Chapter 10
While in the quarters, I took out my pistol and examined the pictures again. The detail on them was amazing. How could a black smith achieve that? "Nice gun" said a woman's voice. I whipped round straight away.
She had black hair, darker than an abyss. Her green eye's shone like jewels. They where beautiful eyes, so intriguing, you couldn't help but stare. But the image was ruined by a scar above her left eye. It was faded, but still visible. On the right side of her neck was a tattoo. A tattoo of a horse.
"Jenny Gumm..." my stomach did a somersault. She was one of the most feared woman pirates ever to have been born. Her left leg dragged slightly behind her as she walked, but that didn't change anything about her confident face. I remember her face from Singapore.
"Ping nowadays" she said. "I 'ad a gun like that once. Not bad. But now I've got these." She pulled out a pair of Murdoch made pistols, they where completely silver, engraved with designs only an absolute master could have achieved. My gun suddenly felt rather plain in my belt. She tossed me some rum. "Does dad know who yo-"
"Not yet. He'll find out though. Soon anoth" I didn't know why she was here, but she seemed friendly at the moment. "Came to give ya some rum, as Davidson Wistleton. Couldn't let your dad know who I was could i?" she chucked me a casket. "Figured you'd drunk your other one already"
She was right. I HAD drunken my other casket, and was beginning to feel a bit tipsy after the amount of rum I'd drunk today. "Why- why'd you join the crew? You had it all back in Singapore. A fleet of ships. A reputation. And perfect chase going on. Why leave that for this?"
Ping's glare made my heart stop in it's tracks. Her hands instinctively went to her guns. "Watch yourself Sparrow. Never know when some one might crack." Then her face loosened up. I had a feeling she was lost in memories. "I did have it all. Until I was caught. They burnt down me ships, shot my crew. And that pretty much ruined my reputation there. It cracked like a mirror. All because one day I was too cocky."
"Don't worry, happens to all of us." I said, trying to comfort her. Ping was my idol. I'd respected her ever since we'd met.
"Yeah but it doesn't" she fired her gun at me and I thought I was dead. The bullet came out of the gun silent, cloaked in darkness. When I opened my eyes, I realised the bullet had just nicked my ear. Ping was either trying to scare me or had bad aim. I didn't think it was the second one.
If you wish to do not get on the bad side of Ping Gumm, do not:
Talk of her losing everything in Singapore
Diss her guns
If there is anything to add on later on, trust me, you'll know about it. Dad popped his head round the double doors, and grinned. "Time to come out, Veronica" he didn't notice my face which had turned pale in my near death encounter with Ping. "We'll have The Pearl back before you know it."