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Post by Jacky on Jun 10, 2009 21:29:42 GMT
As we arrive updecks, I take a deep breath, peering out to sea.
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Post by Daz on Jun 10, 2009 21:57:18 GMT
I follow him a few minutes later and go to find somewhere else to sit and read alone.
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Post by Jacky on Jun 11, 2009 17:24:05 GMT
Which I gladly leave her. Alone, I mean. I wander to the other side of the ship, musing about our voyage and that strange map, forgetting about Cassandra's antics for the moment.
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Post by Daz on Jun 11, 2009 18:04:10 GMT
Instead of reading I watch him from a distance instead, glancing back to the pages every now and then.. Strange man. Even when I think I understand him fully, I don't actually have a clue.
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Post by Jacky on Jun 13, 2009 20:48:30 GMT
After a while I decide to find that map again. As long as I don't know what it says, it won't leave me mind at ease anyway. So I disappear to the cabin.
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Post by Daz on Jun 13, 2009 20:54:19 GMT
Later on in the day, by the time it's pitch black and the laterns are shining, I head back to the galley to get myself a bottle before joining the crew updecks to listen to the general conversation.
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Post by Jacky on Jun 15, 2009 12:17:06 GMT
Which is where I happen to be. The galley, I mean. While nursing a bottle of rum, I'm looking at that bloody map again - a chinese book by the side for comparison. I look up a few seconds after she enters.
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Post by Daz on Jun 15, 2009 15:12:06 GMT
I easily feel his eyes on me but I don't exchange the glance, "Are you coming to socialise anytime soon?"
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Post by Jacky on Jun 15, 2009 21:45:41 GMT
"Hmmm.. Alright." I tell her, turning my gaze back to the map when she doesn't bother looking over.
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Post by Daz on Jun 15, 2009 21:54:32 GMT
I find myself a couple of bottles and start heading slowly back to the stairs, expecting him to follow me, but when he seems to be more interested in the map I reluctantly stop and look back, "Now? Or.. later?"
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