Time and Tide

[Nikki]

"Yes, I've figured that much," I stated, now totally frustrated. It wasn't him that was being unfair necessarily. It was the fact that no matter how much I tried to pull back, I was falling, fast. It had only been a day for him, but it had been almost a lifetime for me; Jack Sparrow had haunted my stories for the past seven years, and it felt like I had known him my whole life. He had nothing close to the feelings that I had. I began to scowl at myself; my emotions had always been so obvious, to everyone, even to complete strangers, and that was what I was afraid of.

[Jacky]

"Don't get yerselves worked up like tha', luv." I tell her when I can tell she's fuming with frustration. "It's not healthy."

[Daz]

Im standing around

[Nikki]

"That's hard to do, with you around," I say wistfully, not catching myself in time to edit my thoughts. Most of the time I'm a complete embarrassment to myself, this being proof. I look at the floor, seeing a drop of moisture fall to the deck. I look up, confused, thinking it's rain; but blue sky is above me. I put a hand to my cheek. . .it came away wet. Traitor tears.

[Jacky]

"Now now," I frown, "There's no need fer tears and tantrums, luvvy."

[Nikki]

I wasn't about to spout off my problems to this man who may or may not despise me- but then again, he seemed awfully interested before. "Like you would know how much need I have for tears. You can't begin to understand."

[Jacky]

"Which is why I won't start tryin'." I reply easily. I change my mind about such a harsh answer though. I hate crying women. Or, well, I don't hate them, I just hate the fact that they always seem so gloom and helpless while crying. I pat her shoulder in a way that I imagine must comfort her. Maybe a li'll clumbsily. "There now, stop tha' already."

((gotta goo! Might not be on much the following days.. but I'll come around BYE!))

[Nikki]

Jack seemed like the sort of man that knew exactly how to handle women, and I was shocked at his apparent ignorancy of the matter. I shied from his touch- trust was beyond me at this point. Besides that, the place where he had touched me seemed on fire, and it scared me. The last time I had been touched by a man, it was against my will. . .one of the bigger reasons I had run away. These reasons floated randomly in my head.

But I knew Jack's intentions were not hurtful. He had only meant to comfort me, perhaps awkwardly, but comfort all the same.

It only reminded me more of what I couldn't have. . .I looked at him, blurred by the fog of tears in my eyes, but still beautiful through the marring of my vision, and that bothered me too. The children I used to play with in the streets all told me the same thing; the only man I needed was my father. I had believed that until now.

(Byes!

[kitara]

admin said:

Im standing around

I am to......

[Jacky]

When she flinches away I raise my hands in an innocent gesture, indicating I had no harmful intentions. "I don't bite luv." I tell her to lift up the tension, as I conjure a smirk onto my features.