Open Side Adventure If You Teach a Kit a Trick

Finn let out a minor sound of protest as he was snagged, his reaction times far too diminished to evade capture. He was a light little kit, which... explained why a single mug of grog hit him so hard. Helplessly, Finn laid back in Silvie's arms.

"Shilvie, yer upside down!" he said with a laugh. His head tipped over to look at Swift and Kaii, and a stupid grin spread over his face. "Shee, and you guys are shidewaysh. The capn' will never find ush like dish!"

The fox's ears perked as he heard Swift and Kai discussing... Something pertaining to him. He wasn't sure what they were planning, but he didn't like it. "Noooo, Shilvie, don't let 'em 'gurgitate me!” he pleaded, seeking refuge in his captor.

"Shilvie, what's 'gurgitation mean?"
 
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“I don’t like that last option.”
Silvertongue shook his head. “Mainly because I don’t feel too inclined to clean up any vomit. The bread should work, and maybe some of that coffee stuff. I can probably sneak some of it from the Captain’s office. It’s a very fascinating drink. Smells strange, but a sip of it will give you lots of energy. Maybe it’ll counteract the alcohol in his body.”

Silvertongue sat Finn down at the table. “I’ll go get the coffee. Swift, you go get some bread- or lard… I guess. Kaii… don’t let Finn drink any more grog.”
 
Swifttail listened to the other two foxes ideas. He shook his head in agreement at Silvertongue's words. He also didn't want to see the kit vomit.

"Aye, I'm sure there's some bread floating around here," Swift replied, scanning the other beasts taking their ease across the dimly lit deck.

His eyes rested on a weasel, sharing something edible with two rats from a small burlap satchel. Swifttail padded over, seeing them sniggering quietly amongst themselves as they gnawed at something tan and bread-like.

Swifttail politely cleared his throat and asked, "S...scuse' me? Might ye spare a corner of yer bread? It's for the kit."

"Piss off." Snarled the weasel, clutching the bag closed. "D'hese are my pers'nol rashins."

A female rat in a naval service uniform belted the weasel across the ear. "Shuddap Fangmaw. Let de kit have som."

Begrudgingly, the weasel snapped off a corner and tossed it to Swifttail. He caught it in his paw, but the unexpected weight and hardness of the thing caught him off guard. He looked at it inquisitively.

Oh...hard tack. Not really what he had in mind... Still, getting the kit to swallow a few chunks might cause it to swell in his stomach. It was worth a go.

Letting out a quiet, mumbled "Thank ye," he trotted back to the table.
 
Kaii nodded and moved somewhat to grab the kit from Silvertongue's paws. Taking him and putting onto his lap. "Right Finny. You wanna talk about something before the others come back?" He asked holding Finn upright to not upset his stomach, putting his arm and tail around to support him.

While having no means, will or time for it as of now, Kaii knew that becoming sooner or later he were to become a father to prolong his dynasty. And having a kit, even if quite a grown up, on his lap stirred some of that need up. Certain compassion for the kit was born inside him that called to his instincts.

He thus tried to occupy poor kit while he waited so he pulled out his watch and opened it to check the time and to show it to Finn.
"Or maybe you want to hear some stories from my past? Maybe you have something to share?"
 
Finn whined as he was relocated for a second time. He was almost getting too big to sit in someone's lap -- and by the end of the trip, he'd be on the verge of outgrowing moments like this. Fortunately though -- as Kaii would notice, Finn was still a scrawny thing, malnourished from his time on the streets. Barrett was feeding him some supplemental food to bulk him up a bit, but those things took time.

Between the events of the day, romping with Silv, and his mug of cheer -- he'd hit a sudden wall of exhaustion. The fox kit reluctantly shuffled into Kaii's lap, and leaned against him. "Nnnnoo 'gurgitation?" he asked suspiciously.

Meanwhile, as the other foxes ran about their little side quests, Finn nestled down, and let out a particularly foxish huff. "You'll rebuild your manshun Kaii," he mumbled, gaze transfixed by the pocket watch. The ticking was almost hypnotic!
 
Kaii listened to Finn's mumbling while keeping his watch out. The kit nestled into him made Kaii move to embrace Finn fully. To support him of course... albeit there was some undisputed joy in it too. The declaration Finn made specifically caused Kaii to give a soft smile back. "It is my burden alone... but thank you for your assurance."

He kept his watch open, showing it to Finn still to keep him focused on something else than his state. He didn't bother with trying to teach him anything now. After all, drunk beasts were especially bad at remembering stuff. He just decided to wait for the others, while holding this kit with very gentle purrs.
 
Silvertongue, possessing a key to Talinn's quarters, easily accessed the Captain's office. He went in and out so often as part of his duties, it didn't seem out of place as he slipped in while the Captain slept. He inched his way over to the desk, slowly opening the drawer and taking one packet of coffee grounds. He snuck back out just as quickly as he had come in, before heading below deck and into the galley.

Silvertongue put a pot of water to boil, and he prepared the coffee. He then took a cup of coffee and headed out to the mess hall, sitting down besides Kaii. "It's still hot, so I'll let it cool down a bit before giving it to him."
 
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