[center][h2][color=steelblue]Dalious[/color][/h2][/center]

Who knew when they would return, there was little time to waste. He looked at the dead fish lying next to him, staring deeply into its blank eyes. He grabbed the fish with only a moment of hesitation, then sunk his teeth deep into it and started eating. He ate a few large bites, gagging a few times and pausing for breaks.  It wasn't the first raw fish he had ever eaten, but he was hoping it'd be the last.  [color=steelblue]"Ah, fookin' horrible!"[/color]  After a few bites he settled on ripping the rest of it apart until he reached the bones.

He started breaking the fish spine until he had one long pick, sharp and thin on either end. He then reached his hands out of his cell and placed the bone into the lock. Humming to himself as he worked with the pins, he eventually felt a click and the cell door simply opened.  A smile formed on the pirate's face as he pocketed the makeshift lockpick and slipped out of the cell.  

From above, he listened as the crew and the newcomers went to eat.  They were loud for a time, but as the night drew on things became more silent aside from the crashing waves and harsh winds.  They were eating and drinking themselves to sleep, though he could not tell what the newcomers were up to.  Perhaps they were siding with Captain Chrom, it didn't matter.  He would wait his time and then slip out unnoticed, making his way to where he believed his belongings to be.  

Heading to his old captain's cabin, he hid as best he could while searching through the darkness.  Hearing light footsteps, he thought Joss would be coming back soon so he gripped his fishbone lockpick tight between his fingers to use as a shiv.  When the captain showed, he would make him pay for everything he's done.