In the early days of the morning the captain had taken a temporary trip into the town to 'earn' some money. The gold and the money that had been taken from the island of Rubeck and swallow island was coming to an end, and the captain had felt that the spending on this island would be the last of the coffers, so he had made sure to tell Sorren to pick up as much as he could,

Fawkes stood to Sorren's side, fanning his face with his hand. Sorren had no idea how Fawkes managed to actually survive in the clothes that he had worn, for even though the island wasn't particularly hot, it did come with heaping loads of humidity.

With a final once over, Sorren gave the items before him a last once over, a pack of unblemished and clean syringes stood at the peak of the pile of medical supplies. Different bags of blood, lay packed in a different netted bag, places hanging into a makes.h.i.+ft cooler. A small pile of bandages stood at the very bottom of the pile, followed only with a small box of miscellaneous supplements that Sorren had ensured had an adequate dosage.

"Now we haul.." he sighed before picking up the cooler and placing it in the crook of his arm, the bag of the other substantially lightweight item were picked up with Sorren's right hand, all the while he ensured that the p.r.o.ne form of Fawkes did not collapse.

As they made their way down the cobblestone path of the town, they were able to see the different homes that existed in the place. A pale brown layer of dust on the flooring, and the cracked walls of some of the homes shone brightly in the morning sun.

A dull red shutter, that had now paled enough to sufficiently encapsulate the maroon of dried blood stood above the doors of most homes, the shadow that they made onto the road helped protect the people against the seemingly heavy layer of water that existed within the air.

The smaller homes had windows cut out into them, providing a keen outlook into the pale blue paint and the black stone floor that existed within. Bigger houses on the other hand, had smaller holes cut into the gap between the roof and the ending of the walls, allowing for the hot air from within the homes to freely exit. A thin pipe like aqueduct of water ran into the base of the house, that some kind stranger had explained was to allow for a semi cooling effect to occur by streaming the water into pipes that were threaded into the walls.

Overall however the houses formed a maze like structure that effectively helped grid the city into sectors, that could be seen from the way the houses were arranged, the closer one came to the outskirts of the town and nearing the bleak grey outcrop that was the docks, the lesser houses congested the streets and those that did were usually more like warehouses than anything else.

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The place that Sorren and Fawkes had gone to had been the very center of the town, where existed the outer and the inner markets. The former was a weekly market that one would visit to top up on supplies either for the kitchen or for the eventual trip that would be the seas.

The inner market on the other hand existed like an all time store, that sold most basic necessities and also dubbed as a primary health center.

However tired Sorren had become from the journey that had been the trip to the department store, he was also quite thankful to it. It had allowed him to settle his thoughts and a.n.a.lyze the promise that he had made to himself in his bout of delirious melancholy.

It had allowed him to finally resolve himself to the dream that he had desired to dedicate himself to. It had also allowed him to look carefully at the s.h.i.+p's first mate, look carefully at the effects that the potion had had on the guy.

Sorren had even gotten quite ashamed of himself, after all however hectic the last few weeks had been on the crew as a whole, he had neglected his role as the doctor, he had essentially been free loading on the s.h.i.+p so far, true he had been helping in battles and some of the miscellaneous lollygagging but that was not his job. It was the others'.

He had been taking the life of a pirate as if it was a walk in the park, and his crew mate had been the one to suffer because of it.

With a sudden sigh Sorren rounded on the startled Fawkes, "Fawkes, after we reach the s.h.i.+p you're getting a once over, no questions!" he said, all measure of composure lost, "I'm fine though?" Fawkes said, a confused tone in his voice. " Beside, there's no need to worry your little head, I'm fine" he said ruffling the boy's hair before continuing onwards.

"d.a.m.nit Fawkes, I'm the doctor of the crew, not its mascot!" he snapped, his arms reaching out to tug Fawkes' sleeves taut before pulling him back to face him.

"Where did this come from little man?" he asked, a surprised tone in his voice as he looked at the pudgy kid in front of him.

"Where did this come from?? It came from my broken Hippocratic oath that's where! True I never actually took the oath, but technicalities! Bottom line is, because of my bad medical usage you, the second strongest fighter of the crew was both heavily wounded, and effectively incapacitated from battle, and me, the crew's medic, didn't so much as advise for you to use a f.u.c.king cold pack that's what's wrong!

I didn't join the crew to be babied! True its my fault for not actually doing any medic work on you! But You and the Captain, didn't beat me into shape! Didn't get this crew working as it should have for something as pointless as sentiment! So next time First mate, I request that you be the first to beat some sense into me whenever I don't act like the crewmember I am! Now back to the s.h.i.+p! I have doctoring to do!!" and with that and a face that seemed to have de stressed to a level it had never been at before, Sorren marched to the s.h.i.+p leaving a bemused Fawkes and an even more bemused crowd, that seemed to have taken the entire scene to be a kid role playing with a poor father ….