Chapter 7: Enjoy the Silence.
It was early in the morning when Kilie awoke from her bed, so early in fact that the sun had not even begun to rise. She yawned and sat up, scratching her neck before leaning down to grab her boots; she glanced over at Anna Maria, who still lay sleeping in her bed. Kilie was glad to have her room with another woman, she loved the other members of the crew, they were kind and had good souls......... but their smell left something to be desired.
Kilie stood once she was finished and grabbed a lantern and her jacket off of the table, she lit the wick and opened the door slowly so as not to wake Anna Maria. The wood creaked a little as she walked up the stairs, she glanced upwards and saw the sky, dark and full of stars, the moon was in the west and would soon vanish all together with the coming dawn.
Jack stood alone at the helm, his hands on the wheel and his dark eyes fixated on the open sea ahead of him.
Kilie smiled a little at the sight of him, she yawned again and rubbed her eyes with a free hand before walking up the next set of steps to the helm. She placed the lantern down on the deck and leaned on the wood next to Jack.
"Yer up rather early this mornin' luv........ have some trouble sleepin'?" Jack turned to face her
"No, not really, just........ felt like waking up is all. Not really sure why, but now that I'm up I can't go back to sleep. I was going to go down and grab something for breakfast from the kitchen, did you want anything?"
"Aye, some rum would be great." Jack winked at her. "Actually, just some fruit will do fer now.... Not entirely hungry me self yet."
Kilie nodded and picked up the lantern, she turned and went back below decks, scrounging around the kitchen until she found a few things worth eating. She came back up with a banana for Jack and some salted pork and bread and a bottle of rum for her self.
She handed Jack the fruit and sat down with her plate on the deck to eat.
Jack nibbled at the banana as he steered, occasionally glancing down to look at his compass and the map to make sure they were going in the right direction.
After a while, Kilie spoke again. "How much longer do you think it will take for us to reach the Island?" she took a sip from the bottle, and wiped her mouth on her sleeve.
Jack kept his gaze forward, never leaving the water. "Two- three days at the most. Four if the wind doesn't pick up any faster."
Kilie set her plate aside and stood up, coming to stand beside Jack, handing him the rum bottle without even asking if he wanted a drink.
Jack took the bottle and sipped from it greedily, letting out a little belch afterwards. "Thank you, luv, that really hits the spot."
Kilie merely nodded and went back to sit down and finish her meal, she glanced around the ship; though it was still dark she could tell that the sails were not picking up a lot of breeze. "Looks like the wind is dying... that's going to be a problem isn't it?" She cast her eyes on Jack
Jack took off his hat, scratching the top of his head, "Aye, it would appear that way. Dammit all! Well, maybe our luck will hold and it'll pick back up again, 'till then all we can to is keep heading for the island, no matter what speed we have to go at to make it there."
Kilie sighed, a little frustraighted. She knew that it was going to take awhile to get to the island, but that wasn't what bothered her. She had a constant nagging at the back of her mind, a fear that something wasn't all together right with this whole situation, and although she could see no fault in their plans, nor any real reason to worry except for the fact that the wind wasn't blowing as strong as they would have liked; the uneasy feeling still remained.
It was now half past noon and the sun was shinning brightly over open sea, the wind was blowing strong, a little too strong for Jack's liking, but it was nothing to be concerned about yet. Some of the crew were down below decks, sleeping or eating. The other half were walking easily around deck, going on about their duties. It was definatly a slow day, and the crew doubted that much would happen for the rest of it.
Kilie, on the other hand, doubted very much that this would be an uneventful day; she stood on the bow of the ship, her eyes closed, leaning over the edge. She was listening to the wind, and feeling how it moved the ship ever so slightly; here eyes opened then suddenly and she gazed up at the sky, her suspicions were confirmed, there was a storm coming, already she would see the hint of clouds beginning to form on the horizon. Kilie turned and ran up the deck, skipping over three steps at a time as she clamored up the stairs, she nearly fell flat on her face at Jack's feet.
"Easy goin' there luv. What's got ye so spooked eh?" Jack looked her up and down.
"We've got to tie down the sails! We have to secure everything!" Kilie said frantically.
Jack raised an eyebrow "What the hell is wrong with ye?" he gazed down over hr shoulder curiously. "Did ye bump yer head on somthin'?"
"No, I didn't! There's a storm coming Jack, and a real big one from the looks of it!"
Jack gazed at her amusingly, and then glanced up at the sky. "An' what exactly tells ye that? The sun is shinning and there's not a sign of dark clouds, and the wind is just fine."
Kilie shook her head "But it's coming! I swear it! There are clouds forming over there on the horizon, we'll be under them in a matter of hours."
Jack squinted and smiled. "Ah, those are just happy little white clouds, nothin' te worry about. Now go on about yer business Miss Kilie."
"But Jack I-"
"Now look, I've been sailin' the seas fer much longer that ye could ever imagine, I know what it looks like when a storm is commin' in... and this aint it."
"But Jack I know what I'm talking-"
"Shush! Not another peep out of ye!" Jack placed his hand over Kilie's mouth. "The weather is fine, the ship is fine, and there is no bloody storm coming."
* * * * * * * * * * *
The giant waves pounded the Black Pearl from all sides, the crewmembers were flung around the ship, doing there best to tie down the sails, and yet keep from being tossed overboard. Thunder cracked loudly overhead and lightning struck nearer and nearer to the ship.
Jack Sparrow stood with his hands held firmly on the wheel, steering madly through the storm, a number of curses pouring from his mouth. He was completely drenched from head to toe.
Kilie stood next to him, also soaked through and through, a dull, unamused look upon her face. "I told you so."
"Shut up!" Jack snapped.
It was early in the morning when Kilie awoke from her bed, so early in fact that the sun had not even begun to rise. She yawned and sat up, scratching her neck before leaning down to grab her boots; she glanced over at Anna Maria, who still lay sleeping in her bed. Kilie was glad to have her room with another woman, she loved the other members of the crew, they were kind and had good souls......... but their smell left something to be desired.
Kilie stood once she was finished and grabbed a lantern and her jacket off of the table, she lit the wick and opened the door slowly so as not to wake Anna Maria. The wood creaked a little as she walked up the stairs, she glanced upwards and saw the sky, dark and full of stars, the moon was in the west and would soon vanish all together with the coming dawn.
Jack stood alone at the helm, his hands on the wheel and his dark eyes fixated on the open sea ahead of him.
Kilie smiled a little at the sight of him, she yawned again and rubbed her eyes with a free hand before walking up the next set of steps to the helm. She placed the lantern down on the deck and leaned on the wood next to Jack.
"Yer up rather early this mornin' luv........ have some trouble sleepin'?" Jack turned to face her
"No, not really, just........ felt like waking up is all. Not really sure why, but now that I'm up I can't go back to sleep. I was going to go down and grab something for breakfast from the kitchen, did you want anything?"
"Aye, some rum would be great." Jack winked at her. "Actually, just some fruit will do fer now.... Not entirely hungry me self yet."
Kilie nodded and picked up the lantern, she turned and went back below decks, scrounging around the kitchen until she found a few things worth eating. She came back up with a banana for Jack and some salted pork and bread and a bottle of rum for her self.
She handed Jack the fruit and sat down with her plate on the deck to eat.
Jack nibbled at the banana as he steered, occasionally glancing down to look at his compass and the map to make sure they were going in the right direction.
After a while, Kilie spoke again. "How much longer do you think it will take for us to reach the Island?" she took a sip from the bottle, and wiped her mouth on her sleeve.
Jack kept his gaze forward, never leaving the water. "Two- three days at the most. Four if the wind doesn't pick up any faster."
Kilie set her plate aside and stood up, coming to stand beside Jack, handing him the rum bottle without even asking if he wanted a drink.
Jack took the bottle and sipped from it greedily, letting out a little belch afterwards. "Thank you, luv, that really hits the spot."
Kilie merely nodded and went back to sit down and finish her meal, she glanced around the ship; though it was still dark she could tell that the sails were not picking up a lot of breeze. "Looks like the wind is dying... that's going to be a problem isn't it?" She cast her eyes on Jack
Jack took off his hat, scratching the top of his head, "Aye, it would appear that way. Dammit all! Well, maybe our luck will hold and it'll pick back up again, 'till then all we can to is keep heading for the island, no matter what speed we have to go at to make it there."
Kilie sighed, a little frustraighted. She knew that it was going to take awhile to get to the island, but that wasn't what bothered her. She had a constant nagging at the back of her mind, a fear that something wasn't all together right with this whole situation, and although she could see no fault in their plans, nor any real reason to worry except for the fact that the wind wasn't blowing as strong as they would have liked; the uneasy feeling still remained.
It was now half past noon and the sun was shinning brightly over open sea, the wind was blowing strong, a little too strong for Jack's liking, but it was nothing to be concerned about yet. Some of the crew were down below decks, sleeping or eating. The other half were walking easily around deck, going on about their duties. It was definatly a slow day, and the crew doubted that much would happen for the rest of it.
Kilie, on the other hand, doubted very much that this would be an uneventful day; she stood on the bow of the ship, her eyes closed, leaning over the edge. She was listening to the wind, and feeling how it moved the ship ever so slightly; here eyes opened then suddenly and she gazed up at the sky, her suspicions were confirmed, there was a storm coming, already she would see the hint of clouds beginning to form on the horizon. Kilie turned and ran up the deck, skipping over three steps at a time as she clamored up the stairs, she nearly fell flat on her face at Jack's feet.
"Easy goin' there luv. What's got ye so spooked eh?" Jack looked her up and down.
"We've got to tie down the sails! We have to secure everything!" Kilie said frantically.
Jack raised an eyebrow "What the hell is wrong with ye?" he gazed down over hr shoulder curiously. "Did ye bump yer head on somthin'?"
"No, I didn't! There's a storm coming Jack, and a real big one from the looks of it!"
Jack gazed at her amusingly, and then glanced up at the sky. "An' what exactly tells ye that? The sun is shinning and there's not a sign of dark clouds, and the wind is just fine."
Kilie shook her head "But it's coming! I swear it! There are clouds forming over there on the horizon, we'll be under them in a matter of hours."
Jack squinted and smiled. "Ah, those are just happy little white clouds, nothin' te worry about. Now go on about yer business Miss Kilie."
"But Jack I-"
"Now look, I've been sailin' the seas fer much longer that ye could ever imagine, I know what it looks like when a storm is commin' in... and this aint it."
"But Jack I know what I'm talking-"
"Shush! Not another peep out of ye!" Jack placed his hand over Kilie's mouth. "The weather is fine, the ship is fine, and there is no bloody storm coming."
* * * * * * * * * * *
The giant waves pounded the Black Pearl from all sides, the crewmembers were flung around the ship, doing there best to tie down the sails, and yet keep from being tossed overboard. Thunder cracked loudly overhead and lightning struck nearer and nearer to the ship.
Jack Sparrow stood with his hands held firmly on the wheel, steering madly through the storm, a number of curses pouring from his mouth. He was completely drenched from head to toe.
Kilie stood next to him, also soaked through and through, a dull, unamused look upon her face. "I told you so."
"Shut up!" Jack snapped.
