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Post by Daz on Jun 18, 2010 19:30:26 GMT
I grimace a little, looking across to a barmaid to order some drinks from before I bother to reply.. "Listen, I just collect 'em and sell 'em on.. I study the charts, I can tell ye the journey, the points of interest, the destination.. but I can't tell ye what the destination consists of, only that it exists in some form or another. The fountain of youth could mean anything.. and just because you obviously didn't come across it just means you were looking in all of the wrong places once you got there. I ain't got a map coverin' somethin' thats off the edge of the world." I explain.
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Post by jarofdirt on Jun 18, 2010 19:53:30 GMT
It was Jack's turn to grimace as he rolled his eyes. He then leaned closer over the edge of the table, his voice growing into a conspiratorial whisper. "But I did find something tha' was off the edge of the world. It was somethin' you apparently wouldn't believe in though, so I don't know if I should even waste my breath." He sighed, licking his lips anxiously.
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Post by Daz on Jun 18, 2010 20:08:58 GMT
I watch him, closely, taking in every inch of his expression, squinting my eyes slightly as I do, "Why do you insist on talking in riddles?" I demand, "Why don't you explain your situation like a normal man?"
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Post by jarofdirt on Jun 18, 2010 20:21:31 GMT
Jack glanced around, as if looking to see that no one was snooping too close to the table to overhear anything he might have to say. Once he realized that all the other bar patrons were much too intoxicated for anything that sophisticated, he returned his gaze to Cleo and continued. "Fine," he agreed. His brows furrowed, he began to explain. "The map led me to an island, an' like I said, I found a treasure, a good sized one too. All the usual stuffwas there - gold, silver, precious jewels - but there was a fountain in the middle of it all as well, made of the finest white marble, with the clearest water runnin' down from it an' into the stone cavern surrounding everything. Your map said it was the Fountain of Youth, but I'm disinclined to believe tha'."
He gave a disgusted smirk and shook his head before continuing. "Thinkin' tha' it was indeed the fountain, I stupidly took a sip of the water - an' tha''s when everything went to hell."
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Post by Daz on Jun 18, 2010 20:25:09 GMT
I can't help but smirk, in fact I sink into chair and just grin at him, rather amused by this confession.. "So it's not my fault, it is naught to do with the map. If what you say is true, it leads to a fountain. So it's not the chart's fault, either.. nor I or the bloody map said anythin', or claimed to know anythin' about how the fountain works.. if ye knew anythin' about these old myths, you'd know nothing is ever so straight forward, luv."
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Post by jarofdirt on Jun 18, 2010 20:30:19 GMT
"Be tha' as it may, I felt the need to berate someone an' make myself feel better, especially after all I've been through, savvy? An' yes, it isn't entirely your fault," he confessed reluctantly, his voice strained, "but I need your help. You are the only map person I can trust to assist me in, well, savin' me back. No lies there."
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Post by Daz on Jun 18, 2010 20:44:26 GMT
"What exactly is wrong with you? You look quite healthy to me." I raise and eyebrow.
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Post by jarofdirt on Jun 18, 2010 21:06:25 GMT
"I'm fine now tha' I'm on land," Jack replied, his answer mumbled and soft, as if saying what was going on aloud made it that much more real. He then shook his head and met Cleo's gaze as he continued. "After I sipped from the fountain, somethin' happened. I was taken by terrible pains, such tha' I thought I was going to die, righ' there. It was as if I were being burned alive, from the inside out. Then, as I lay writhing on the ground, an...an apparation appeared."
He paused, making sure Cleo was still listening. If she actually believed him, he couldn't be sure. He continued nonetheless. "It was the ghost of the last man to 'ave the unfortunate luck of drinking from the fountain. 'E told me tha' to save myself from a fate most unpleasant, I'd need to find the rest of the map - the other half of the map tha' you gave me. He said tha' would lead me to the remedy to my newest curse." He paused yet again, shifting uncomfortably. "If I venture onto the ocean, I will age at a rate of ten times tha' of a normal man, until I die. I'm safe only on land, where the effects are reversed - but only for a short amount of time. I 'ave to find tha' map before my time runs out, or I will be the next ghost guarding the fountain."
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Post by Daz on Jun 18, 2010 21:29:51 GMT
I stare at him, my smirk still there but less obvious, it's a rather confused smile now.. "Oh." Is all I manage to reply, as the barmaid returns with our drinks.. I give her a nod and then look back to him, unsure of what to say, "Well that sounds like a bloody pain. Sounds like a bloody good fairytale, too. Where did you read this? Is it some famous novel that I am missing out on?" I raise an eyebrow.. "Has the rum and the sea air finally got to that head of yers?"
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Post by jarofdirt on Jun 18, 2010 21:36:23 GMT
Jack shook his head, slapping a palm against the table's surface in frustration as well as desperation. "Bloody hell woman, I am not lyin'. I should 'ave known better than to come chasing after you. You never believed a word I ever said," he remarked darkly under his breath. He then flicked his gaze back up to meet hers. "Fine. Want me to prove it then?"
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