Part 148
(The pearl)
(Tia held the wheel tightly as she steered the pearl through the storm)
(the wood moaned as the waves crashed against it with the force of a thousands storms seen before)
(the rain fell from the sky flooding the deck)
(Gibbs held his trusty flask tightly in the palm of his hands, he didnt dare drink any of the bitter sweet rum that it contained for fear that the sea would destroy all that he had left)
(his right hand gripped the rope tied to the crowsnest so hard his once black with dirt knuckles turned a sickening white)
(his jaw clench with each wave crashing upon the deck of the magnificent pirate ship)
(struggling to keep his eyes open as the sea stung his eyes)
(blinking the tears away he could barely make out the figure of Tia Dalma as she stood in all her glory steering the pearl through the storm very much as Jack had done through the years)
(Bootstrap was having a far easier time staying on board the pearl for many reasons)
(one he dd not want to find himself at the bottom of the ocean once more)
(two he wanted to see his son again like any father, espically considering he missed out on Will growing up)
(three he wasnt as wasted as Gibbs and lastly he had had alot of experience on the dutchmen undergoing storms of all kinds however alot of the times Jones got bored of fighting against the storm and just chose to go under)
(still he had a small advantage over the other members of the crew)
(cottons parrot circled the pearl flapping its long feathered wings for its dear life)
(this alarmed cotton greatly and no matter what he did he could attract the attention of his half crazed parrot)
(not a single hand gesture, or clap of the hand could bring the poor parrot in)
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(Below deck)
(Grant followed the long corridor the oil lamp in hand)
(with each step the water level rose)
(the door was now only a few feet away and a chorus of rather drunken singing could be heard)
(Grant rasied the oil lamp slightly higher so that it not only illuminated the path but lit up his face)
(the hot oil burning dangerously close)
(he entered the large room to find what he had predicted)
(the remaining members of the crew littered the floors many passed out from excess amounts of rum)
(while the others still intoxicating themselves as they sunk undecodeable tunes)
(all becoming more wasted than previously)
(it was a miracle that no one seemed to be drowing considering the frightfully high water level)
(however that was not Grant's main concern in fact he didnt even seem to notice the rising water)
(as his eyes were fixed upon the barrels upon barrels of rum that lay scattered across the room)
(the bittersweet liquid flowing openly onto the flooded ground)
(the oil lamp fell from his hands smashing into a thousand pieces)
(he fell to his knees as memories of the past came flooding back to him)