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Chapter Two: Kadin
Kadin stood mutely in the middle of the hall, having no clue what to do, or where to go. Yawning, she walked back into the room, and proceeded to go back to sleep for the next few hours. Who knew you could get jet lag from universe hopping?
Kadin rubbed her eyes sleepily, thinking 'that was a weird dream. I wonder what's for breakfast?' She stood up, and walked to the door with her eyes closed. She opened the door, and stepped out, promptly running into a soldier.
"Hey, who are you!" she said loudly. She looked around. "And for that matter, where am I?"
"You are aboard the Dauntless, Miss Jessa," he replied calmly. "Don't you remember, miss? You appeared from nowhere and walked out here earlier."
"No I didn't. I couldn't've. That was a dream. This must be a dream too. Okay, I wanna wake up now." She pinched herself, and winced with the slight pain. "Maybe not..."
"Miss, are you alright?"
"Nah, I'm just peachy. I'm in my pajamas, in the middle of who knows where, and I haven't had breakfast. I'm absolutely fine!" she replied sarcastically.
The soldier looked at her oddly. "Miss...you didn't mean that, did you?"
"No, buddy, I didn't. It's called the art of sarcasm, and I can see you have yet to grasp it."
"Oh...well, Miss Jessa, I must request that you accompany me to see the captain. He is aware that you are here and wishes to meet you."
"Okay...will there be food?"
"Miss, I do not know. Just please come with me."
"Fine. But I want breakfast sometime, okay?"
"Of course, Miss Jessa."
"Will you quit that? I'm Jessa. Not Miss Jessa. Come to think of it, what's your name?"
Looking rather surprised, he answered, "My name, M-Jessa? My name is James Hayden."
"Okay, then, Jamie boy, let's go!"
James looked even more confused as she said this. "My name is James, not Jamie."
"It's called a nickname, buddy, get used to it."
Deciding he was better off with his mouth shut, he led Kadin (A/N: who is know calling herself Jessa for reasons I do not understand. She's helping me write this, so...) to the captain.
Katzaki ran and ran, until she couldn't go any further. Stopping finally, panting for breath, she looked around. 'Where on earth am I?' she wondered. She sat down, desperately thinking back to the movie. As it was, she was tired and could barely be reliant on her memory. So she caught her breath, and looked around once more. It looked like she was in the aftermath of a war zone. There were bombs and fires and-what was that? It looked kind of like...the prison! With a grin on her face, she snuck around, and hid near it, so she could hear what went on inside. With any luck, she'd be able to join in on the adventure she knew had to take place. And if it didn't...well, if that happens, she decided, I'll think about it later.
"Or else what, cap'n? You'll kill me? I'm not afraid to die. Death is just the next great adventure. Or, if you leave me on some freaky little island, I'll escape. I can promise you that," Kieran (Korbin) said, staring into the captain's eyes. The captain's face hardened, and he kicked her in the side.
"Ye'll be workin' aboard this ship 'ere after yer done answerin' me questions. And ye'll soon learn-I don' tolerate back talkin' whelps like ye runnin' 'bout me ship if yer gonna cause me trouble. Now, ye'll answer me questions, and ye'll do it willingly, or I'll put ta use some of them ideas ye gave me. Understood?" The captain was glaring down at her, and Kieran scooted away slightly, looking down.
"Yes captain. I understand," she said quietly, deciding that torture would probably not be fun, and it was best to be a good-er, bad-little mini pirate for now. The captain smirked from above her.
"Good boy. Now, where do ye come from, Korbin?"
Kieran thought fast, hoping her answer wasn't too delayed. "I-I comes from Port Royal, sir. I snuck aboard while everyone was fighting. I figure just about anything's better than being a street kid, sir." The captain seemed to think over her answer for a moment.
"And what made ye decide to be a pirate, lad?"
"Adventure, sir. No rules, other than the code. And 'sides, they're really more like guidelines anyway, sir." A yell came from above after Kieran finished speaking. The captain looked up for a moment, and then turned back to her.
"Ye stay here, whelp. I've more to discuss with ye later, like yer place on this 'ere ship, ye see. I've other business to attend to now, and I need ta see ta it."
"Yes sir, Captain...Umm..."
"Captain Barbossa. And ye'd do well not ta forget it." With that, he left; leaving Kieran to try and think a way out of the mess she'd gotten herself into now.
Chapter Two: Kadin
Kadin stood mutely in the middle of the hall, having no clue what to do, or where to go. Yawning, she walked back into the room, and proceeded to go back to sleep for the next few hours. Who knew you could get jet lag from universe hopping?
Kadin rubbed her eyes sleepily, thinking 'that was a weird dream. I wonder what's for breakfast?' She stood up, and walked to the door with her eyes closed. She opened the door, and stepped out, promptly running into a soldier.
"Hey, who are you!" she said loudly. She looked around. "And for that matter, where am I?"
"You are aboard the Dauntless, Miss Jessa," he replied calmly. "Don't you remember, miss? You appeared from nowhere and walked out here earlier."
"No I didn't. I couldn't've. That was a dream. This must be a dream too. Okay, I wanna wake up now." She pinched herself, and winced with the slight pain. "Maybe not..."
"Miss, are you alright?"
"Nah, I'm just peachy. I'm in my pajamas, in the middle of who knows where, and I haven't had breakfast. I'm absolutely fine!" she replied sarcastically.
The soldier looked at her oddly. "Miss...you didn't mean that, did you?"
"No, buddy, I didn't. It's called the art of sarcasm, and I can see you have yet to grasp it."
"Oh...well, Miss Jessa, I must request that you accompany me to see the captain. He is aware that you are here and wishes to meet you."
"Okay...will there be food?"
"Miss, I do not know. Just please come with me."
"Fine. But I want breakfast sometime, okay?"
"Of course, Miss Jessa."
"Will you quit that? I'm Jessa. Not Miss Jessa. Come to think of it, what's your name?"
Looking rather surprised, he answered, "My name, M-Jessa? My name is James Hayden."
"Okay, then, Jamie boy, let's go!"
James looked even more confused as she said this. "My name is James, not Jamie."
"It's called a nickname, buddy, get used to it."
Deciding he was better off with his mouth shut, he led Kadin (A/N: who is know calling herself Jessa for reasons I do not understand. She's helping me write this, so...) to the captain.
Katzaki ran and ran, until she couldn't go any further. Stopping finally, panting for breath, she looked around. 'Where on earth am I?' she wondered. She sat down, desperately thinking back to the movie. As it was, she was tired and could barely be reliant on her memory. So she caught her breath, and looked around once more. It looked like she was in the aftermath of a war zone. There were bombs and fires and-what was that? It looked kind of like...the prison! With a grin on her face, she snuck around, and hid near it, so she could hear what went on inside. With any luck, she'd be able to join in on the adventure she knew had to take place. And if it didn't...well, if that happens, she decided, I'll think about it later.
"Or else what, cap'n? You'll kill me? I'm not afraid to die. Death is just the next great adventure. Or, if you leave me on some freaky little island, I'll escape. I can promise you that," Kieran (Korbin) said, staring into the captain's eyes. The captain's face hardened, and he kicked her in the side.
"Ye'll be workin' aboard this ship 'ere after yer done answerin' me questions. And ye'll soon learn-I don' tolerate back talkin' whelps like ye runnin' 'bout me ship if yer gonna cause me trouble. Now, ye'll answer me questions, and ye'll do it willingly, or I'll put ta use some of them ideas ye gave me. Understood?" The captain was glaring down at her, and Kieran scooted away slightly, looking down.
"Yes captain. I understand," she said quietly, deciding that torture would probably not be fun, and it was best to be a good-er, bad-little mini pirate for now. The captain smirked from above her.
"Good boy. Now, where do ye come from, Korbin?"
Kieran thought fast, hoping her answer wasn't too delayed. "I-I comes from Port Royal, sir. I snuck aboard while everyone was fighting. I figure just about anything's better than being a street kid, sir." The captain seemed to think over her answer for a moment.
"And what made ye decide to be a pirate, lad?"
"Adventure, sir. No rules, other than the code. And 'sides, they're really more like guidelines anyway, sir." A yell came from above after Kieran finished speaking. The captain looked up for a moment, and then turned back to her.
"Ye stay here, whelp. I've more to discuss with ye later, like yer place on this 'ere ship, ye see. I've other business to attend to now, and I need ta see ta it."
"Yes sir, Captain...Umm..."
"Captain Barbossa. And ye'd do well not ta forget it." With that, he left; leaving Kieran to try and think a way out of the mess she'd gotten herself into now.