The Black Sails of Deceit

[Jacky]

I raise an eyebrow, "You're being your amazing harsh self again quite flawlessly tonight, Lizzie." I tell her, "And that while I only came to wish you the very best. Now, out of the two of us, who is the one without morals or ethics, then?"

[Daz]

I ignore his comments and go over to my bed, wondering how ill cover these muddy stains

[Jacky]

"I brought you a gift, you know." I tell her - in a last attempt to catch her interest (or perhaps her bloody mercy, for that matter).

[Daz]

"really now?" I mutter and dont bother turning.. "Let me guess, now... another map leading to a cursed treasure involving undead pirates..."

[Jacky]

"Nay, I actually stopped getting involved with those. I'm more of a giant squid type these days." I half-joke. I look over to her, as she's still pacing along the sides of the bed probably figuring how to get the mudstains (or me) off the matress. When she's pacing closest to me, I fish the compass out of my pocket, and without saying anything more I get up and make her come to a stop in front of me. Once we're standing face to face (unfortunately with a respectable distance between) I open my palm so it's revealed, and she can take it. In the meanwhile my gaze once again settled on her face.

[Daz]

Slowly, my gaze retreats from his deep brown eyes and onto the compass... "You can't... possibly give me.. this."

[Jacky]

I give her a sincere smile. Always proper, despite her piratical spirit. "Luv, only a fool wouldn't accept what he -or she- does want to have. Take it before I chance me mind." I advice her seriously.

[Daz]

I look back at him again "...theres something more to this than meets the eye, isnt there, jack? What's wrong with it...?"

[Jacky]

Only that it keeps pointin' in the wrong way, luv. I think, the thought sounding bitter to myself. After all.. what use is in the compass when the arrow keeps getting sidetracked by *her*? The sooner I get rid of it, the sooner I can forget 'bout it. Easy as that.

"Naught." I tell her, keeping these thoughts all to myself. "It works just fine. I want you to have it. A li'll remindance of a certain pirate capt'n for the years to come, tha's all." I claim.

[Daz]

I take it from him.. carefully... as if it were something much more precious... though it is.. isnt it.
"I dont need a compass to remember you.."