Hey you guys. Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. The juniors have been having to fill out all of these forms for senior year, I've had a ton of essays to write for English, and I'm trying to keep my precal grade up at an A, which I am succeeding at thankfully. My AP English grade, however, leaves much to be desired. Anyway, I've finally found some time to write, (at LAST) although I must warn you, I won't be able to update as often as I had been. I think I was on a writing high or something. So, thanks for your comments and I am taking ALL of them into consideration. Some of you mentioned the similarities between Tessor and Jim. This is on purpose, I promise. You'll learn more about Tessor soon enough. Just be patient!! Anyway, on with chapter 6!!!!

I know I've said it before…. I don't own Treasure Planet, but Morph is just ssooo cute, I would gladly pay any sum of money for him!!! XD

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Atop the crow's nest, Jim scanned the sky around the ship, checking for an all clear. At the moment, there were no other ships within the launching vicinity.

"It's all clear, captain!" he called down. Captain Amelia proceeded to call out orders to the crew, and the launch began.

Launching had always been his favorite part of being on a ship. The momentary loss of gravity, the initial blast that would send them rocketing into open space. He scanned the deck below him.

New girl doesn't seem to be enjoying the launch very much, he mused. Indeed she wasn't. Tessor was clinging onto the main mast for dear life, and had shrieked when the gravity disappeared. The artificial gravity motors kicked in suddenly, and she slid back down to the deck, and let out an obvious sigh of relief.

She'd better grab onto something before—but he before he could finish the thought, the engines had gone full power, and Tessor, caught unawares, was thrown back across the deck.

Jim winced. That's gonna leave a mark. He shook his head. It was painfully obvious that this girl had never been on a ship before.

He swiftly descended the shrouds and landed with a thump on the deck. Tessor picked herself carefully off of the ground, and proceeded to walk over to the ship's railing, throw her head over it, and empty the contents over her stomach. Jim winced in pity.

Jim walked over and placed himself next to Tessor. "Feeling well?"

"Fine and dandy, thanks for asking," she muttered. Tessor sucked in a breath and spat over the side of the ship. "What's it to you?"

Jim simply shrugged. "Well, seeing as you're in my charge and all, I can't have you hurling every few minutes." Tessor glared up at him. "I'm just saying," he continued. "Well, the sickness will go away soon enough, and then you should be fine."

Jim walked off, leaving Tessor leaning against the railing. What, is he bipolar?! She shook her head. Like it even mattered. As soon as this voyage was over, she was so out of there. Tessor turned back to the galley and headed below deck.

Upon reaching the galley, Tessor sniffed the air. What is that? Smells like stew. Oh no, food. She clamped her hand over her mouth and ran over to a hopefully empty barrel. After several minutes of retching, Tessor stood up and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and peered back into the barrel. Crap. Several pounds of fresh purps were now stewing in her stomach juices. She sighed. Jim's gonna love this.

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I know I know, this is a super short chapter, but once again, I am just so busy with school right now, you all are lucky you're even getting this! But I digress. As always, please please please, RXR and I will update just as soon as my life becomes less hectic. Toodles!