Rusty and Dusty

Salty vapour sprayed up over Julian's face as tall ocean waves crashed into the rocks below. It felt good under the hot sun, but there wasn't time to enjoy such trivial pleasantries. Merely meters away, was the dock, where a small ship, for two princes, awaited. Julian let out a small cuss as he headed up away from the rocks, and towards the ship. "Your highness!" a man called out, running up towards Julian. One of his servants, as Julian recalled. "I've brought you your drink." he said, handing Julian a cup. Julian yanked the cup, taking a sip, Immediately spitting it out, and onto the man. Julian threw the glass cup at the man's face, shattering it and causing the man to bleed. Julian took out his cigar and jabbed the burning end of the cigar into the mans face. A horrific scream filled the air, yet Julian didn't care. He simply threw his cigar away. "Look what you've made me do. Waste a perfectly good cigar." Julian spat. "Next time, bring me a better drink." Julian finished, kicking the man away, allowing him to run away from him.

The ocean's paint also collided with Akuji's body. As the spray collided with his face, he simultaneously squinted his eyes and removed his own cigar to lick his lips then taste it. It was said that if you drank the ocean's water, you'd get addicted to the salt and ultimately die, but he figured such a small bit wouldn't hurt. As the servant came, he rolled his eyes. The man had only brought one cup and seconds later he found that it was for Julian. The man didn't seem to think that he was thirsty. Something that a prince with as much as authority as they had needed to learn self control growing up or they'd let the power go to their head, was a common thought that echoed through his head when he wanted to do things out of irritation. This same thought came to mind when his brother spit the drink on the man and attacked. Akuji wished to intervene but his mother would have a word with him about "picking servants over his siblings". As the now injured man ran away in a very unbalanced manner, Akuji removed his cigar from his mouth and blew out its smoke. He then turned his head to his brother beside him. "Was that necessary?" He asked before shaking his head, putting the cigar back in his mouth and stepping onto the boat, obviously not waiting for an answer.

"Of course it was." Julian replied, making his way onto the ship, the servants taking his coat. "Servants should know what I want. They can't be as stupid as you, can they Akuji?" Julian asked, taunting his younger brother. Julian sat down on a large chair, almost resembling a throne. A second one was beside him, identical in nature, which would be where Akuji was meant to sit. A servant hastily ran up behind Julian's chair, hanging the coat on the back. Julian reached into the coat, pulling out his packet of cigars as well as his lighter. He pulled out a ciger, placing it into his mouth and lit it, placing the packet and lighter back into his coat. Now that his brother would be onboard, he barked out orders. "Bring my brother and I some quality drinks. And set sail as soon as possible."