[MuseSick]

Jude blinked, why is she yelling at me.. Maybe this is why I've never had a girlfriend, girls are kind of high maintenance..he thought to himself as he looked down at her, eye brow cocked. "You know- You don't need to yell, I've basically come to terms that my Joke's kind of suck royally." he admitted as he watched her. "You know- saying that is helping. But I'd be pretty bored if I had nothing to do, plus equality means that we all take turns doing things, you don't just do them all by yourself." he said as he turned one of the non wounded men, asking him to grab bowls and serve the wounded and to get anyone who wasn't wounded to assist him in feeding the 20 or so wounded crew members. He added in a cup of blood wine for the girl. "It's okay that you hurt him- he had it coming, you were defending yourself in the best way you could and I applaud that you would do anything to save yourself. Having that around is good, because it means you'd be willing to assist crew members. Training wont take long, half of the people here only know basic attacks. But you're a vampire, and since it's all about moving with your opponent, you really shouldn't have TOO hard of a time, because I'm assuming that your agility is good when you're not frightened?" he asked as he knelt down to the man next to her, cracking his shin back into place as he shuddered. He wrapped gauze around the bleeding mans head, it was too shallow to stitch it. As he stood he felt her lips against his ear, his face grew hot as he closed his eyes, his mouth seemed to almost water with delight. He wasn't used to affection, so to him- it was exciting. But he pushed himself back into his own composure.

"But later when we go back to sailing, you can help me clean up the deck, we have to mop, and dispose of the bodies." he said with a nod. "We only throw dead ones to sea, mangled ones, as well. But the ones that are alive we keep and whip into shape to be our own, or chain them up until we reach a village and term them to the land. We're not quite as cruel here unless it's necessary." he said as he moved onto the next man, instructing the healed, or barley wounded men to help with the stew which was being handed out.