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Post by Jacky on Jan 9, 2007 6:12:32 GMT
When Cassandra is gone from the cabin I whipe another droplet of sweat that drips below my bandana, and I pick up my hat that sits neglected next to the bed. I put it back onto my head carefully, making sure it's not crooked.
A good fight clears my mind more than any rum in the world would. It's ironic that it's Cassandra who knows that.. while it's Rae who caused the chaos within my mind in the first place. Eventhough (quite unfortunately) I can't blame *her* for it, now can I?
I pick up my coat as well and retreat from the cabin, to head updecks and perhaps - if I decide to pull one of me very rare good-naturedly moods, to find Rae..
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Post by Nikki on Jan 9, 2007 11:56:36 GMT
As I head to stuff the book back somewhere I'll never have to see it again, something crackles under my foot. Bending down to pick it up, I hold it at arms length when I straighten again, trying to make some sense of it.
It appears to be a very old map. Most of it is missing, the yellowing and jagged edges of the paper sticking out every which way.
Confused and apathetic, I stash it away in a nameless pocket, then head back updecks.
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Post by Jacky on Jan 9, 2007 14:18:26 GMT
Coincidence causes me to pass by the cabin the second she opens the door to head updecks.
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Post by Daz on Jan 9, 2007 16:03:48 GMT
I back working with the men, who predict the port to be only a few hours away by now. We'd reach there by the evening at least.
My thoughts of rum and food and general freedom from the pearl disappear as soon as Rae comes updecks to interrupt them. They all shrink away as my mind clouds with darker subjects. much darker.
I give her a slight glare. She fucks up Jacks brain, which I usually woudnt care much about. But if she is able to do it with such an unusual and destroying effect upon his own personality.. that's out of order. I seriously cant stand how he turns all soft for her. All.. emotionally attached.
Before emotions were quite irrelivent..
well at least they were to two pirates. Way back when we were together.
Together. Hardly.
Kind of.
On and off...
Basically like we are today with more sex, I guess.
My mind rambles on as I help the men with the sails and so on.
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Post by Nikki on Jan 9, 2007 22:25:08 GMT
When I open the door I just stare at him flatly. And I'm surprised to find no pain in it. Just indifference and negativity. So silently, I look on.
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Post by Ans on Jan 10, 2007 6:13:23 GMT
The stare starts to get awkward, so I brush it off with a grin of indifference. "M'dear." I greet her, giving her a salute by tapping the side of my head shortly
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Post by Nikki on Jan 10, 2007 12:26:26 GMT
Looking towards the floor and then turning my gaze back to him, I smile just a fraction. No matter what happens, things can be a little bit alright again with what he does. Resisting the urge to throw my arms around him, I distract myself with words. "Is everything alright?"
And I know that's probably the daftest question I can ask right now.
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Post by Jacky on Jan 10, 2007 18:43:48 GMT
Sure as hell it's better than an hour earlier, just after she told me 'bout her pregnancy.. So I nod, "Dandy." I confirm. And I decide against bringing the subject up again.. Right now it's one hell of a lot easier to just forget 'bout it.
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Post by Daz on Jan 10, 2007 19:22:05 GMT
"Land Ho!"... I hear one of the men shout some time later..
Thank God. Urgh. I look back up at Jack to see if hes still with her.
He is.
Pansy.
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Post by Nikki on Jan 10, 2007 21:24:16 GMT
I'm glad he's avoiding the subject. . .cuz it's just better to forget, as we all know.
He does seem actually better, though. And it's a relief to catch him not lying for once. I decide it'd be a good time to tell him about the enigma I'd found.
"Reach in my right breast pocket." I instruct, wanting to keep his interest in mind.
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