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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jul 3, 2007 6:39:14 GMT
"Whatever" I mumble. Tonight I am really NOT in the mood for his acusations and name callings. I'm just tired. If he thinks it's fun or good to let the crew rape me, let him try, if he thinks its a good thing to call me names. So be it.
Soon I'll be gone, away from him.
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Post by Jacky on Jul 3, 2007 7:19:22 GMT
"One more trick like tha', an' ye'll never get to see the shore yer so desperate to reach." I warn, and I leave the cabin angrily.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jul 5, 2007 11:52:29 GMT
I sigh "Fine, whatever. I'll behave.. for now" I mutter when Jack is already gone
I'm leaving this place no matter what, with or without his help, me and my son are leaving. Theres not much Jack can do about it.
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Post by Jacky on Jul 5, 2007 12:04:01 GMT
~The next day~
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jul 5, 2007 13:46:47 GMT
The next morning I am in my cabin. Marcos is outside somewhere. I am sitting half naked next to a bucket of water, washing myself.
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Post by Jacky on Jul 5, 2007 15:36:18 GMT
I'm at the helm, having a headache.  |
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jul 7, 2007 7:52:56 GMT
About ten minutes later I walk updecks. I look around and see Jack at the helm. I roll my eyes. Just the sight of him disgusts me ... |
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