[☤] Crows's Nest

"M-my apologies, Captain... It'll... Never happen again.." Yixing winced under the other's hard, cold gaze, feeling like he was a small, mutty dog being sized up by a top of the breed pure bred, one who could strike and kill the mange of a person right then and there. Honestly, the boatswain just wanted to shrink down and hide in a small crook to live out the rest of his days, so he wouldn't have to be humiliated by the heinous and wrongful things that he always ended up doing while drinking. He knew that such a wish couldn't be granted unless he rubbed a genie's lamp, and let the magic happen, but such a thing like that probably would never come upon him either, so the only thing he could do at that point was to try to mend all the bullet holes that he had shot in the social situation with the Captain.

"Zhang Yi....xing.." he mumbled, even though giving his name was pointless now that the captain had set his eyes on him once again. Yixing was sure that he would be plastered in the back of the other's mind for the rest of eternity, and that for his disgruntled behavior towards the captain, as well as many other mariners he had sailed with, Yixing would soon be floating at the bottom of Davy Jone's Locker. "Y-yeah, it's.. Me." he laughed rather uncomfortably after trying to look the captain in the eyes, as well as give some what of a proper response, even though both had seemed to fail quite miserably. He continued to sweep the nest, nonchalantly going over already-swept spots continuously until the wood was practically brushed raw.

It grew harder for Yixing to swallow when the captain had sensed his presence, and had made his findings known. Knowing that at that point it'd be quite ignorant to go against his orders, the sailor made his way up and into the nest, feeling very very uncomfortable about sharing the same air with the other man. Feeling that it would be best to try to casually play things out, Yixing pulled out the the small cleaning brush that had been fastened into his belt loop, and began to silently sweep the interior of the basket.

Yixing silently scaled up the ladder that led to the crow's nest which practically sat amongst the white fluffy clouds that drifted across the sky. He hadn't picked up any sort of alcoholic beverage since the mishap with the captain yesterday, and quite frankly, after getting sobered up enough to realize what had happened, he really didn't want to go anywhere near the wretched drink. The sailor was currently on his way up to the crow's nest to clean it, since he hadn't gotten to do that yesterday, for he was too busy with trying to clean up the broken glass and booze off of the deck. Yixing didn't know that another person was already dwelling in the basket until he was all the way up at the top, and had laid his eyes on them. Of course the very person whom he laid eyes upon was the captain himself. The man he had disgraced and practically spat on yesterday. Beginning to panic, Yixing cautiously slinked back down the ladder, but not as far as to lose sight of the captain. He most certainly needed to be careful since his terms with Onew weren't the best at the moment.