Relive The Past

[Jacksblackpearl]

A relieved sigh escapes my lips. I didn't misjudge him, he's willing to help me and that means a lot to me. I don't want to be dependent anymore...
The more I think about this, and have thought about this, the clearer it becomes. I WANT to run away from home. I'd rather have NO home the being exposed to naked guys in my house, the sounds, the noises as if they're killing my mother time and again. I want to ban it, I want to leave it. I want the bad things to leave. I'm pretty sure that living on the street wouldn't be easy, but I've dealt with so much at my age... living on the streets couldn't possibly break me anymore...
"Thank you" I mumble and I get up, leaving the alley. outside the alley I wait for Jack to catch up. It's time for my first lesson of stealing

[Jacky]

I follow her out of the alley and with her by my side I start to walk, "I don't wanna go back to the market." I say, shrugging my shoulders apologetically, "They might catch me if we do." So instead of walking back in the direction of the market we walk towards the docks. It's always crowded there, and I found it is a good place for pickpocketing.. sailors usually carry full wallets to spend their money on grog and girls. And if people are drunk it's easier to steal from them too. And to outrun them if they notice.

[Jacksblackpearl]

I nod "perhaps we needa distract people?" I ask.
I have no idea what his normal strategy would be, but distractin seems a good option, being with the two of us and all..
"unles you know another way, which of course you do cause you're a professional" I mumble and look down, a bit appologetic because he must think I think I know all about everything. Which I don't . Far from it.

[Jacky]

I shrug, "They're usually distracted where we're going." I tell her. I don't know whether she ever went down to the taverns by the docks.. it's the roughest part of Tortuga. Even in the morning it's not a pleasant place to be for children. The sailors are already drunk and noisy, the wh0res and strumpets screeching and running through the streets as men chase after them.. It doesn't bother me anymore, I've been here plenty of times before. But I don't know about her. So I look aside to her every now and then to see whether she's still close and won't get lost.

[Jacksblackpearl]

As we come closer to the place Jack mentioned I start to get worried. I have been here before. When my mother couldn't leave me alone yet she took me along. I've been into the taverns, I've been on the docks, she flirted her ass off when I was four years old, trying to understand why my mother pretended not to know me.
Eventhough these memories are from some years ago they are still very vivid. And the idea of being here again slightly freaks me out. But.. since I am not alone and I realize Jack is glancing at me from time to time I try to swallow the feelings and try to be a good stealer-to-be..

[Jacky]

I lead Giselle through a maze of narrow alleyways where it is less crowded, so that we're less likely to lose eachother in the crowd. Losing her now seems like a bad idea. I don't know whether she knows the way here after all. She said she lived nearby but not many children our age are allowed to go anywhere *near* the docks.. and if she's one of those children then I'm the only one who knows where we're going. If I'd lose her she might get into danger and I don't want that. She's been nice to me so far.

We get nearer to the place where I wanted to go; a tavern called the 'Rusty Berth'. It's usually packed with people. They don't allow children inside but if we don't go through the door they're not likely to notice us anyway. Therefore we're taking an other entrance than any of the other 'customers'.

We stand still in an alley just next to the building. "Through here." I tell Giselle, and I take the lead by climbing onto the strack of hey that's packed up below the window. I can only just reach the window still like that, but I climb up rather quickly, which betrays this is not the first time I do this.

Sitting in the windowstill with one leg dangling next to the wall outside, and the other in the deserted backroom of the tavern, I look down to Giselle "Can you climb?"

[Jacksblackpearl]

I look up the heystack and shrug. I'm not known for my climbing skills.. hell not for any skills I believe but this doesn't seem to hard.
I ignore the fact that we're about to enter a familiar tavern. I try to block the memories and focus on now. We're gonna get some money to get food, my friend Jack is here with me and we make a great team I'm sure.
With those reassuring thoughts I climb up, a little less easy than Jack but I do make it to the window "Move aside" I whisper, so Ic can climb through the window aswell.

[lill jack]

I move my other leg through the window too, and drop myself from the windowstill into the deserted room. I look back to Giselle to wait for her to jump as well.. we don't have much time before someone'll enter here sooner or later. They always do. Wh0res with their men, or gossiping barmaids or someone who needs something that's stored here.. you can't ever be to sure to find this room empty. And we'd need to hide quickly if that door would open or we'd be out on the street, still without a penny and with a bruise added to our bodies.

[Jacksblackpearl]

I jumped down and stroke my hand down my dress to make it look somewhat more descent. This was one of my favorit dresses, I've had it since I was five, which already reveils how much food I get..
It's a miracle my clothes stay clean, but then again I learned to wash clothes myself, my mother was never busy with things like that. Just as long as she looked good.

"Now what?" I ask Jack as I look around the room to see all that is storaged here. I bet that this room is needed a lot. Don't those wh0res come in here to make money? We can't get caught because of that. But I bet Jack knows that right ?

[Jacky]

"Shh." I tell her, putting a finger on my lips to show her she has to be silent. This room is not only next to the tavern, but also next to the kitchen. And from there they could overhear us talking. We don't want that. I hesitate, then I take Giselle's hand and pull her along to the other side of the room where the door is that leads into the tavern. I look through the keyhole silently. On the other side there's nothing but drunken sailors and strumpets - and nobody seems to be watching the door. So I stand back up and turn the knob, quickly opening the door and slipping into the tavern together with Giselle.