Author's Note: No reviews?!?!?! WAHHH!!!! I feel so unloved-ed-ed. (tear) Also, I made a typo. It's Mina 'Harker', not 'Harver'.
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"...And that's why we need your help," Allan finished.
"Spanish sailors have been telling of this war in the east," Devaki said thoughtfully.
"World War, actually," Skinner corrected.
"Same thing," Allan waved off. "The point is...your services to the League would be greatly appreciated."
Devaki thought for a while in silence, considering. She then stood up.
"I accept your request," she said, raising her hand for Quatermain to shake.
"Very good," Allan replied, taking her hand and shaking it. "Welcome to the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen."
"'Gentlemen'?" Devaki questioned, smiling.
"Well, it doesn't sound exactly right if we called it 'League of Extraordinary Gentlepeople', now, would it?" Skinner pointed out.
"No, I suppose not," Devaki replied, slightly amused. "Anyway, where are we heading to? Russia?"
"Close," Sawyer said. "Mongolia."
"Where is that?"
"Right underneath Russia," he replied. "It's landlocked between Russia and China."
"Know your geography, don't you, lad?" Allan said, amused. Tom shrugged, grinning.
"Well, I must get packed for a long journey, don't I?" Devaki said. Mina walked over.
"I will help you," she said. Devaki nodded.
"Thank you, Mrs. Harker," she said.
"Call me Mina."
The two walked into another room joined to the living room.
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"Ah, the Nautilus," Devaki breathed. "I can feel the vastness of it. I wish I could actually see it."
"Why not? I thought you could hear echoes," Tom said.
"I'm not that extraordinary," Devaki said, walking toward the huge vessel. "Anyway, I don't have the proper tool." She made her way slowly, pointing her staff in front of her, to feel any objects in her path.
"Do you need any help getting on the ship, Miss Gonzalo?" Nemo asked.
"No, no. I can manage myself," Devaki said stiffly. As the rest of the group filed onto the ship, Devaki waited near the door.
"Mr. Nemo, can you show me my living quarters?" she asked.
"Of course, Miss Gonzalo," he said, taking her arm. He leaded her up a few floors and across massive hallways. They finally came to a door near the end of one.
"Here you are," he said, opening the door. Devaki thanked him and asked him if she could be alone to explore and memorize her new space. Nemo obliged and left.
Devaki started her investigation of her room. But first she opened her suitcase and took out a short metal pole. She pushed a button on the top, and it suddenly lengthened to the exact size of her wooden walking stick. She tapped one end on the ground, and nodded, satisfied.
She carefully walked every square foot of the room, touching the walls, searching all the nooks and crannies. She examined the desk that was pushed against the wall opposite her bed. Her hand pushed against a typewriter. She immediately realized the numbers and letters were in Braille. She made a mental note to thank Nemo later. She then started to unpack her things, putting what little clothing she had into the dresser at the foot of her bed.
About an hour later, a knock came at her door.
"Come in," she said. The door opened to reveal Captain Nemo.
"It's me. I am here to escort you to the dinner hall."
Devaki nodded, allowing Nemo to lead her.
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"That is not the stick I saw earlier," Skinner told Devaki as she sat down next to him. "Why do you need two?"
"This one is specialized for me to hear echoes much more clearly," she explained. "It is also..." She lifted the end of it into the air and pushed a button under the retract button. The end suddenly morphed into a spear-like point.
"...A weapon."
"Bloody hell!" Skinner said, alarmed. "You can poke someone's eye out with that thing!"
"Mr. Skinner, I can do more than that," she said, grinning devilishly. She retracted the point. "Anyway, I'm sure it will be needed more often then not.
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After dinner, Nemo led Devaki, again, to her room. She remembered about the typewriter and thanked him.
"Well, I knew how much you loved to write, so I decided to drop by a store for blind people and bought it," he said. Devaki smiled and gave him a small kiss on the cheek. He bowed and stepped out of the room. Devaki closed the door behind him and dressed into her white nightgown. She took off her glasses and laid them on the bedside table, and then leaned her metal pole against the table, so it could be easily reached. She climbed into her bed and fell quickly to sleep.
Suddenly, she awoke to a barely audible shuffling across her floor. She then heavy weight on her bed. The person grabbed her by the waist. Frightened, she grabbed her staff and swung it furiously at the person.
"OW!" a voice yelled as she felt her pole hit something solid. The person released her. "What was that for?"
"¡Ei! ¡BAJE DE MÍ DE USTED CERDO! (Get off of me, you pig!)" Devaki shrieked
About ten seconds later, she heard the door open and heard Nemo's voice.
"What's going on here?" Nemo demanded. Devaki heard a light switch click on. "There's no one here..." His voice faded.
"SKINNER! WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?" he roared suddenly.
"I wasn't doin' nofin," Skinner said in an innocent voice. Devaki felt the weight lift instantly. Anger rose in her.
"You weren't doing anything? ¡Usted se atrevió a intentarme y a acosar! (You dared to try and harass me!)" She shouted at the direction of his voice. She then started spitting curses in a mixture of Spanish and English. "¡You es un cerdo enfermo, mindless, estúpido! (You are a sick, mindless, stupid pig!) Le espero putrefacción y muero en infierno, you sick minded...(I hope you rot and die in Hell)
"Devaki! Devaki! Please calm down," Nemo said, laying a comforting hand on her shoulder. "I promise he will not touch you again." He glared at where he thought Skinner was.
"Oh, he better..." she snarled. "Or I might just push the other button..."
"Oh, no, Devvy! I won't do it ever again!" Skinner said quickly as he hurriedly walked out of the room. But Devaki caught a note of sarcasm in his voice.
"It's Miss Gonzalo to you now, Cerdo (Pig)!" she called after him.