Codswallop Ch 8
Everyone onboard was celebrating his or her victory, except Jack whom was still depressed about Anna Maria's death. Before they were married they were good friends, and part of him remembers that better than their marriage. He remembers the countless officers they had impersonated, and the many times they had raided the armory for supplies. He sighed heavily.
"She was a good, lass." Came Yignacio's voice from behind him.
"Aye, she was. I'm sorry I never listened to you. Forgive me." Jack said not taking his eyes off the ocean. He leaned over the railing and just listened to the party going on the deck.
"It isn't fair to blame yourself. It's not your fault." She said standing beside him.
"I don't blame myself. I blame Patrick." Jack said angrily.
"...That's not what I meant." Yignacio said with a sigh. "Maybe, no one is to blame...maybe she was just meant to die at that moment...maybe if she didn't take her own life Elizabeth would have done it anyway."
"Perhaps." Jack said. He looked up to thank Yignacio for talking to him, but found she was gone. "That's one odd woman." He said to himself as he went to join in the festivities.
Everyone was drinking, and having fun. In one corner Yignacio was telling a story to Lorilie, Will, and Jenni. Jack sat next to Lorilie, so he could hear the story as well.
"My cousin, Rafiki, he was a medicine man. He healed many people, and made potions to bring luck and well-being. Until one day a woman approached him, and asked for a charm to bring her love."
By now, El Teacup, Lennon, Patrick, Lacey, Sam, and Adriana had made their way over to hear the tale.
"Rafiki told the girl that love was not meant to be tampered with, but she didn't listen. She nagged him, and nagged him, until one day he lost his bloody mind. And from then on he wore a green goblin outfit, and flew around looking for unsuspecting men to show their doodads."
Everyone blinked and waited for the story to continue.
"That is all." Yignacio said.
"So what was the point of the story?" Patrick asked lost.
"The point is that there is no point." Yignacio replied simply.
"I don't get it." A non-perverted Adriana asked.
"Precisely!" Yignacio grinned from ear to ear, proud of her doing.
One by one people began to leave, until only Jenni, Jack, Adriana, Sam, and Patrick were left listening to Yignacio talk foolishness.
"And then they made me their chef!" Yignacio exclaimed.
"You mean chief..." Jack corrected her.
"Same difference. And so the tribe took me in and raised me with the eldest woman...who just so happened to be a psychic. She passed her skills on to me, and here I am today."
"How did you get here?" Patrick asked.
"Well, First she sent me to be married, and I wasn't having that. So I got off a stop early in Port Royal, and stayed there for a while until I began to get bored. I played my violin for those who would listen, and the authorities didn't seem to like it. And so I carried on and such, told fortunes for a living, and they had a wanted poster up for me, so I decided to hide out in this boat...and here I am today!"
Jack raised an eyebrow. "And how old are you again, luv."
Yignacio looked at Jack wickedly. "Never ask a woman her age." She patted him on the back as if to say good try.
Jack grinned at her. "Come on, luv. Give me a hint."
"No!" she snapped at him. "Why do you care so much?"
"I'm wondering how a woman as young looking as you, can have so much wisdom."
Yignacio snickered. "Guess my age then."
"You couldn't be much older than Lorilie..." Jack said looking at her and smiling. "Hmm...17?" He guessed randomly.
Yignacio frowned. "I'm 22." She smiled. "But thank ye for your honesty." She turned and retired to her closet, where she would sleep until morning.
"Intriguing." Said Patrick.
"I don't get it..." Adriana said.
"It's ok..." Sam said pulling her away, and patting her on the head. They left Jenni, Jack, and Patrick behind.
"She reminds me of Anna Maria." Jenni said.
"Aye, me too." Jack said fondling with his beard.
"Lacey is waiting for me, I shall depart." Patrick stood, and left.
Jenni told Jack good night and retired herself.
Jack sat there alone in the dark still unsure of where to go from here. "I feel a change in the wind." Yignacio said from behind Jack, surprising him.
"Bloody hell...was that necessary?" Jack said annoyed.
"Nay, but I suspect we shall meet up with Elizabeth again soon." Yignacio said.
"Are you certain?" Jack asked.
"Oui!" she said.
"I have a question for you, err...Yignacio." He looked at her strangely.
"Aye?"
"What keeps you here? Why not go, and live your life? Now that we're at Tortuga, why not go? I'm not saying I don't enjoy your company...I was just wondering..."
"There's something about this ship, this crew, this atmosphere. I don't know what it is just yet, but there is definitely something alluring about this pirate vessel."
"So you know?"
"Psychic." She said plainly.
"Ahh...I see. Well I'm off to bed. Good night, milady." Jack walked away leaving Yignacio by herself with a full bottle of rum. She smiled to herself, and began to drink.
Everyone onboard was celebrating his or her victory, except Jack whom was still depressed about Anna Maria's death. Before they were married they were good friends, and part of him remembers that better than their marriage. He remembers the countless officers they had impersonated, and the many times they had raided the armory for supplies. He sighed heavily.
"She was a good, lass." Came Yignacio's voice from behind him.
"Aye, she was. I'm sorry I never listened to you. Forgive me." Jack said not taking his eyes off the ocean. He leaned over the railing and just listened to the party going on the deck.
"It isn't fair to blame yourself. It's not your fault." She said standing beside him.
"I don't blame myself. I blame Patrick." Jack said angrily.
"...That's not what I meant." Yignacio said with a sigh. "Maybe, no one is to blame...maybe she was just meant to die at that moment...maybe if she didn't take her own life Elizabeth would have done it anyway."
"Perhaps." Jack said. He looked up to thank Yignacio for talking to him, but found she was gone. "That's one odd woman." He said to himself as he went to join in the festivities.
Everyone was drinking, and having fun. In one corner Yignacio was telling a story to Lorilie, Will, and Jenni. Jack sat next to Lorilie, so he could hear the story as well.
"My cousin, Rafiki, he was a medicine man. He healed many people, and made potions to bring luck and well-being. Until one day a woman approached him, and asked for a charm to bring her love."
By now, El Teacup, Lennon, Patrick, Lacey, Sam, and Adriana had made their way over to hear the tale.
"Rafiki told the girl that love was not meant to be tampered with, but she didn't listen. She nagged him, and nagged him, until one day he lost his bloody mind. And from then on he wore a green goblin outfit, and flew around looking for unsuspecting men to show their doodads."
Everyone blinked and waited for the story to continue.
"That is all." Yignacio said.
"So what was the point of the story?" Patrick asked lost.
"The point is that there is no point." Yignacio replied simply.
"I don't get it." A non-perverted Adriana asked.
"Precisely!" Yignacio grinned from ear to ear, proud of her doing.
One by one people began to leave, until only Jenni, Jack, Adriana, Sam, and Patrick were left listening to Yignacio talk foolishness.
"And then they made me their chef!" Yignacio exclaimed.
"You mean chief..." Jack corrected her.
"Same difference. And so the tribe took me in and raised me with the eldest woman...who just so happened to be a psychic. She passed her skills on to me, and here I am today."
"How did you get here?" Patrick asked.
"Well, First she sent me to be married, and I wasn't having that. So I got off a stop early in Port Royal, and stayed there for a while until I began to get bored. I played my violin for those who would listen, and the authorities didn't seem to like it. And so I carried on and such, told fortunes for a living, and they had a wanted poster up for me, so I decided to hide out in this boat...and here I am today!"
Jack raised an eyebrow. "And how old are you again, luv."
Yignacio looked at Jack wickedly. "Never ask a woman her age." She patted him on the back as if to say good try.
Jack grinned at her. "Come on, luv. Give me a hint."
"No!" she snapped at him. "Why do you care so much?"
"I'm wondering how a woman as young looking as you, can have so much wisdom."
Yignacio snickered. "Guess my age then."
"You couldn't be much older than Lorilie..." Jack said looking at her and smiling. "Hmm...17?" He guessed randomly.
Yignacio frowned. "I'm 22." She smiled. "But thank ye for your honesty." She turned and retired to her closet, where she would sleep until morning.
"Intriguing." Said Patrick.
"I don't get it..." Adriana said.
"It's ok..." Sam said pulling her away, and patting her on the head. They left Jenni, Jack, and Patrick behind.
"She reminds me of Anna Maria." Jenni said.
"Aye, me too." Jack said fondling with his beard.
"Lacey is waiting for me, I shall depart." Patrick stood, and left.
Jenni told Jack good night and retired herself.
Jack sat there alone in the dark still unsure of where to go from here. "I feel a change in the wind." Yignacio said from behind Jack, surprising him.
"Bloody hell...was that necessary?" Jack said annoyed.
"Nay, but I suspect we shall meet up with Elizabeth again soon." Yignacio said.
"Are you certain?" Jack asked.
"Oui!" she said.
"I have a question for you, err...Yignacio." He looked at her strangely.
"Aye?"
"What keeps you here? Why not go, and live your life? Now that we're at Tortuga, why not go? I'm not saying I don't enjoy your company...I was just wondering..."
"There's something about this ship, this crew, this atmosphere. I don't know what it is just yet, but there is definitely something alluring about this pirate vessel."
"So you know?"
"Psychic." She said plainly.
"Ahh...I see. Well I'm off to bed. Good night, milady." Jack walked away leaving Yignacio by herself with a full bottle of rum. She smiled to herself, and began to drink.
