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Post by Jacky on Apr 15, 2006 13:10:46 GMT
"Tell me then." I cross my arms stubbornly, not believing that anyone would tell the entire truth about his or her past, "If there's nothing to hide, let's hear it."
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Post by Hannah on Apr 15, 2006 13:13:52 GMT
"Let's hear what, Jack?!" i ask him and look straight into his eyes. "My brilliant life in tortuga?"
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Post by Jacky on Apr 15, 2006 13:14:35 GMT
"Aye! If you claim there's NOTHING to hide, I'd like to see 'bout it. So let's hear it!"
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Post by Hannah on Apr 15, 2006 13:18:21 GMT
I laugh a little, though without humour and look at him. "fine. then lets have it. you will tell me after i told my story.."
"I am 17 years old.. I was born on hispaniola and my parents died when i was 7. We tried to get to tortuga, but the ship sank.
Somehow i made it til Tortuga and lived on the streets for god knows how long. When i finally found a job things were like they were when ya met me."
I look at him and narrow my eyes "any questions? wanna know when i got my menstruation? when i was 12. Wanna know when i lost my first melktand? i was 6"
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Post by Jacky on Apr 15, 2006 13:21:49 GMT
"Why were you going to Tortuga?" I ask, cos that's not a logical step for ANYBODY who would live on the right side of the law, "What exactly were yer parents?"
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Post by Hannah on Apr 15, 2006 13:24:19 GMT
"Flagmakers.." I say and look at him "There was no good business anymore in hispaniola... frensh.. spanish.. or whateevr troops came.. came too often to burn everything down"
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Post by Jacky on Apr 15, 2006 13:32:48 GMT
"Ah." Alright. That made sense. D@mmit, isn't there ANY secret I could bump on about this lass? I nervously rub my goatee, looking at the sky. I don't want to tell my story. It's too long ago - and too dark to be revealed. I don't even wanna think of it anymore.
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Post by Hannah on Apr 15, 2006 13:35:02 GMT
I look at him and stand widelegs in frond him now, my arms crossed over my chest "anything else ye wanna know? or do ya wanna start now?"
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Post by Jacky on Apr 15, 2006 13:38:43 GMT
"My story really isn't half as intersting luv." I mumble, and I push past her and go to the helm.
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Post by Hannah on Apr 15, 2006 13:41:10 GMT
I look at him and narrow my eyes "course not sparrow. thats why ya dont wanna tell it.." i mumble and make my way over to the cabin, slaming the door shut behind me. for the first time in my life i feel really hurt
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