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Post by Ans on Dec 30, 2006 22:28:46 GMT
Somehow yesterday's storm wore me out more than I had presumed, and when I awaken the sun is already above the horizon. I'm not surprised to find Rae gone, for that very reason.
I force myself out of bed and get dressed. As I head updecks I take a short glance at the ones there, but don't spot Rae. I do see Cassandra though, but I pay her no more mind than any other crewmember aboard.
I go to the helm and draw my compass, investigating our course and more particulary, how much we've corrected the wrong done by yesterdays inconvenience.
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Post by Nikki on Dec 30, 2006 23:06:01 GMT
By then I'm feeling much like heading back to bed, just in the depression of things. But I don't want to worry Jack any further, so I head up to say good morning to him.
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Post by Ans on Dec 30, 2006 23:10:46 GMT
I snap the compass shut again, and soon find Rae standing on the other side of it. I flash her a crooked grin in reply to her sudden appearance. "G'morning luv. You're looking one hell of a lot less horrid today." I note, not being very subtle about it.
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Post by Nikki on Dec 31, 2006 2:10:02 GMT
Well that was an outright insult. "Thanks." I nod, trying to appear understanding. "Unfortunately, your looks haven't improved much since yesterday. So, what's our destination?"
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Post by Jacky on Jan 2, 2007 19:14:36 GMT
I point in the way we are sailing "General that way direction. Obviously." I grin.
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Post by Nikki on Jan 2, 2007 21:45:54 GMT
"Alright, then." I look away dejectedly. There was a time when I would pursue that. But today, I'm not sure I have the heart for it. And every time I go to tell him, the words jam themselves in my throat and get stuck there. From fear, probably.
Fear of what?
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Post by Jacky on Jan 3, 2007 1:09:03 GMT
cassandra: I've been working since the early hours, My head has one hell of an ache within it, but I pay it no attention as I glance up to see Jack at the wheel.
It soon returns as soon as I see Rae appear on the scene.
Theres so much about her that I just loath.
I can't let Jack fall for this crap she feeds him.
Before I know it my general walking pace heads in that direction and I bring a small frown to my features..
"Hey. We still aint got no Rum." I complain.. "Do I really have to threaten you with mutiny again to get something done about it?!"
Jack: I glance over to her, and manage to conjure a good sarcastic smile onto my face. "Cassandra. Always a pleasure seeing you in the mornings." I lie.
I leave one hand on the wheel, as I use the other to gesture around us "And as far as the rum matter concerned, I fail to see any liquorstores in the middle of the ocean. Unless, of course, you believe in mysterious mermaids that brew rum and whiskey to trade for shiny pennies." I glance her over. "...And in your state of mind, I would honestly not be surprised." I grin.
Cassandra: My head tilts to one side, makingmost of my hair fall heavily against that shoulder.
I frown more.
"You're such a bother."
Jack: "At your service." I make a mock-bow in her direction, and flash her a charming goldtoothed grin. "Was that all, dear?"
Cassandra: "It'll never be 'all'.. we have far too much to talk about."
Jack: "No luv, you talk. I just smile and nod and pretend interest." I remind her.
Cassandra: "Youre heading for a slap."
Jack: "Really now?" I raise an eyebrow slowly, giving her a suggestive boyish grin.
Cassandra: My mouth lets out a frustrated sigh.
"When you finally mature into a grown man, you wont think that your comments are half as funny."
With that I storm back off into the crew.
Jack: I frown and turn to look at Rae. "...Then why would I mature at all?" I wonder.
As usual, Cassandra is not making ANY sense at all.
I glance over once more and smirk.
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Post by Nikki on Jan 3, 2007 13:35:19 GMT
By that time I've sneaked off belowdecks. I liked the way I was feeling, and wouldn't want Cassandra to spoil that again. I'd actually had myself convinced she was part of the reason.
And now I just stand there, feeling nothing, below the stairs. It seems I've run out of tears, so I just squeeze my eyes shut in the silence.
Cluck.
Curious, I pry one eye open at the sound, so out of place. A lonely chicken is strutting across the hallway, ruffling its feathers. "You're as lost as I am, aren't you, old girl?"
The blink of a lizardlike eye.
"C'mon, then," I gather her up in my arms with a little difficulty, heading back to the hold where she belongs.
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Post by Jacky on Jan 3, 2007 21:21:39 GMT
I noticed Rae going. And it takes me a while to figure the connection with Cassandra's arrival. I know the two ladies wouldn't care to get along well, so I give it a mental shrug and pull out my compass to fix my attention on the course we're sailing.
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Post by Nikki on Jan 3, 2007 21:29:37 GMT
After I let the bird hop away into the straw and brush a few stray feathers off of myself, I wonder what to do. I can't easily be around Jack without either letting something slip or choking up. . .although thinking about it, there probably are a few duties that do need done. So I reluctantly head back updecks for something to do.
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