~*Spread Wings*~

[Lana]

I shrug as the Navy men leave the scene. Never liked them much. N-e-v-e-r. Suddenly, unwillingly, I smirk inwardly at the whole absurd situation and wonder What would Jack say if he ever got to know that I bought a life for a pirate? But I suppress this thought hastily. Jack... he's just a memory now. And this memory must be eliminated.

I shake my head, looking at him with a slight frown "I don't think so. You saved my life, five minutes later I saved yours. We're square", - I shrug, feeling rather uneasy. Got myself into a weird adventure... saved a pirate... what for?

"Though... I wish I could hear answers for some questions. I gave this man my word, and my guarantee. So I need to know what has happened here", - I say firmly. - "Better in a safer place. Come on", - I gesture for him to follow me.

[Jacky]

I hesitate for a moment.. no doubt the crew is already on their way back to the Black Pearl, safe and sound. But it's my own sake that I worry 'bout for a moment. That, and her recognizing me if I fail to keep up my cover for a moment.

But then again.. I suppose this is an oppertune moment to do something incredibly stupid. I tell myself. Or actually, my irrational side tells myself. I shrug and decide to listen to it for once. If things get nasty, I can still go whenever it suits me. So I follow Scarlett.

[Lana]

When we finally reach the place - a shady, beautiful park - I sit down on the bench, waiting for him to sit down as well. When he does, I frown slightly, looking at him, and keep quiet for a while. He obviously doesn't want to be recognized... or, maybe, he just has an ugly scar or a distorted face?.. Anyways, whatever be the case, I won't force him say anything, 'cause, firstly, I don't have any rights to, and secondly - what for?

"You... made it clear that you had been the one to organize the commotion, right?.." - I speak up finally. - "Whatever be your goals, they are of no concern to me, and I have no rights to interrogate you and I won't do so. Just... I gave my word to the Officer, and if there are any more troubles you cause - you will automatically get me in trouble as well. I wouldn't want it to happen... You don't owe me anything, I can only ask you not to worsen your and mine situation".

[Jacky]

I smirk and lean back against the bench, my eyes travelling over the scenary around us for a second. Quite a contrast to the earlier commotion on the square, really. And ironically enough, it's one hell of a lot harder to feel at ease here than it was there. Even if someone pointed the end of a barrel up in me face.

I slowly come back from my wandering thoughts as I realize she's done speaking. The message of her words is pretty clear to me. 'Don't do anything stupid'. An advice I often gave to others, and it's actually rather refreshening to hear it returned this time. I turn a little so that I can face her (eventhough my face's still hidden by the cloak and hat), and I peek at her from under the egde of my hat. "Luv," I say, my voice serious this time, "Wha' I did back on the square was something I had to do. You must understand, the man tha' was about to get hung is sailing under *my* flag, *my* crew and is therefor *my* responsibility. It was no more than my duty to make sure tha' noose didn't snap 's neck. Now.. I have reasons myself to keep a low account here. But if a situation like this one would arise, I have no choice but to risk my neck again. Even if I risk yours with it."

I pause for a moment, and look at her thoughtfully. "...Would be a shame, though." I add, "So I'll try to keep it from happening. You have my word."

[Hannah]

I was on my way back to the Pearl with the other guys, when I realised Jack was nowhere to be found. After telling Gibbs what he was supposed to do (get his ass back to the Pearl as soon as he could along with the others), I turned around and made my way back through the streets.
Finally I spotted Jack: standing near a woman I recognised imidiatly: Scarlett. When the officer appears, I am about to shoot him, in case he wants to do something with Jack, but when he backs off soon enough again, I put my pistol away again.

Jack follows Scarlett into the park and so do I, only taking my time, but making sure I can see them.
Now I am sitting on a bench close to theirs, the hood of my cap over my eyes, waiting.

[Lana]

I stare at him in disbelief... and suddenly my eyes gleam, just for a moment, till I regain my calmness and balance.
"Your flag, your crew, your responsibilty?" - I ask bitterly. - "Pirate", - it sounds as a statement, not as a question. - "A pirate captain", - I add quietly, almost in a murmur.

He's undoubtedly the one who was dressed up as a Monk at the Masquerade, the one who made my heart come back to life a little bit... now I realize why he understood my words about Freedom. No more pirates in my life...

[Jacky]

I look at the expression on her face changing, the gleam in her eyes appearing and vanishing the next moment.. aye, a pirate captain. I can tell that has a certain effect on her, and I hardly doubt I know the reasons for it.

Eventhough this would be the most oppertune moment to leave already.. my curiosity is awakened more. I shrug my shoulders for a moment in a way that I don't confirm her guesses, but neither do I deny them. A rather effective way of answering, as I came to experience throughout the years. "Why the face luv?" I ask her, unable to help myself from doing a bit more snooping around in her mind, "Bad experiences with 'em?"

[Lana]

But by this time I had already *fully* gotten ahold of my emotions and feelings. Through these years, I've learnt to do that really skillfully, hiding my real face behind this glued mask of calmness, serenity and indifference. Sometimes I can't cope with my heart, and let a tiny bit of myself peek through the mask, but not often... and not for long.

He noticed the gleam in my eyes, so I must pretend again. And behave myself like Olivia would: "Excuse me, do I look like a lady who would mingle with pirates?" - I ask him, my eyebrow raised.

No more pirates in my life... never again. I want him to disappear. I want him to go away. I want him to leave. Pirates - it's a closed chapter in my life.
But somehow... something in me wants him to stay a little bit longer. He reminds me of the ocean, the fierce battles, the salty water of the Caribbean... he reminds me of my *life*, of my love, of my happiness... and I am torturing myself: looking at him and feeling that everything is over for me. But this man is free, like I once was. And I want to spend some more time with him... as if a part of his Freedom would pass to me...

[Jacky]

(Nice sig! Gotta love latin Though.. tecum? Shouldn't it be cum te? *just curious*)

"Aye." I reply simply enough, "Seen lasses just like you upon the waves." I challenge her.

Honestly, I don't want this conversation to lead to the more 'obvious' regions. I have no intention to reveal my identity. But my curiosity -the reason to find her!- was mostly based on the fact that I wanted to know who she was now.. how she lived.. how much of me ol' Scarlett was still there. And to have that last question answered, I suppose I have to drive her into the corners of the past.. making her face the past as I face the future myself.

[Hannah]

(oh cool sig! ;D what does it say? )