You could call the man an insomniac.
Memories raced through his mind constantly. He sat amongst the just awakened, having been up for some time now. It was a sort of ritual that the jackal hybrid went through the events leading up to the present, almost an obsession. Many times, especially in a place he felt uncomfortable being (such as a far from usual setting, with company), Percival Teach's brain refused to shut off.
He sighed heavily, his eyes that rarely ever showed feeling staring ahead into open space, hazed over some as he entered this familiar kind of trance.
Startled by the sudden movements of his companions, the pirate was distracted, his specialized concentration broken. His large, black-tipped and torn ears perked, especially when Tobias, the only man he could call his friend, showed signs of waking.
The captain's solemn expression fueled Percival's curiosity, and though one may know better than to pry into another's personal experiences and emotions, out of respect, namely, the jackal was typically trusted by his captain to converse with him about those very subjects. He would, though, allow Tobias to come to him, if he felt the need to do so, to maintain some dignity, and to avoid being portrayed, even by himself, as a nosy, impatient individual with no regard to the emotional states of others.
He stretched, his somewhat lanky sort of body cramped in the small position he'd placed himself in for most of the time he had spent reflecting.
After only a brief moment of watching Tobias get up and depart did Percival do the same, destined to meet up with the captain, for if he wasn't by the other man's side, he was alone, and would accept no other placement, unless completely necessary.
He caught up quickly.
"Mornin', Cap'n." was all he murmured in his trademark monotonous voice of his.
Otherwise, Percival was silent.
Photo courtesy of Jaimito Cartero
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