A Change In The Wind Says I

[Lauren]

"I will," Bailey smirked a little. "I'll make a note of it, maybe make a sketch," He joked.

Quinn bit her lip as she hung on Jack's arm, not quite sure what the make of the entire conversation. Not really understanding it. She stayed quiet, not wanting to get shouted at. She looked at him with a shy smile and started walking towards her house.

[jarofdirt]

Jack sighed and followed Quinn, glancing towards her. "Sorry 'bout that," he said softly. "I swear I'm not always gettin' into fights with people," he added, though he knew that was somewhat of a half lie.

[Daz]

I give a slight smirk, and stop when we're a few streets away, "Can I have one of those rum bottles? I feel as if I need it, now. That man always messes with yer head."

[Lauren]

"Sure," Bailey passed across the bottle. "Thought you said he wasn't so bad," He smirked a little, leaning against the wall and pulling the cork out of the other bottle with his teeth and spitting it onto the ground.

Quinn gave him a slight smile. "I can hardly judge," She joked, pointing to the bruise on her cheek.

[Daz]

"He's not a bad man, it's true. But he can be quite an annoyance." I take the bottle from him and take a swig, "He's just far too arrogant for his own good."

[jarofdirt]

"Aye," Jack replied, giving a sad smile. He walked in silence for a moment, then said, "I don't know what ya plan on taking with you, love, but it'd be a good idea if you acquired a set of men's clothing, either from your Da or a brother, if you have one. It'll make moving 'round the ship infinitely easier, I should think."

[Lauren]

Quinn nodded, "Okay, my father has plenty of shirts..." She said with a slight smile. "It's just over here," She changed their course, pulling him down a side street.

Bailey nodded, "And the man has nothing to be so proud about, especially that haircut. He had the cheek to insult mine!"

[Daz]

I laugh a little and take his arm again, leading him to the side street where the door to my little apartment is, "I don't know, I'm sure the dreadlocks would suit you."
I take out a key to open the door, "Just so you know, all me stuff is locked away, it's only the worthless junk layin' around.. so don't bother to grab anything in the mornin'.."

[jarofdirt]

"And some sort of leg coverings I hope as well? You might catch a chill - and the attention of the crew - if you had none," he replied with a lofted brow as he let her lead him to her home.

[Lauren]

Quinn's cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. "Obviously! That's what I meant," She said, finding her key and unlocking her front door. She walked inside and glanced back at Jack, putting a finger to her lips as she carefully stepped over the empty bottles on the floor and nodded at the comatose figure of her father on the couch.

Bailey put a hand to his heart, in most offence, "Wouldn't dare." He smirked a little, following behind her into the house.