"Why is this important?" Weatherby asked, looking at the seemingly random object in his hand. "It just looks like a piece of rubbish to me!"
"The firs' Lords were dirt poor when they sealed Calypso away." Ragetti explained. "Tha' piece o' rubbish is a Piece o' Eight!"
Beckett was starting to spend less time with Ragetti and more time on the deck of his ship; leaving Ragetti time to plot and plan with the others behind his back easily.
They were all standing around him now as Weatherby handed back the Piece of Eight Sao Feng had given him.
"Et's goin' ta 'elp us git ou' o' 'ere." He added with a smile.
"How can it do that?" Murtogg asked.
Smiling, Ragetti held it up and watched as a dark blue light from within glittered on its surface; the Piece reacting to his bloodline.
"Each Piece 'olds some o' Calypso's power." He explained to them softly. "Me wooden eye controls the wind o' the sea an' this 'olds the power o'er its waves."
"Magic!" Mullroy whispered in awe.
"Aye, a deep an' old magic tied ta blood. Loik the curse I was under from the Aztec gold. Only two people in the whole world kin use the Piece's magic."
"And you are one of them?" Norrington asked.
"Aye, an' Mistress Ching is the other."
"You talk a lot about this Ching woman." Norrington observed.
"She's a nice lady." Ragetti said with a shrug. "She's blind an' real mean ta those who fink she's weak because o' et, bu' she were always kind ta me because I always pulled ou' 'er chair when she came ta visit me da'."
"So what you're basically saying is that right now you could control the waves with that?" Weatherby asked. "And if you had your wooden eye, you could control the winds?"
"Aye." Ragetti said with a smile and a wink.
"Then all we need is your eye and we could easily get out of here." Norrington said with a smile as he looked over at Mullroy.
"Murtogg and I have been talking to some of the soldiers on the Snarling Hound." The man explained. "They're tired of Beckett's laws and cruel punishments and they're willing to kill their captain and take us where we need to go."
"Do ye fink they would be willin' ta go tomorrow nigh'?"
"That soon?!" Weatherby asked in surprise.
"I kin make a distraction wi' this." Ragetti explained. "Some violent waves should be enough!"
"But we still need to find you eye." Murtogg pointed out.
"I know." He sighed, taking out his glass eye and rubbing the hole. "I 'ate this bloody fing!" he muttered.
"We'll find it during the chaos!" Weatherby said with a confident smile. "My word! This is all so exciting! I can almost hear Elizabeth's voice now! Asking how on Earth we pulled it off!"
Ragetti gave him a weak smile, guilt starting to eat at him.
He never told Weatherby about Elizabeth's death.
They left soon afterwards, going one at a time in intervals to try and avoid suspicion.
Weatherby was the last one to head out.
"Weatherby! Kin ye wait a liddle while longer?" Ragetti asked.
"Of course. What's wrong?"
"Et…Et's somefing ye need ta know…"