[color=f1c40f]Time: [/color]10am 
[color=f1c40f]Location: [/color]The ship, namely the cargo hold. On the deck of the ship, or wherever the food is currently.
[color=f1c40f]Interactions:[/color] [@Alivefalling] Barboda [@Tae] Lizzie
[color=f1c40f]Equipment:[/color] The clothing on his back: A unbuttoned dress shirt of the pirate-y variety, leather breeches, matte black in color, leather boots, in surprisingly good shape

[color=f1c40f]"But there is no one like me." [/color]Tesoro replied to Lizzie, a steely conviction can be heard through his voice. He noticed the water that Lizzie seemed not to notice. He smirked inwardly. [color=f1c40f][i] "She must be new to her powers..." [/i][/color] Tesoro thought to himself. [color=f1c40f]"And no. I don't think I'll beg. Matter of fact, I think [i] you [/i] will beg to have me at your side..."[/color] Tesoro said, blinking seductively at Lizzie for the briefest moment.

When Lizzie asked Barboda to free him, Barboda made a sort of threatening comment that was all too expected of a man like him. [color=f1c40f]"Nah, mate. Death is so final. I prefer life, and all of her intricacies, you get me?"[/color] He said as he stepped through the opened gate. [color=f1c40f]"There is a good lad, doing your queen's bidding."[/color] He said, smirking. Tesoro get Barboda a friendly clap on the shoulder before moving closer to Lizzie.

[color=f1c40f]"And you. Lassie. We'll be seeing each other very soon, I hope." [/color]His mind was already entranced with the smell of the food that has been drifting into the cargo hold this whole time. He was famished, for one thing or another. In any case, Tesoro gave Lizzie a quick wink before suddenly leaning in and sneaking a small peck on her right cheek before jovially walking up the stairs towards where the food was currently.