Lulu, a flowery ring from Besaid, and finally the triple piercings in her left ear. As a final thought, she added her yellow sash to the growing pile, and felt a tiny bit self-conscious as she finally stood to face Faris. She felt a little bare in only her white camisole and long skirt, but she did her best to smile at him excitedly anyway. “Do you do this a lot? I haven’t been swimming in a long time.”
Not since she’d arrived at least, and Yuna hesitated for only the barest second with her foot off the side before she took a jumping start and plunged into the depths. The layer of water under the surface was colder than she’d expected given the bright sunlight, and it shocked her eyes open as she took in what sights she could. The bottom of the boat swayed above her, a white spotlight in a sea of blue and black. She couldn’t see how far down the water went, which sent a thrill of nervousness through her. It was unsettling not to know what was under you.
Yuna hung out under the surface for a little longer, but she kicked her way back up eventually, shaking out her hair with a laugh once she broke through. Her wet skirt billowed around her and weighed her down like she’d thought it would, but she didn’t pay it much mind as she treaded water and looked around for her companion. “Faris?”
Taking that risk. Oh Faris. You are not a nice person lol
You've got a lot of brass, or mayhap you're just lacking in brains!
It did sound nice now that he thought of it. Not the smartest. Not the most practical, but there were times when Faris had to throw aside both of those for the sake of just feeling alive. As the captain of a ship (and of Bartz), it had been some time since he’d had the chance to toss his cares away. This was one of those times.
Faris nodded at her and waited for the wind to give him an opening before he undid his knots and folded the sail. Their boat skidded along a while, losing speed until they came to a slow stop. Faris peered over the side into the water below. It wasn’t the clear, blue marvel that he saw out at the widest depths, but it wasn’t overly polluted either. It was somewhere in the middle, just clouded enough to hide whatever lurked within. Faris shrugged and stood, using the mast for support. It was good enough.
”All clear,” he said, and she was as ready as she’d claimed. She knew the water well enough, it seemed, and she wasted no time in removing each piece of jewelry one by one. Then there were her boots, sash, and lowing sleeves. Faris tilted his head, looking her over in her crossing halter shirt and slitted skirt. She looked slightly bashful as she turned to face him, but he didn’t mind. She had that same light to her with or without all the accessories.
”Do you do this a lot? I haven’t been swimming in a long time.”
He laughed to himself. ”It comes with the job,” he said. How long had it been since he’d gone swimming for the sake of it? He supposed anything would lose its spark when you did it often enough, and he certainly had. Since the day he’d been hauled aboard his first ship in fact. They’d lost no time in putting him to work.
Yuna hesitated. She saw the longing in her eyes as well as the fear. Was she seeing flashes of the world she’d left behind? Of that hideous fiend that had terrorized her for so long? Whatever it was, it wasn’t enough to stop her. In a moment, she steeled herself, took a breath, and charged the side of the boat, jumping without a hint of fear.
Faris grinned. He couldn’t help but admire a woman like that.
He slid off his boots while she took in the water below. Then came his scarf, his bracers, his belt. As soon as Bartz had mentioned the ’dating event’, he’d wondered if he should have worn his formal coat with its patches and vest. He’d decided he hadn’t much cared to impress, and now he was glad for it. His usual tunic was good for swimming, and it seemed that Yuna hadn’t much cared besides.
With all of his extras tactfully set aside, Faris sidled the boat’s edge, took a breath of his own, and dove expertly off the side. The water rose up to meet him, and he parted it like a spear with his hands folded to a point over his head. Once he’d lost momentum, let himself drift below the surface, wading his arms to keep from floating. His eyes stung as he took in the blue-green haze. His lips were bitter with brine. Not far away, he saw Yuna resurfacing, her legs kicking slowly below her.
And then he had a thought. A terrible thought. A terrible, exciting through that could backfire on him in an instant. But hadn’t he always been one for taking risks?
He swam forward like a frog, wading and kicking in wide motions. Then when he was close behind her, kicked up hard. As he burst from the surface, he grabbed her shoulders and dunked her down. Not by much. Just enough to get the top of her head a little wetter. Then he laughed and threw himself back, wading as he waited to see her reaction.
Yuna wiped some of the salt water from her stinging eyes as she looked around for Faris. She was too used to the clear, tropical waters of Besaid. You could see almost anything through that sparkling ocean, but these waters were cloudy and mysterious. Yuna wondered if that had anything to do with the machina used on Zephon, but either way, she was grateful that Spira wasn’t like this. She didn’t want to think about how many more would have died if Sin had been able to hide in its depths and launch surprise attacks.
“Faris?” Nothing answered her except the wind and the sway of the waves, and a touch of worry struck her. Not that he’d drowned of course---it hadn’t been nearly enough time for that, and Faris was a strong swimmer, but maybe something had attacked him down where she couldn’t see. Yuna was just getting ready to return to the boat to see what she could do when her skirt suddenly rippled around her legs. A split second later, there was a splash as something rose from the water behind her and placed firm hands over her shoulders. Yuna barely had time to squeak in surprise before a heavy weight forced her back down under the water.
Yuna was released as quickly as she had been grabbed, and she was able to guess what had happened even before she emerged spluttering to see Faris’ grinning face. “And to think I was worried about you! You’re lucky I didn’t bring my staff,” she complained, but there was no real heat behind her words. It was hard not to smile when Faris laughed like that, so she giggled and lightly splashed him instead before deciding that revenge was the best course of action.
Holding her breath, she ducked back under the water, her heavy skirt assisting her in sinking down quickly until she was able to see Faris’ legs, bare under his tunic as he slowly treaded water in place. Kicking up, she grabbed his ankle and lightly tugged him down before rising back up and shaking out her wet brown hair as she broke the surface.
Heat colored her cheeks slightly when Yuna saw that she hadn’t pushed back from him very far. She could feel her skirt billowing against him below the surface, and Yuna took a moment to look at the drenched boy in front of her, deciding that he looked nice like this. His purple hair spread around him like a veil, and there was something natural about the way the sun glinted off his deep green eyes. It felt like he belonged out here.
“Hi,” Yuna finally managed despite her own thoughts, smiling up at him a little bashfully. “Should we call it even now?”
