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Day 20: Cleaning
#rizzy
Roach prided himself on the state of his galley. For a galley/surgery to be healthy, it had to be clean, and Roach kept his spotless. Well as much as he could.
The crew didn't always respect that it was his space. Didn't respect his rules.
Day 20: Cleaning
#rizzy
Roach prided himself on the state of his galley. For a galley/surgery to be healthy, it had to be clean, and Roach kept his spotless. Well as much as he could.
The crew didn't always respect that it was his space. Didn't respect his rules.
Not all of them at least. He could trust the Captains to stay away, mostly because they had their own room to befoul. Same for Jim and Olu honestly. And First Mate Hands of course. He was nearly as fastidious as Roach. It was Roach's favorite thing about him after his swordplay.
They'd had a good day today. Raided a merchant ship that 10 kegs of good ale, and they'd already tapped two of them. Dinner had been goat stew with herbs that still smelled fresh and sticky rice. Everyone had been in good spirits over dinner. He'd even seen a smile on Hands' face
Everyone was finally heading up for story time and Roach was clearing the table up, getting ready to clean the dishes and prep for breakfast when he noticed Hands had stayed back. Roach turned around to grab another stack of dishes and there he was, gathering the rest.
"You don't have to do that."
Hands shrugged. "I know, but they all left a mess. Figured I could help."
"...well, thanks..."
Roach grabbed the stack and filled the sink to get started.
Izzy was pushing his sleeves up, showing strong, tanned forearms.
Hands shrugged. "I know, but they all left a mess. Figured I could help."
"...well, thanks..."
Roach grabbed the stack and filled the sink to get started.
Izzy was pushing his sleeves up, showing strong, tanned forearms.
"I'll dry, yeah?"
Roach looked up quickly to meet Izzy's eyes.
"Okay"
Izzy stood right next to him at the sink. Roach could feel his body just there, not touching, but just.
Roach grabbed the tallow soap and got scrubbing. One bowl clean, he held it to Izzy.
Roach looked up quickly to meet Izzy's eyes.
"Okay"
Izzy stood right next to him at the sink. Roach could feel his body just there, not touching, but just.
Roach grabbed the tallow soap and got scrubbing. One bowl clean, he held it to Izzy.
Izzy's fingers brushed his as he grabbed the bowl. His finger tips were rough, but his touch soft. It was lightning. It was the feel of impending rain.
"The stew was good today."
He said it quietly. Like a secret between them.
"Good ingredients make good food."
"The stew was good today."
He said it quietly. Like a secret between them.
"Good ingredients make good food."
Izzy nodded.
"Next time we're in port, do you want to come pick provisions with me. Show me how to know what's good?"
Roach's throat felt dry.
"Yes, I can do that."
Izzy paused in his wiping.
"It's not an order...do you want to?"
Roach looked over and Izzy was turned to him.
"Next time we're in port, do you want to come pick provisions with me. Show me how to know what's good?"
Roach's throat felt dry.
"Yes, I can do that."
Izzy paused in his wiping.
"It's not an order...do you want to?"
Roach looked over and Izzy was turned to him.
He met his eyes and nodded.
"Yes, I want to."
Izzy turned back forward, the barest sign of a smile on his lips.
They finished washing the dishes in comfortable silence.
End
"Yes, I want to."
Izzy turned back forward, the barest sign of a smile on his lips.
They finished washing the dishes in comfortable silence.
End
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