Author: Seth
"You really should quit. It's unhealthy. It'll rot you from the inside out."
"What are you doing out here so late at night?"
He didn't respond immediately, instead opting to take a long drag on his cigarette before languidly exhaling a nebulous plume of smoke. Jabbing his cancer-stick securely between his fingers the tousle-haired man leaned against the ships rail and sighed.
"Thinking."
"What else is new?" The woman sighed, though in a more exasperated fashion than her companion as she tugged at the bandana on her forehead.
Everybody seemed to be thinking these days. She couldn't blame them she guessed, what with the news from the mainland. A whole army, and inhuman to boot…
"Well don't waste too much of your time on it, ok? That's my job." The young woman joked; her voice tinged with a jagged hint of bitterness as she withdrew a slip of paper from under her bandana and stared at it for a moment.
The man looked over at her for a moment before heaving another sigh and taking another deep drag from his cigarette. Turning back to the sea, the man quietly watched the waves as the boat sped across the water.
Moments later the sound of boots echoed across the deck, a door was opened, and then closed, and the man was left alone with the sound of the waves lapping against his thoughts.
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