~*Spread Wings*~

[Ans]

I look at her for a moment, then nod thoughtfully.. "I suppose yer right." I mumble. Hell, I *know* she is. But that doesn't mean I'm supposed to like it. Especially not considering that would mean we did make a months-long trip from the Caribbean to England, just to leave again empty-handed. Hell, empty handed indeed considering we didn't even come across a single merchant ship on the way! Nothing! Months of sailing, day in day out, without any rewards. A reason to dislike the fact she's right even more. PLUS, what might be more important still.. Ana being right means me being wrong. And I'm not used to that (especially considering I usually don't bother to ask 'bout other opinions).

"....I really hate you being right." I grumble, and I snatch the rumbottle back and have a deep swig.

[Hannah]

I can't help it but grin a little "I know" I say.. and actually am I enjoying the fact that he *did* ask me on something I *am* actually right about.
As soon as I see him look, I stop grinning though and my face becomes serious again. "Eventhough you hate it, it doesnt change it." I state and purse my lips a little, watching him drink some rum.

"You will have to make a decition and either you are goin to be the fucking selfish pirate and fuck her life more up then you already did by now or you just simply leave her alone and líve on like you did til now." I narrow my eyes at him "And I strongly recomend the last one."

[Jacky]

"Wha' if I think she's not living this life at all righ' now?" I ask, and I take another deep swig of rum - finishing pretty much half of the bottle within these two gulps. I put the bottle down between my legs (sat down on the table again) and whipe my lips with the back of my palm. Then I look over to Ana, who's looking back at me with a blank expression on her face. I shrug and gesture dismissively, "You can't exactly call THIS a life, luv." I clarify.

[Hannah]

I purse my lips some more in thoughts and look at him "Do whatever you want Sparrow.. But I think you are messing up a big time.. at least for her."
I reach out for the bottle and take it while looking up at him. Actually do I not feel like drinking a lot right now, but I drink some more anyway. I sit down on the chair again I was sitting on earlier and put my feet onto his kneel again.
"You know.. This aint an easy thing.." I say, stating the obious.

[Jacky]

"Tis as easy as we make it." I shrug, and I look back to her. "..I know ye think we should leave. And tell ye what.. we will." I give in, "But not before I had a chance t' talk t' 'r, savvy?"

[Lana]

( )

Standing at the balcony and staring at the beautiful garden around my mansion, I sigh quietly and squint my eyes slightly, focusing on the dark ocean ahead... I see the waves, the horizon which is slowly engulping the setting sun... the horizon I was once promised to reach. And the promiss never fulfilled.

Seeing the ocean, almost hearing the rustle of the waves, I take a deep breathe and can't help thinking about this mysterious man, who appeared so suddenly in my life and made me remember everything I've been desperately trying to forget for the ten long years. What's so special about him? Why can he see into my eyes, like open doors? Why does he seem to know what I am thinking about, what I am feeling... he doesn't even know my name.

What's so special about him, that makes my heart freeze for a second when I see him? I've seen him only twice, but at the first time he made me remember my previous life more clearly than ever, and at the second time my calm and carefully planned existance was ruined and put from toes to head. This awful explosion - I glance at the abrasions on my body and frown - this man coming to help me, then the officer aiming a pistol at his forehead... so much happened, that I simply can't pretend everything is like it usually is.

Why did I save him? Why did he save me? Why do I want to see him again?..

He's a pirate. And a pirate-captain. Curious, how your life can give you two very alike twists.
He's not an ordinary pirate. The one who can speak so well and so high-class-like, that you would easily mistake him for a Duke. The one who can slur and say 'mate' so naturally, that you will never doubt he's a pirate. He's obviously educated... not a scum, like most of the pirates are.
I've known such a man once - a really smart pirate. The one who knew more than I did. He was even more educated.
And once again I meet such a man... subconsciously, I long to see him again. Subconsciously, I want to talk to the man who's as free as I once was. I want to see him, because he reminds me of Jack. And even those memories hurt me like hell... I can't help wishing to remember. I can't help torturing myself. He's making all my memories come up to the surface... it hurts, but, nonetheless... these are the memories I've never been able to erase and eliminate.

I glance at the scarlet rose he left on my bed, I take the note in my hands, reading it again... "For the Freedom within..."
Then, looking back at the ocean, I realize that it's the only place where I could be free.

I put on some warm clothes and leave the house, walking to the ocean determinedly. I want to be there. I want to hear the waves. I want to feel one percent of the freedom I once had.
I want my life back.

[Hannah]

I get up from my seat and nod. "Then ye better tell her who ye are, otherwise it doesnt make sense to me."
I take one last sip from the rumbottle and put it onto the table, taking the logbookdiary with me.
"Dont fuck up" I smirk at him. "Be a good boy" Before I leave the cabin I turn around and look at him one more time. "We'll... sail tonight okay?" I ask almost pleading

[Jacky]

"We'll sail before sunset. That much I promise you." I tell her, giving in that much. That way I still have some time to find Scarlett. Or at least talk to her. But not in a way that it'll keep me from having the goal of this journey reached. Whatever that may be.

"Yer in charge of getting the Pearl ready, luv." I get up and put the empty rumbottle away. "Make me proud, eh?"

[Hannah]

I flash him a broad grin "Aye, Cap'n" I say and turn around, making my way ondecks. As soon as I am there I start shouting orders to get all the stuff we need aboard and prepare the ship for sailing off.
First the crew looks a little surprised, since they most likely didnt expect we'd sail off this early, but then they hurry away, looking pretty happy with it.
Slowly I make my way up to the helm and let my hands rest on the wheel. "We'll be off soon again.." I mumble to the Pearl and close my eyes for a moment before opening them again and getting to work myself.

[Jacky]

I sigh and go to the cabinet again, fetching a third (and last, I tell myself) rumbottle. "Very well.." I mumble to nobody in particular, "Let's see whether Lady Luck still fancies me." I open the rumbottle and chuck the cork overboard when I come updecks. I take a deep swig, and contently look as the crew hurries to get everything ready to set sail. Quite a sight it is. 'Nough to make a capt'n proud indeed.

I look over to Ana and the slightest smile tugs at the corners of my lips, which I soon disguise by taking another swig of rum. Aye, if there's anybody else on the world who realizes just how valuable the Pearl is, t'would be her. Others call me crazy to the boot as they realize 'bout my true devotion to me ship, but not her. That's what makes her the only one capable of being in charge when I'm not, in my eyes. I wouldn't trust any other with me ship, because they simply don't realize she has a soul.. and especially now to handle that.

When I meet Ana's gaze I raise my rumbottle as some sort of greet, then I go to the railing where I order two crewmembers to lower a rowboat.