Chapter 3: The Black Pearl
After my chat with the captain, I noticed that it was already quite late to be the porthole, I noticed that it started to get dark, and most sailors were already packing up for the remainder of their journey.I was not help but wonder what life in the Queen Anne's Revenge is now was not customary for the First Mate so it ran off without saying , that was not quite true.I was not just gone up in smoke, even before I drill, I had a note under the door of the cabin of Captain Barbossa he would at least know what was going on, or just about, because my exact reason why I am gone away, there was himself would be able to decide "whether or not he on the rest of the crew would tell.
I was not sure if I had to report on deck, so I kept quiet in my cabin down.I also had no idea exactly where I was present on the below decks, but where exactly would I do not , I stared out the window, sitting at a table.I did not want to get back into the hammock to lie down, my back end would surely hurting.I thought back to the five years that I boarded the Queen Anne's Revenge was spent.I had a private cabin had not so much because I am the First degree, but more to protect myself against intentional handbag, drunk Barbossa had always been the best for me, although I did still not sure why.I had heard his stories about Jack Sparrow, which showed that they were not very close friends, but if I thought back to how the Captain had done to me, seemed "to me he is not wrong a sigh I got up and crawled into my hammock tomorrow would give more happiness.
"Show a leg sailor!" I was jerked out of my hammock and was thrown flat on the ground."Aye, sir!" I called back, but with a dubious frown on my face.I shot a quick glance at the porthole where early, orange, natural light it was after sunrise.I yawned and stretched me as I stood up and something was unsteady on my half groggy I bent over to look out the a shock I realized that I only saw the had gone out while I was asleep!I turned with a jerk and saw a stranger standing in front of me had a few big strokes across his face and had run a blind eye, it seems.I just gaped at him, but what I was habituated from my time at Queen Anne's Revenge.A bucket of water in my hands pushed, like a brush."Deck, now!" I was commanded.I really wanted him and sniffed the bucket over his head throwing, but I remembered the warning from the I left my cabin with a sigh and reeled onto the deck.
As I was walking on the deck I immediately got a gust of sea air under my nose I missed that salty sea moments like this but I was glad that I found was at sea I have a bucket and a brush in my hands and not as a First degree of luxury enjoyed.I had quickly realized that this position already occupied by Gibbs, the man who had locked me yesterday in my cabin."Good morning Anne." I heard the voice before I saw it.I do not know how "he did but the captain was suddenly right behind me and I had not heard him completely."Morning, Cap'n," I murmured softly."Come on, do not be shy." The warm smile on his face made sure I was Sparrow walked on the deck and asked the attention of his crew."Gentlemans, you may have noticed we have a new crew member a little kind to our little Anne. "The wink in my direction made me shiver.I noticed that the rest of the crew stared at me like I was crazy, but after an angry glance from me, they went quietly continue their work.I myself left me to my knees, dipped the brush into the water and began scrubbing the deck.
After a few hours to have cleaned the deck was made for a round of water sweat stood on my back feet high and I had my handkerchief around my wrist normally sat, like a bandana tied around my a pokke work was saying this.I sighed softly and took the brush back into the hands felt rough and were all wrinkled by the lack of the man with the water with me, I noticed his eyes were that something was I suspected was true, as he walked past me as if I was not there.I growled softly, but knew I was on board nieuwelingetje.I had to find my place in the crew before me as one of them would that would happen, because I was once a girl and remained well.
As I was caught I'll occasionally , the cook, Blain, his assistant and the only one who still nice to man who handed me this morning was so hard was awakened to carry the name did not many who looked around, drank, and gave occasional captain was usually at the helm, looking at his compass.I wondered if he was looking for ... a little plan formed in my head and I smiled at that thought.I dropped the brush into the water, stood up and pushed my way past the other smelly, sweaty men on their way to the cabin of the captain.