Of Goldren Riches and Vengeful Deeds. Part Three

[Jack Sparrow]

A year has passed since the events concerning the gods of Greece. Since then Jack and the crew’s lives had been quite uneventful, well as uneventful as a pirate life can get that is. With a few new crew members, Jack has sailed his crew to hell and back, pillaging, plundering, and gaining quite the notorious reputation. However, one not so scheduled trip to England, and to Evelyn’s home town, has brought about a new treasure to seek, a new endeavor, and possibly the next great adventure for Jack Sparrow and those aboard the Black Pearl.

A map has been found, once believed to be lost to the infernos of a previous pirate raid. A map revealing the location of a treasure TOO good to pass up, despite the warnings of a curse within it, an entire city of gold is a bit hard to pass up. With the map both in Evelyn’s trusted memory, and in Jack’s hand his crew are ready to go to hell, quite literally, and back for a piece of this city of gold.

Meanwhile, Barbossa hasn’t missed a beat, and although he was beaten to the ultimate relic last time, this time it is HE who has the upper hand. Although Jack and crew know about the treasure, they remain oblivious to the true power resting there, the Dagger of Curunin, an ancient dagger that posses the power to send those it kills to the Underworld, a hellish purgatory until the ending of the world. Barbossa’s thirst for vengeance is all but insatiable, and it is for THIS reason Bossa also makes for Central America, hoping through simply wandering about he too can find this city of Gold and the dagger which would finally give Jack Sparrow his due.

When Barbossa finds Jack Sparrow also in the jungles however and learns of Evelyn’s knowledge as to the location of the gold he concocts an evil plan that would not only give him the way to the City of Gold, but also an edge in the never ending battle between Barbossa’s crew and Jack’s. It’s a scramble and tangle to riches and relics…with not only eachother to compete with, but also the jungles themselves who also have threats within them that neither crew has even begun to prepare for…

Rules:

1. no spamming
2. ALWAYS STAY IN CHARACTER
3. NO cursing!!!!
4. Common curtesy is a must
5. NO GODMODING (unless otherwise stated)
6. have fun maties
-Plot credited to Evy and Bossa

Current Going Ons; Well so far as I know, I'm confused. Could someone please update yer poor captain?

[Captain Morgan Barbossa]

::Night was falling fast. As Barbossa's ship, the Blood's Call - a reminder of the mysterious and deadly man....vampire...who had travelled amoungst his crew only a year ago - was drifting toward the harbours of Tortuga, a thick fog set about the area. The fiery pinks and oranges that streaked the sky soon died out, and were replaced by heavy blues that mirrored the ocean's calm surface, so that soon the horizon disappeared entirely as the sea and sky joined together::

::At last the great black ship docked in the harbour of the well-known pirate city of Tortuga. The tell-tale shouts and gun shots, not to mention the heavy scent of rum and grog in the air, told Barbossa he was home again. Of course the sea was his one true love, but even pirates needed someplace to return to on occassion. And Tortuga was as welcoming a place as it was going to get::

::He leaned against the rails, taking in the sights and smells of the familiar city. His first stop would be the Guilded Inn tavern, one of his favorite spots, and home to some of the best drink in all the Caribbean. Perhaps then he would make for some of the...less reputible areas of town. After all, there was no telling when he would be on land again... he would have to enjoy his night as much as possible::

::The sly grin was wiped from his face as Selina walked over and placed a hand on his shoulder::"I shall return soon then. Try not to get yourself into too much trouble, alright?" ::With that she stepped onto the dock and walked off into the foggy night::

::Sighing, Barbossa jumped down to the docks as well, and headed off in the direction of the Guilded Inn::

[Mark Andrews]

Mark took a seat and was amazed at the amount of food. He was awfully hungry and he began to fill his plate with food. After he had a good mound of food built up he stopped. His mind drifted to his mother, he didn't know why. He sort of felt bad that he was in this wonderful house, with all these people, nearly all of whom he didn't know, while his mother stayed in that little house all by herself. The though quickly left his mind when he saw Evy and Rose the two women he'd met earlier. They amazed him. He hadn't met to many women like them, even though he was a pirate. He let a smile out and began to take a sip of wine. It was rather good for being cheap. He began to eat his dinner, listening to all the conversation around him. He only wished he'd been with these people to get to know them as they all seemed to be very good friends, and a few seemed not to be. He wanted to join in, but he surely didn't have anything real interesting to say, unless they were to ask about some of his adventures, for he was sure they all knew he was a pirate by now. Word spreads quickly among this sort.

"I want to thank you Will for inviting me to your house for dinner, It's nice to get away from that shack people refer to as my home. And it is always good to see you again Rose even if I have gotten a thorn or two."

[Rose Glassman/Hawk Aureye]

Rose saw Mark and grinned as he addressed her. "There'll be plen'y more where those came from, never y'fear," she told him cheerfully, raising her glass of wine in his direction and winking at him, then downing the wine in one sip. "Good stuff, tha'," she proclaimed cheerfully, pouring herself some more.

Hawk was eyeing Mark with curiosity bordering on suspicion. "'Again'?" he asked, looking from Rose to Mark and frowning slightly. "Rose, how d'you know this fellow?"

Rose rolled her eyes at her brother's protectiveness. "Hawk, Mark Andrews...'e may be sailin' with us. I got this gun from 'im," she adds, gesturing to her belt. Hawk took the gun out to admire it; while he did so, Rose pointed at him. "Mark, me brother Hawk. Don' mind 'im, 'e's wound too tigh'..."

"Am not." Hawk glared at his sister, then nodded at Mark. "You're thinkin' o' joinin' us, eh?..."

[Selina]

Selina smirked as Michael complimented her and spoke. She had heard MANY sweet words before, so this was really no different. Selina had noted how he looked her over, but this barely bothered her, she had even gotten used to seeing men salivate over the very sight of her really, but for this she cared little. She stole a glance his way ever now and again, she had to admit, this Michael indeed had a presence.

"Firstly Mr. Carver, you may call me Selina. There is no need to be formal, especially with someone like me." She said giving a bit of a groan but knowing it to be true. "And No, that is not what I wish. Mr. Carver. I wanted to give you a proposition. I sail with the Captain Barbossa you may have heard of him." Selina spoke as she brushed past him slightly and stared into the glow of the fire. She brushed back a few of her dark curls and turned to face him. "He is ready to go after some bounty, it promises to be one of the biggest in the new world..." Her eyes met his once more and then left his gaze again.


"After seeing what you did to these, what, SIX men, it seems you have the hardiness to sail with a crew like ours. So what do you say? Will you sail under Barbossa's commad?" She asked him as she lifted a brow and took a step towards him. "I promise you, it will be WELL worth your while." She stated as she gave him a sly smirk and pat his arm gently.

[Carver Brothers]

And firstly Selina, you may as well call me Michael. I'm not too keen on formality, but I believe you still deserved the proper respects. After all, I've seen no attempt to disgruntle me, so I assumed you'd rather me not do the same to you. But no matter, Selina is a gorgeous name, one to fit the one whom is called by it."

*He listened to her proposition and contemplated it over in silence. After all, he had in fact heard of Barbossa and his many encounters with Jack Sparrow and his finding of Isla De Muerta, and he had heard his crew had seen the one he looked for. Plus, he needed a way to get around now, and with someone like Selina aboard, who seemed to hold a place by the way she spoke, he could easily discover more and go on a treasure hunt at the same time. Some extra coins were always good to have.....hmmm...*

*he was torn out of thought as she brushed passed him, keeping his ground as his eyes followed her. He kept silent all through her speech, soaking in the sound of her voice, the glow in her eyes as she spoke, and of course, at the end, the feel of her hand upon his arm. He noted her sly smile and how she ended her last words, fidgeting slightly to keep control of himself from dropping all sort of manners and taking her up in his arms. But he held his peace, speaking nonchalantly and a tad thoughtfully. *

"A proposition eh? Well...I could always use up my spare time with a hunt for treasure; I will admit it suits my tastes. And as Barbossa seems the captain of this venture, I guess I can't refuse.I'm yours to command and bring along; and I'm sure it will be well worth it."

*He returned her sly grin with one of his own, barely managing to keep his hand from making its way towards her waist. His eyes stared into hers, searching for something, trying not to be drawn in, trying not to lose control; and suddenly the moment was interrupted when a snap of a leaf broke through the tension.*

*Michael furrowed his brows and looked up to see what was coming. It was behind her, and as if he'd seen it all coming in a flash, he swung his right arm around Selina's waist and had the other arm's hand behind her head, tackling her to the ground beneath him but making sure she barely hit the ground in his grasp. As the two were on the floor, quite pressed against eachother in the situation, he stared almost longingly at her, trying to contain the creeping passion that was trying to burst free. Closing his eyes and shaking his head, he removed his hand from beneath her and had one of his double knives in it. He released the weapon in a second and had the intruder sprawling on the ground just a few feet away, clutching his leg and the knife in it.*

*He stood and brought Selina to her feet, giving her a nod to see if she was alright and turning back to face the man.*

"Friend of yers, or am I just lucky tonight?"

[Will Turner]

*Will laughed at Evelyn and returned her wink, shaking his head a little.* I tolerate as much as I can. *He stated teasingly, taking a glance around the table. He never realized how much he missed this nutty bunch of people until they were gone. And when they came around again it felt as if they had always been there. He took a sip of his wine and then scooped up a biscuit and buttered it. As he glanced over he noticed Elizabeth emerge from the kitchen and he returned her warm smile with one of his own. Everytime he saw her she stunned him. His attention went to Tobbs as she entered and he grinned, giving her a small wave as she sat down.* Don't go stealing anything Tobbs! *He laughed, winking at her. He watched as Evelyn pulled out a flask of rum and poured it about her chicken. He was honestly surprised the entire crew hadn't done the same! Then his brows lifted in surprise as she took out two of the maids all in an effort to get some gravy from Tobbs. He rose from his seat to see the scene better and he laughed as Evelyn sat back down.* Interesting doesnt begin to describe it. *He chuckled, taking his seat again once he saw his help really wouldn't be needed in the clean up. He laughed at Tobbs comment and then he grinned at Evelyn.* You have about as much grace as a drunk man on stilts! *He exclaimed. As Mark spoke to him he gave him a smile and nodded.* You're welcome, Mark. Feel welcome to drop by anytime! *He explained, then leaned forward a little.* Its always nice to have people around who know what its like to be common! Not too many people where my wife is from knows that. *He whispered, sitting back up in his seat, laughing at the reaction of Hawk to the man.*

Jack, the whole crew is just at the Turner house having dinner. Pretty much the jist of it, at least of whats going on in Port Royal.

[Eric Jackson]

*Erics eyes were downcast as he quietly ate his meal and then he looked up almost reluctantly and by surprise met Evelyns gaze. He nodded a little as she sighed hello to him, obviously forcing herself to say it, which frankly hurt him a little. But then again, he hadn't said it all so at least it was a start. He smiled half heartedly at her and gave a nod with his head.* Hello, Evelyn. *He said softly. As he scooped up his fork and poked around at the carrots on his plate, he grunted when Evelyn said that Chris would sit well in her book because of his friendship with Maria. Eric had pleanty of friendships with the people she knew but that didn't seem to be helping him any. He pondered warning the guy in advance, but decided against it. She had a softer side, a gentler side. He had seen it and figured it could come out again someday, even if it wasn't towards him or even if it had seemed to fade some since he last saw her. Every now and again he could feel the harsh eyes of Luis upon him but he made it a point to ignore the man at all costs. As Tobbs came in, Eric made to smile at her and couldn't help but try to overhear what she was saying to Luis. He only caught a few of the words but enough to know what she meant and he grinned a little. At least now it seemed he wasnt the only one who hated this man. As Evelyn said he was a changed man Eric couldn't help but grunt.* Keep telling yourself that. *He said beneath his breath, casting an icy glare at Luis. Then as he spoke Eric rolled his eyes. How she couldn't see his words were put on for show was beyond his understanding. As Luis winked at him Eric merley scowled and clenched his jaw. When Tobbs said if he pulled anything she'd be right there to cheer on tossing him overboard Eric grinned and looked directly at Luis.* So will I. *He stated, cringing inside to see his arm about the back of her seat. He watched with a humerous look on his face as Evelyns grace proved itself to be lacking as chaos erupted. He covered his mouth to hide a bit of a chuckle and then his eyes went to Tobbs as she mentioned the last time the lass was hanging off the side of the ship. He wondered if she meant the time it had been the two of them, the time he first kissed her...which resulted in a heafty slap! He looked at her curiously when she said Luis might be the one to help her up next time and then he laughed and looked over at the man.* He might be, that is if he isn't the one knocking her overboard instead. *He smirked, taking a sip of his wine as his eyes were still on Luis. They lingered there a moment and then slowly turned away as he went back to his meal. When he heard Rose say that Mark would be joining the crew Eric glanced between Evelyn and Luis breifly. He didn't trust the man, and he didn't trust him near her at all.* You know, I think I might just come with the lot of you as well. Been a while since I last got off this rock! *He exclaimed, glancing at Evelyn and Luis out of the corner of his eye to catch their reactions.*

[Evelyn]

Evelyn ate rather silently, avoiding returning any answers that came from her small escapade. "Well, even pirates make mistakes, savvy?" She said with a laugh looking over at everyone. Her eyes stole glances here and there at Eric, but she found herself more interested in Luis reaction.

Luis chuckled at Evelyn a bit and placed a hand upon her shoulder. "That was definately, the most entertaining thing I have seen in a while." Luis said with a wink.


"Oh entertaining was it? Well, ye should 'ave seen the time Eric an' I..." she trailed off as her eyes fell upon Eric and she cleared her throat, not wanting to bring that up really. Perhaps it would make Luis feel uncomfortable, or worse, maybe Eric would feel awkward with her mentioning this. The moments she had had with Eric she kept close to her heart and she intended to keep them private anyway.

Luis simply looked away, rubbing her shoulder slightly and then cleaning up his face a bit. "Ahem.." he said as he looked over at Evelyn. "You are sure it is alright I come with you then?" Luis asked her, leaning in close so that she was the only one who could hear his comments.

Evelyn looked over at him and blinked. "O' course...Luis, i's alrigh' mate." She began furrowing her brows. She placed a hand upon his arm slightly. "Listen don' pay any mind ta what the others think, savvy? They jus' know one side o' ye. I know how good ye can be, understand?" Just then she was interrupted when Eric spoke and she turned to look at him. She widened her eyes a bit as he spoke and she could help but grin a little. "Eric? Ye'll be joinin' us then?" She asked lifting a brow and a glint was in her eye.

"I'll be going back to the Pearl then. I am very sorry, Evelyn, but I simply must go." He spoke looking to Eric with a glare and then looking back at Eve. "Goodnight everyone, it was VERY nice meeting ALL of you." He stated almost through gritted teeth as he stood abruptly.

"Aw, Luis mate don'..." But with that he leaned over, whispered a plain good-bye to her and left the home, heading into the darkness of it all. Luis was disturbed by this. WHY had Eric all of a sudden decided to go? Was he catching on? NO, of course he wasn't. He just cared too much for that Evelyn woman and he would thwart his plans, he knew it. He groaned a bit. At the very least he was close enough so that she actually touched him and seemed MILDLY concerned about him. In the end he would win Evely over...he knew this.

As Luis left Evelyn frowned and felt a bit guilty really. She poked at the remaining peas upon her plate and sighed heavily. Then she looked up to Eric and her eyes looked him over curiously. "Bu', what 'bout ELINOR..." she rolled her eyes. "Surely ye wouldn' want ta leave HER here." Eve stated stabbing at her meatless chicken bone.

[Eric Jackson]

*As Evelyn spoke to Luis she suddenly mentioned Erics name and his brow arched at this and suddenly she cut the sentence short. He fidgeted in his seat a bit, wondering if anyone would urge her to go on with the story but when no one did he sighed in relief and swallowed nervously. As much as he had tried to forget, he couldn't and all the memories he shared with her he still seemed to hold dear. However as fond as he was of those memories he didn't want anyone else sharing in them, at least not Luis. Who knows how the man would manage to use all the things that had happened between Eric and her against him...or even her. Even the night they had in his cabin when they both tuned up there getting over a hangover was still in his mind. He still always wondered what really happened that night, though now he figured what they had thought happened, didn't. And in all honesty that brought him great relief. He had loved Evelyn then and that was not how he wanted to show it. When he saw her grin at the fact he would be joining them, it actually took him by surprise. Honestly he had expected her to try to convince him to stay behind.* Aye, I will be. *He answered with a nod. As Luis spoke up again about leaving and glared at him, Eric simply smiled. Sitting back in his seat he folded his arms across his chest.* Goodnight Luis *He said and watched the man go, already feeling a bit of the tension leave him as the man dissapeared outside. He was about to finish off the last bit of his chicken and wine when Evelyn brought up Elinor.* Would you rather me bring her with us, Evelyn? *He stated annoyed, setting down his silverware and rising from his seat. He wiped his mouth off with the napkin then tossed it on the table by his plate.* I think I'll be following Luis' example. Goodnight all, great seeing you again. And thanks for the dinner Will. Give your wife my compliments. *He stated as polietly as possible. As he made to leave he bent over to speak to Evelyn so no one else would overhear.* I don't want to leave her behind but to keep you from getting killed I'm gonna have to. *He whispered and lingered for a moment, his eyes searching her face. Then he shook his head and walked off into the cool night air as he made his way down the now rather quiet streets towards his home. He couldn't see why she was complaining so much about Elinor after all she was doing with Luis. At least Elinor had never hurt him.*

[Selina]

Selina looked Michael over as he spoke to her. He was quite polite actually, quite unusual for a man that looked as if he had scratched for his life. She smiled back slyly, spreading her ruby lips and sensing tension between them. There was passion here, something attracted her to him. He was handsome alright, and there was lust in her eyes as she gazed him over, but that was all that lay there. Her heart belonged to someone else, Damien's memory still clutched to it tightly.

Suddenly she was brought down by Michael and at first she widened her eyes as she hit the ground, surprisingly softly, and looked away. Feeling his weight upon her she looked up at him. "Quite the instincts you posses, no?" She asked him playfully as she lifted a dark brow. Her hands rested on his arms and she stared up at him. She bit down upon her lip, as if trying to hold back the temptation to simply kiss him then and there.

She tore her eyes away and just then he flicked his blade in the night, the dagger landed upon a stranger and she blinked. "Very nice shot, Mr. Carver." Selina said slyly. Her thumb instinctively made circles in his arm just before he stood. He gave her assistance and she almost regretted the fact that he had to get up.

Then her eyes shot to the man he had knifed down with but the flick of his wrist and she eyed him. "YOU!?" Selina cried as she stormed off towards him. Her eyes were keen and a fire was in them. The man on the ground spat at her and she growled. "YOU! Ye bloody wench! YOU should be dead! All ye are is a damned CURSE! A CURSE!" He cried. "Oh, you were the friend of that one man that thought he could place his hands upon me and not get his due, are you?" she asked him in a mock polite tone. The man simply nodded but groaned. "You MARK my words! You'll get your DUE!" he yelled and Selina shook her head. With that Selina took out her pistol and shot him in the forhead. "I could care less, as long as you go first." She laughed as she placed the pistol away again.

Then turning to Michael she lifted a brow. "Will you join us then? I think a venture to find the Captain would be wise, I believe we could find him at the Guilded Inn Tavern." She stated as she gave a deep sigh, placed a hand through her dark hair, and then went off into the night.

[Evelyn]

Evelyn frowned as Eric spoke to her quietly and she huffed a bit. She was completely confused at the moment and she could only think of going back to the Pearl. "Righ' then, 'xcuse me all, but THIS pirate has had enough fer the night mates...I'll be seein' ye all in the mornin'. Will, Elizabeth, thank ye. An'...er...get better help, ye know the kind that watches where their goin'." She said to everyon as she gave them all a smirk and took up her flask as she left.

Evelyn passed out of the house and went into the night. Her eyes looked around the lonely streets and she spotted Eric. She clenched her fists and bit her lip and spoke out. She would talk to Luis really soon, but she needed to get a few things out with Eric before they headed out together. "ERIC!" She called in the cold night and she made her way towards him quickly.

"Eric, mate. Listen...le's get a few things sorted, alright? First, I'm really touched yer so concerned...really, but y DON' have ta come mate. I'll be fine. I've managed all this time without ye, haven' I?" Evelyn asked him with a half grin lifting a brow but she cast her honeyed eyes downward. In truth, she HADN'T really managed to well without him. She had almost gone on a self destructive path without him. "An' second, that stuff I was 'bout ta say in there, 'bout what happened with us...well I kept it to myself because, well...I dunno 'bout you mate, but I want ta keep that private. I mean," Evelyn bit her lip and began to bite on her nails a bit again.

"I mean, WE WERE...er...well at least for the moment...we were, in love..." Eve said this rather quickly and turned her eyes away. "An' I was hopin' ye'd do the same. Ye know, with ELINOR. I mean don' tell her, alright? I mean even if we're not...ye know...anymore...I still...well. Jus' don' tell her, alright? Even if ye end up marryin' the woman." She said with a bit of disgust in her tone. "I'll never tell anyone 'bout us...not even HIM." Eve said nodding towards the Pearl and meaning Luis. "Savvy? But it'll be good ta see ye back aboard the Pearl mate, that's for sure." She said giving him a playful nudge. "I've been a bit bored really, my entertainment left me a bit ago." She said giving him a wink and continuing to bit her nails a bit.

[Carver Brothers]

*Michael gave a tilted nod at Selina's compliment on his aim, rather reveling in the memory of being up against her on the ground. It was a tempting moment for him indeed, but he'd learned long ago to not fall prey to a woman's seductive nature. He had to think with his mind, as much as he wished not to, and while he was tough, he always liked the fact he could be a charer when he wanted. He seemed to have a growing effect on the lady before him at least.*

*Watching the stranger and her argue over some shot man, he folded his arms and watched amusedly, a faint grin making its way on his face. So she knew what she wanted AND she took charge of some situations....another intruiging thought. When the man was finished off and Selina's attention returned to his, he listened to her brief words and watched her walk off into the night, half wondering if she meant to leave him there. She seemed a bit frustrated...or stressed...or something of the sort, and so after retrieving the knife he kept up quickly, catching up to her and walking beside her with a smile in her direction.*

"So you did know the bilge rat? I didn' think he was just eavesdropping...is something wrong Selina? You seem...distant...."

*He watched her face closely, memorizing every inch of it as he studied it, waiting for some kind of reaction. He glanced back to see Cruentus perched up high in the trees awaiting a command, and he gave a nod to signal to stay there unless danger found itself in either one of their presences.*

*The Tavern/Inn came in view, and Michael had to stare down a few men as they practically drooled over Selina, fending off a few wenches that giggled and tried brushing up against him. He gave her a smirk that soon faded as they approached the doors, still wondering what, or who, she was thinking about. Time to be serious, he thought to himself. Charming was nice some of the time, but he was who he was, a tough and down to the point pirate, not some man in a top hat with rosy cheeks.*

*Walking in behind her and scanning the room, he spoke up loud enough for her to ehar without his voice being smothered by all the noise in the tavern.*

"Alrigh' then, where's that Captain of yers? Maybe that dinner won't be passed up after all...if rum's the main course that is....I'd warn you about revisiting friends of yours in here, but judging from the last man, I'd say yer fine."

*Plus, he thought to himself, why pass up a chance to bring her with him to the ground again? After all, if he did warn her, that would mean he cared for her. And the only thing he cared for right now, he told himself, was his own revenge.*

[Eric Jackson]

*Eric shoved his hands in his pockets, his eyes drifting up towards the starry sky above him and he sighed heavily. His thoughts were inturupted when he heard his name being shouted. He instantly recognized the voice and groaned a little, wondering why she had followed him out. He continued on, figuring she was only going to yell at him but finally stopped as she caught up to him. He grinned a little as she started speaking and he shrugged.* I figured you could manage, you're strong that way. But then he wasn't on the ship at the time. *He stated, rubbing his toe around in the dirt a bit as he looked away from her. He didn't look at her again until she mentioned that at one time they had been in love. This made him smile a little but then he frowned at the fact they had lost something that had seemed so amazing. However he nodded.* I won't say anything. I never did, thats why she was so confused about you. She asked about the necklace a lot but...well...honestly it was too painful to talk about you so I never did. I guess it worked out well in the end! *He stated shyly. He was glad to know she wouldn't say anything to Luis either. As she nudged him he laughed slightly.* Yeah, well so did mine. That display at the table in there was the most entertaining thing I've seen in a long time. You could be a ballerina you know, with your kind of grace. *He grunted nudging her back. Then he grabbed her hand and pulled it from her mouth, giving her the same stern look he always did when he caught her doing that.* You've really got to stop doing that. *He stated with a wink. He found that he felt more comfortable with her when Luis wasn't around although even then it would take a while to get to the comfort level they once had. He wondered how it would be once he boarded the ship, having Luis so close to not only him but Evelyn. He sighed at this then looked back at her and smiled slightly.* Well its late, you should get some rest. You had a more than psychotic day. *He said softly, putting his arms about himself akwardly.* And besides, I'm sure HE'S probably waiting for you. *He added swiftly in a dissapointed tone as he glanced out towards the Pearl.*

[Evelyn]

Eve fidgeted a bit as he spoke. As he mentioned it being too painful to talk about her with Elinor she smirked slightly but only just. She was suddenly very interested in the cobblestone streets and she sighed heavily. She found that when they were alone like this, away from everyone else, she was somewhat at ease. She still had her walls up, no question, but she just found herself able to smile a bit more at the moment.

"A ballerina, eh?" Eve asked him looking up into his eyes. "Ye know I'd never be able ta pull that off mate. Besides, pink tights jus' were never really my color mate." She told him with a wink.

As he moved away her hand from her mouth she looked up at him scoldingly. "What, now I can' bite my own bloody nails?" she asked with a small laugh, not wanting to attract too much attention. As he told her she should rest Evelyn bit her lip and looked up at him. "Yea, yer probably right mate," She said as she looked back towards the Pearl. "Bu' I just wanted ye to know, ye'll...ye'll always have a piece o' me mate. No matter what. I mean, since ye left I built up all my bloody walls again, I went on a bloody rampage...I think maybe I was tryin' ta kill myself." She said as she laughed a bit looking up at the glowing moon and then down at Eric.

"It explains the bloody tattoos and branding, but...just so ye know." She said solemnly with a nod. "An' I hope yer happy mate. 'S long as she makes ye happy I s'ppose." She said with a weak attempt at a smile. Then she headed off into the night, walking towards the Pearl, hoping to see Luis not so upset.

As she walked she blinked in the darkness and was choked up but did nothing, instead she continued her march towards the Pearl and Luis...