Bastiaan

Bastiaan has been on the ship for a few days now. Al is being paid for his 'services' and Jack has wealth to spare thanks to Sands. As much as his natural pirate inclination is to horde it instead of paying for the boy that refuses to come back and live there for free, he's being generous. In typically teenage fashion, Bastiaan misses this completely.

He's having another one of his frequent 'I'm just like Jack' days where he wears the captain's clothing. The pants are loose and rolled up at the cuffs. The shirt has been discarded for not fitting at all. He wears a red scarf around his head and has put the beads back into his hair. Now he stands at Pearl's vanity adding the black kohl. And Pearl's lipstick, just for fun. He leans on the small dresser with one hand as he peers at himself from inches away and spreads the red wax over his lips.
With a smirk he stands back to admire himself.

Pearl would grab him by the ear and toss him clean over the railing if she saw the boy going through her precious makeups and perfumes. She and Scarlett had a screaming cat fight over the same things where the whore's dress was ripped to shreds and she took a swim. Jack had to leap overboard to rescue her. Bastiaan missed the excitement.

He picks up one of Jack's frock coats and models in it, turning this way and that in the mirror. It's too big for him.

Bastiaan and Jack have been homeless for a while now. What with Sands burning down their home. Pearl hasn't been back either. He figures the woman is staying away after... Pearl wasn't happy. He guesses she's off to 'go chill'. He mentioned it to Jack but the pirate just smiled empty at him and pretended to understand. Bastiaan isn't a complainer. Even when the hunger pains started he kept it to himself. Jack didn't eat all day either. No point in saying anything about it. They're both hungry.
There are large parts of the nexus that go uninhabited. Unfortunately that's where they've been, looking for a new place. They decided to walk back to their own beach. Either they live off the land a bit more or they go to the hotel to see if Sam will feed them.

Bastiaan keeps looking sideways at the pirate with a smirk. It takes a lot to ruin his mood. A hell of a lot.

Swabbing the deck swabbing the deck swabbing the....
ohhhh. Is that a penny?

Bastiaan was given a simple chore before breakfast. Something he knew how to do and couldn't really fuck up since it's given to the stupidest crew member. But when Jack comes to check on him then sure enough Bastiaan's mop and bucket are laying on the deck while he's a foot away- ass raised into the air and nose to the floor- and very interested in something that is not his job. For the last twenty five minutes the cabin boy as been trying to pick out a coin dropped between the planks of the floor with his nail. Twenty five minutes and counting.

Once they are home, Bastiaan walks Jack into his bedroom and aims him so that he falls flat in the middle of the bed. The pirate goes down much like a cut tree. He almost yells 'timber!'. He would to if he was in a better mood. But he's busted. And Jack's had a rabid wild hair up his ass since Pearl robed him, left him, and took over his territory.
Bastiaan does what he thinks is the smart thing to do. He tries to leave again. Maybe Jack is drunk enough to black out and forget it happened. He starts to uncurl each finger away from the neck of his rum bottle (that oddly never spilled a drop) so he can get Jack to bed and he can tear off until the coast is clear.