(Sorry people that this took soo long…I was shocked by how many of you liked it!)
Miguel sat in front of the girl he had just uncovered and stared at her in awe. As she finished the last of what was on her plate, she noticed this. Suddenly she felt awkward.
"Umm…" she began. Suddenly Miguel got to his feet, tripping as he did so.
"Oh, oh I'm sorry! It's just that uh… you might have been the last thing I would have…um expected to find on this ship!" he mused, not taking his eyes off of her still. She gave him a crooked smile. She rose to her feet slowly. Miguel rushed to help her up.
"It's okay! I'm not crippled!" she smiled at him. He backed off looking sheepish. "But thanks…anyway, you said I was the last thing you would have expected on this ship?"
"Well…I…I mean…"
"Are you even aware that this is one of Cortez's ships?" she asked raising an eyebrow at him.
"Yes, but-"
"And you said you're an adventurer, did you not?"
"I did, however-"
"So being an adventurer you should know and expect to find anything, even if it is unlikely…and this being Cortez's ship should convince you even more…still surprised I'm here?" she finished now looking at him, his mouth wide open.
"Ah nope, not anymore." He said quickly. She smiled at him. He continued to watch her as she brushed the dust from her clothes. She wore a shirt quite similar to Tulio's, only crème colored. She as well wore a vest, only unbuttoned two buttons below the bust. Her pants were similar to Miguel's, only black and tucked into a pair of sea boots. Her long, reddish raven hair tied back thickly into a pony-tail, bangs overgrown on her forehead. As she finished dusting herself, she picked up a blue satin scarf and tied it around her waist.
"There…that's somewhat better, don't you think?" she said, not necessarily asking him. Miguel didn't answer, of course still staring, now with a wide grin on his face. Suddenly footsteps came from the upper deck, heading down into the brig area. Tulio came down, escorting a skeptic looking Chel. As Tulio finished an exaggerated lecture of his little knowledge of ships, Chel's attention was swayed toward the mysterious woman emerging from an open cell. Tulio looked as well and was caught in awe of the sight before him. Emelita turned towards them and was suddenly shocked. For five minutes everyone stared, not saying a word. Finally Tulio shook off his surprise and sidestepped to Miguel.
"Uh, Miguel? Hello! Miguel! Wake up!" he said tapping him violently of the shoulder.
"Huh? Who? What!" he said snapping out of his staring. Tulio, not taking his eyes from Emelita, whispered to Miguel.
"Uh, Miguel…wh-who…who is this?"
"Hmm? Oh uh, this is Emelita…"said Miguel looking from Tulio to Emelita. Neither moved. Miguel offered his hand to Emelita, trying to introduce his new discover to his best friend. Emelita took it, eyeing Tulio curiously. "Emelita…this is Tulio."
"Uh…Emelita?" Tulio began.
"You can call me Emeeta if you like…I know Emelita is kinda…eh, well just call me Emeeta." She told them. Tulio raised an eyebrow at her. Miguel suddenly became worried, this was Tulio's 'I don't trust her' look.
"Well…uh, Emeeta…what are you…doing…here?" Tulio began to interrogate.
"I found her here in the brig…" Miguel said before Emeeta could answer. Tulio gave Miguel a look.
"Excuse me Miguel, I asked her." he said matter-of-factly. Miguel frowned, but remained quiet. Tulio looked back at Emeeta, waiting for an answer.
"Basically what Miguel said…I was locked in the brig. He opened it for me. Yep…that's what happened." She told him, wondering if that was enough for Tulio. It wasn't.
"Point taken…but how did you get there…here, er where ever?" he asked even more questioningly.
"Um how else? Cortez threw me in here…anymore questions with obvious answers?" she said, now evidently becoming frustrated. Tulio, shocked at her words, was silenced. Miguel couldn't help but let out a tiny chuckle. Suddenly noticing no one was very comfortable, Miguel offered a venue.
"Look, I found some supplies down here, we can at least eat and then perhaps Emeeta will tell us her story?" he said looking hopefully at Emeeta. She raised an eyebrow at Miguel, but smiled and shrugged.
"Why not? I've had no one to talk to for at least a week, I could use an audience." She said. Miguel and Tulio exchanged worried glances…a week?
"You mean…someone has been here in the last-*gulp*-week?" Tulio asked.
"At least…" she said unconcerned. Miguel gave Tulio a worried smile then shrugged, pushing him up the stairs.
"We can hear all about it in a minute…" Miguel said, looking to Chel for help. She nodded.
"After all Tulio, some of us are hungry from not eating for a three days!" she ranted to him. Tulio rubbed the back of his neck.
"Alright, alright." He said wrapping an arm around her, walking with her out of the lower level of the ship. Miguel shook his head in amusement at them, then turned around to see Emeeta rubbing her arm, looking uncomfortable.
"Want to help me get something to eat for everyone? After all I'm sure you could use a little more food…" he said, his eyes wide and bright. Emeeta smiled and walked over to the crates of food. Miguel watched her…he felt a new adventure coming underway…