As Jourdanna tried to get a better view of them from her hiding place, she tripped on a small rock,that, by night was almost invisible. Her hat when flying and landed near the strangers as she fell flat on her face.
''Oh, bugger...'' she muttered as she lay there, hoping that the strangers wouldn't notice her.
(I'm taking over Will until the person that called him comes back if he ever does)
Elizabeth noticing the young girl was startled. Will helped the girl stand up and looked at her.
- "You should know better than to evesdrop on other people's conversations" - Will said and Elizabeth looked at the girl a bit funny. She looked exactly like...Jack, only more femenine.
"Eheh..." Jourdanna smiled. "Well, ...um...I uh, heard you were in need of a ship... and, well... I can understand if you don't want my help, but I know someone who may be able to help." she began to brush the dirt from her pants. "... and uhm, I suppose I should introduce myself anyways. Name's Jourdanna, or Jourdie if you like. And who's this 'Jack' you keep talking about?" Jourdanna added the last part with a skeptical tone, she had an idea of who they were tlaking of, but thought it best to ask first.
- "Yes she does. I thought I was loosing my mind" - Elizabeth said and Will narrowed his eyes as he looked at the girl from head to toe.
- "Are you his sister, daughter?" - Will asked and looked at Barbossa - "It might be a good idea if we start looking for a way to get our hands on a ship, we might need to get a crew to 'borrow' one".
- "Yes we do. We are going to look for him and the Black Pearl. The man there is Barbossa. He will help us to get to Davy Jones' locker, where Jack and the Pearl are" - Will said. Elizabeth stood there for a while a little surprised that Jack had a daughter but then Jack was in Tortuga a lot, and he knew lots of women here.
- "What about your family Jourdanna?" - Elizabeth asked.
Jourdanna was startled at the news of her father in Davy Jones' locker, and sat down on a crate. She had an awestruck look on her face as she answered the girl's question. "Me mum ran off with a sailor a few months ago, but I'd been looking for me dad long before that." she sat there in silence for a moment then stood up and began to walk across a bridge to another dock. "I've got a mate who tracks all the good boats that come through here. I recall him saying that there was a small East India Trading Company vessel just of the shore." Jourdanna explained with very Jack-like hand guestures as she waited for the others to follow.
Luo's brow remained furrowed as he and the others followed the girl, glancing behind him anyone could see why he was troubled. This girl was the female mirror of Jack and there was no mistaking that what-so-ever. His hand rested idly on the hilt of his sword in readiness, something stirred in his mind and the uneasiness in his features worsened.
They soon came to a small, dumpy boat at the end of the worst dock in town and Jourdanna stopped before it. She then turned to face the group with a rather grave look on her face.
"Now, in case the event of commandeering a ship comes along, I must ask; all of you are enemies of the East India Company,yes?" she gave them no chance to respond and smiled. "Good, well, that's settled, then." She turned towards the small boat and began to board it, then she turned to face them once more. "I think it'd be best if you waited here for a moment." She boarded the boat, knocked on the cabin door and then dissappeared inside. A few minutes later, Jourdanna reappeared and geustered for everyone to come aboard.
Luo, bushy eyebrow raised at the obvious similarities between Captain Jack and the girl, boarded with hand on the hilt of his braodsword, muscles tensed he was ready for anything. He put a hardened hand on the girls shoulder and leant in so she could his whispered comment, "If this is an ambush girl, be assured that none of us will go down with a fight. And my ghost will haunt you until karma is fulfilled...get it?" His voice, though quiet was menacing...there was no doubt that his words where true.
"Right...um.. now you're just not making any sense at all." Jourdanna smiled. "We're the ones who'll be doing the ambushing... that is, all of us... together.. as a whole.... comendeering actually." Jourdie smiled once more as she went back inside the cabin of the boat. Once inside, Jourdanna plopped down onto a rickety old bench next to a young red-haired man with a long scar down one side of his face. The man had to be about twenty-something, but his skin looked aged, as any sailor's skin does. He was clad in a torn and dirty, black frock coat, a loose white shirt, canvas pants and tall black boots. There he sat, staring lazily at a large map on the table while idly twiddling a mapping compass between his fingers.
When everyone had quieted down, Jourdanna looked up and said, "Right, well this is Pierre and..."
"...It seems you have a need of a ship." Pierre finished Jourdanna's sentence for her as he looked up from the map. "The H.M.S Haley is floating just a mile or so off of Saline Pointe. It'd just been restocked in weaponry and food supplies before if came, and it's a small ship, so you won't need anymore people than you already have. You'll need to attack at night and begin on your way immediately, then when you're far enough from shore, get rid of the crew. "
Pierre smiled and rolled up the right hand sleeve of his coat to his elbow. There, on his forearm, staring them all in the face was the same scar that Jack had on his arm from the same brand that resided in Beckett's study. "Anyone who's an enemy of Beckett's is a friend of mine. Anyone who is willing to do something about the East India Company taking over pirate territory, is a friend of mine. I only go after East India ships, and every one stolen or taken down is a step towards everyone who wears a pirate brand's revenge on Beckett." Pierre rolled his sleeve back down and once again played with the compass.
Jourdanna looked at her own arm, frowned then looked back up again. Though she did not wear a pirate's brand, and had never met Beckett, she too felt feelings of hatred towards him. She had also heard mangled, mostly untruthfull stories from strange sailors that Beckett had somehow gained control of the sea by obtaining the heart of Davy Jones. This, she had come to believe, was the reason of her current unemployment.
"Right, well off we go." Jourdanna smiled and stood up. "Thanks a bunch, Pierre...."
"Anytime Jourdie, " Pierre smirked and went back to his map. "Good luck..." He was a rather strange pirate, ragged in appearance and very cunning indeed, but there was something odd about him.
"So, I'm assuming that we'll be taking the life boat you all came in." Jourdanna said as followed everyone out of Pierre's boat. "Pointe Saline's not far..." she said as she hopped onto the deck.
"Agreed!" Jourdanna smiled, already sitting in the front of the boat and notealbly paddle-less.
{Pintel and Raggetti? they're with us right? lol I'll take Raggetti if someone wants Pintel.}
Raggetti,though exhausted, took a paddle and sat down, eager to comandeer a good ship and be rid of this rowboat.
{I don't know if Barbossa and Gibbs are taken, but I just used them in this post to make things work. Do either of you have either of them? If not, perhaps we should share them? Or if one of you wants one of them, just say so.}
Barbossa took no paddle and sat in the front, as captains always seemed to do. Jourdanna took one quick look at him and knew that she didn't like him and that he didn't like her, however, she decided to stand her ground... afterall, she had gotten there first!
Gibbs, who was always convinced that having a woman aboard a ship was bad luck, was now near shaking with worry that there were two women aboard. He took a swig from his flask and nervously stepped into the boat.