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Post by Lillian Black on Jun 9, 2011 23:47:35 GMT -5
I nodded. I was more confident now that we had pulled off being sailors for a bit, but I was still worried we'd get caught. That was always in the back of my mind. "Oh, that is a vile thing to say! I very well doubt I will ever fall in love with a pirate!" I said, making a face.
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jun 9, 2011 23:51:51 GMT -5
I smiled and nudged her. "You never know, Lillian." I teased and walked to the storage cupboard. We were instructed to scrub the decks before docking. I pulled out our brushes and buckets.
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Post by Lillian Black on Jun 9, 2011 23:56:27 GMT -5
I groaned as I took a brush in hand, rolling my eyes as I dropped to my knees, forgetting about the bruises there. I cringed briefly before opening my eyes to start scrubbing again. "My hands hurt," I said, going slower than I normally did. I had hoped we wouldn't have to do any more work, but unfortunately I was wrong. "Why couldn't someone else do this?"
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jun 9, 2011 23:59:31 GMT -5
I grimaced slightly, worried about her. "I'm sorry sweet heart," I murmmered. "We've got to do some work and this is the best we can do with out heavy lifting." I explained, making long brush strokes on the dirty wood.
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Post by Lillian Black on Jun 10, 2011 0:02:23 GMT -5
I groaned and continued scrubbing. If only I had been used to this kind of work. "My hands were made for sewing and dancing and being kissed," I said, throwing the brush down in front of me and using the back of my hand to wipe the tears away. I know I had to stop, I couldn't let the others see me crying or that would, without a doubt, raise questions. "Please tell me we'll be princesses on the next ship." I said, hopeful.
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jun 10, 2011 0:19:35 GMT -5
I grinned at her. "Alright. We'll be surrounded by men who worship us and we'll be wearing crowns and covered in jewels." I told her with a chuckle. I wish we could be that lucky. But I knew we were more likely to end up on a pirate ship.
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Post by Lillian Black on Jun 10, 2011 0:22:42 GMT -5
I smiled widely. "That would be lovely," I said as I started working again, the thought of that making the pain diminish in my mind a little bit. "And we'll use pirates as butlers and they'll draw us a bath every night. And let us use them as stools to rest our feet on, and we'll have lovely men to entertain us." I said, and sighed happily. "Mother always said I was a dreamer."
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jun 10, 2011 0:33:23 GMT -5
I laughed at the thought of that. I knew there was no way any of that would really happen but it was nice to dream. I didn't understand her hatred for pirates but I suppose after being around them enough, I would just be used to it. "Don't worry. One day, we will have men doting on us every day." I said with a smile.
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Post by Lillian Black on Jun 10, 2011 0:37:51 GMT -5
I smiled back at her as I went the brush again. "I really hope so. A nice man, a respectable one." I said, thinking again to the fact I would have been married by now. I forgot how long it took to get to Tortuga, that I would probably be lying in bed with my new husband. I shivered at that thought. "Just... don't let me give myself to a terrible man, promise?"
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jun 10, 2011 0:47:16 GMT -5
I smiled "I would never," I promised. We continued scrubbing the decks until we reached the docks. I told her to wait until they were distracted and we would head out. It was sunset and the darkness would help us make an easy escape. We snuck off the ship with no issue and I kept her close as we walked through the crowds of people. "Ignore them." I instructed her.
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Post by Lillian Black on Jun 10, 2011 0:51:07 GMT -5
Ignoring them was easier said than done. It seemed with every step, a woman shoved herself against me promising "a grand time," something I wanted nothing to do with. How women could let themselves fall so far as to offer up sex as a way to get by in life, all while I was worrying about my wedding night. "I honestly would take a pirate ship if that meant not staying here for very long." I whispered, keeping myself close to Anna. "Please tell me we're close to a safe place to sleep." I asked louder as another woman shouted to me. Did I really look that much like a man?
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jun 10, 2011 1:02:22 GMT -5
I grinned at her and pulled her along with me. A pub called "the faithful bride" sat ahead of us. I knew it had an inn above it and figured we could stay there. "I need a room." I told the barman. He looked me over. "Two shilings an hour, ten for the night." He told me, eyeing me curiously. I handed him ten and he handed me a key. "Room 7." He said without another glance. He merely jerked his head in the direction of the inn. I pulled Lillian along with me, away from the pirates and the whores. The room had one bed so we would have to share but it also had a bath which I knew Lillian would be happy about. "So, what do you think of Tortuga?" I asked her, sitting on the bed, finally relaxing. I was looking forward to sleeping in a bed and without trousers again.
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Post by Lillian Black on Jun 10, 2011 1:11:15 GMT -5
I frowned at her question. "It's disgusting, to say the least." I said as I unwrapped my hands. I gently opened and closed my hands, the air stinging the cuts. I just hoped wherever we ended up would have us cooking and not scrubbing the deck. "I am going to enjoy soaking up to my neck." I said, looking at my hands. I didn't think they'd hurt this much after only a couple of days. "What kinds of things would we have to do on the pirate ship?" I asked as I walked into the bath, keeping the door open so we could still talk.
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jun 10, 2011 1:28:01 GMT -5
I shrugged. "It depends on the captain, I suppose." I said to her as I got up. "I'll go get you some hot water for you to bathe in." I said, going downstairs to the kitchens. I asked the barmaid to bring some up and went back up to find my sister. "Are you alright?" I asked, changing into a nightgown.
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Post by Lillian Black on Jun 10, 2011 1:32:38 GMT -5
I had been crying while Anna was gone and I tried to have all the tears gone by the time she came back, but I guess she could tell. My eyes were pretty red, I noticed as I looked in the mirror. I had changed into a nightgown as soon as she left, grateful to be able to get out of the trousers, and then I had sat on the floor with my legs pulled up to my chest and started crying. I had been strong enough on the ship, but it all hit me as I sat in a dirty room in a dirty town. I had left my mother, my stepfather, my fiance...everything I knew for a life of uncertainty. "Yes, just... tired, that's all." I finally answered.
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