Nova stared at the man in the cell across from her. Will Turner looked
small and completely forlorn, like a caged animal that's spirit was all but
broken. Nova had known Will for forever it seemed like. They had befriended
each other when he showed up in Port Royal. Both had gone their separate
ways as they had grown older, Will to be apprenticed to a blacksmith, Nova
to the seamier side working as a smuggler's contact and eventually becoming
one of the foremost smuggling powers in Port Royal. If it was illegal, Nova
probably knew something about it.
Still, in spite of everything, Nova felt a fierce protectiveness for Will, her one close friend. Seeing him unjustly locked in a prison cell was enough to aggravate Nova to a point of wanting to shoot someone.
"He attacked Elizabeth," Will said sullenly.
"I've no doubting that," Nova said blandly, "you only did what you had to do."
Will looked up gratefully at his old friend.
"You think Jack can get me out of here?" he asked quietly.
"I think Lord Pennington is more than willing to trade his son for the Devil's Keep," Nova said with a great amount of disgust, "it's completely unseemly to be willing to give your son, degenerate or not, for some mythical pirate treasure."
Will nodded, "You think it's actually there?"
Nova made a face and leaned against the wall.
"I think there might be something there. Jack thinks there might be something there. As to what it actually is, I think neither of us have a clue."
"You think they'll let me out?" Will asked, a slight amount of hope creeping into his voice.
"I think since you have ties to the governor and since they know the whole incident was justified, if I can offer a trade, Pennington will be willing to take the bait. For obvious reasons Jack can't show himself around the decent, law abiding people until we actually get out of Port Royal. We don't need him in the cell with you. As for me, I might be shady, but they can't place definite blame on me."
Nova smiled ruefully, "Who would think a woman that competent after all?"
Will smiled.
"You're more than competent, Nova. If I trust anyone in this matter, it's you."
Will suddenly looked melancholy again.
"I miss Elizabeth," he said quietly.
Nova gave a half smile and reached through the bars of Will's cell.
"We'll get you back to her," she said confidently, "but right now we need to concentrate on striking a deal with Pennington and getting you out of here."
Still hanging on to Nova's hand, Will impulsively pulled her to himself and hugged her through the bars.
"Thank you," he said.
Nova smiled, pulling away from her friend and silently melting into the shadows of the jail.
Still, in spite of everything, Nova felt a fierce protectiveness for Will, her one close friend. Seeing him unjustly locked in a prison cell was enough to aggravate Nova to a point of wanting to shoot someone.
"He attacked Elizabeth," Will said sullenly.
"I've no doubting that," Nova said blandly, "you only did what you had to do."
Will looked up gratefully at his old friend.
"You think Jack can get me out of here?" he asked quietly.
"I think Lord Pennington is more than willing to trade his son for the Devil's Keep," Nova said with a great amount of disgust, "it's completely unseemly to be willing to give your son, degenerate or not, for some mythical pirate treasure."
Will nodded, "You think it's actually there?"
Nova made a face and leaned against the wall.
"I think there might be something there. Jack thinks there might be something there. As to what it actually is, I think neither of us have a clue."
"You think they'll let me out?" Will asked, a slight amount of hope creeping into his voice.
"I think since you have ties to the governor and since they know the whole incident was justified, if I can offer a trade, Pennington will be willing to take the bait. For obvious reasons Jack can't show himself around the decent, law abiding people until we actually get out of Port Royal. We don't need him in the cell with you. As for me, I might be shady, but they can't place definite blame on me."
Nova smiled ruefully, "Who would think a woman that competent after all?"
Will smiled.
"You're more than competent, Nova. If I trust anyone in this matter, it's you."
Will suddenly looked melancholy again.
"I miss Elizabeth," he said quietly.
Nova gave a half smile and reached through the bars of Will's cell.
"We'll get you back to her," she said confidently, "but right now we need to concentrate on striking a deal with Pennington and getting you out of here."
Still hanging on to Nova's hand, Will impulsively pulled her to himself and hugged her through the bars.
"Thank you," he said.
Nova smiled, pulling away from her friend and silently melting into the shadows of the jail.