He didn't like the way that they were looking at him and he soon was looking down at the ground and picking at his cuticles, making them bleed as he wished that they would stop staring at him.
The silence soon became unbearable and with nothing else to do with his hands, Ragetti put on the eye patch over the hole in his face and glared at them all.
"I'm no' ashamed o' bein' able ta play the feckin' 'arp!" he snapped at them. "Naow I vote fer us ta figh' Beckett! Who else agrees wi' me?"
Before any of the other Lords could give their opinion, Jack got up with a look of triumph on his face.
"War can only be declared once a Pirate King is elected!" he said, pointing an accusing finger at Ragetti suddenly. "Ha!"
Noting the look of disgust on everyone's face, Jack frowned and promptly pointed at his father.
"Is it not in the Code?" he asked.
"It is." Teague acknowledged. "But of course it never works since everyone always votes for themselves…"
"Let's have a vote!" Jack said; his motions becoming sharp and almost jagged in his anxiousness to try and stop this talk of war against Beckett and his armada.
"Very well." Teague sighed, all ready guessing what the outcome would be as all of the Pieces were put together in an old wooden bowl.
"I vote for Jocard!" Jocard announced proudly, pounding a fist to his chest to emphasize his right to be King.
"Chevalle!"
The Spaniard Villanueva glared at the Frenchman and then snorted softly.
"Villanueva shall be Pirate King!"
"Ammand!" the corsair announced proudly.
There was a brief and whispered conversation between Sri Sumbhajee and his speaker.
"The honorable Lord Sri Sumbhajee votes for Sri Sumbhajee!"
"Captain Jack Sparrow naturally!" Jack said, sweeping off his hat and bowing to them all.
All eyes turned on the three remaining voters and a wicked smile touched Jack's lips.
There was no way he could lose this.
"Hector Barbossa."
"Mackenzie Giovanni Ragetti." He mumbled, fiddling with the ruffles on his sleeves.
This had all been for nothing then…Pintel was dead and he was never going to avenge himself and all of those murdered innocents...
"Mackenzie Ragetti!"
He slowly turned his head to look at Mistress Ching in shock and as shouts and screams rang throughout the room to try and make her change her vote, the blind woman only smiled at him.
"You and I are the only blood relatives left from the first Lords." She explained softly. "One of us should be Pirate King."
"Marm…"
The voices died away when his voice was heard and Ragetti looked around in surprise at this new power he had.
"What is yer decision on this Beckett business, Lordship?" Barbossa asked, sweeping his hat off of his head as he bowed his head slightly to Ragetti.
"Don' bow ta me, cap'n." Ragetti mumbled softly. "I'm still Ragetti…"
"Nevertheless, yer the Pirate King and we need yer decision."
Taking a deep breath, Ragetti closed his eye and tried to relax his heart's rapid beating.
"War!" he said and war it was.