even if i come back, even if i die, is there some idea to replace my life?
Eloise raised a brow at that. She'd heard more than enough from the crew—both sober and ass-up drunk—to know what sort of women and men the captain went for. And just how quickly he saw fit to leave them afterwards. The last thing the illusionist needed was to lose her place on the ship simply for not keeping it in her pants.
"Crew? No. Ship? Of course. If I could control the waters like Saiden or make myself my own boat, do you really think I'd still be here with you?" Turning to face him (having to first take off her obnoxious hat to do this), Eloise rolled her shoulders in a practiced gesture of, so what? "Maybe you've upset some sea creature or another." She replied, far too academically minded to believe any of the drivel the crew were always going on about.
Her smirk falling away, Eloise narrowed her eyes. Behind her, Jack would see all evidence of the Maw disappear. The sea on either side would appear to grow inhospitable, leaving a perfect pathway over where the volcano once (and presumably still) was. "You read me wrong Captain. But I can play games if you'd prefer." She said. And indeed she could.
"I've business back at port and I'd rather it be handled sooner rather than later, that's all." She said dismissively, though her thoughts betrayed her: if we don't get back in time the necklace will be gone. And then what?
"Crew? No. Ship? Of course. If I could control the waters like Saiden or make myself my own boat, do you really think I'd still be here with you?" Turning to face him (having to first take off her obnoxious hat to do this), Eloise rolled her shoulders in a practiced gesture of, so what? "Maybe you've upset some sea creature or another." She replied, far too academically minded to believe any of the drivel the crew were always going on about.
Her smirk falling away, Eloise narrowed her eyes. Behind her, Jack would see all evidence of the Maw disappear. The sea on either side would appear to grow inhospitable, leaving a perfect pathway over where the volcano once (and presumably still) was. "You read me wrong Captain. But I can play games if you'd prefer." She said. And indeed she could.
"I've business back at port and I'd rather it be handled sooner rather than later, that's all." She said dismissively, though her thoughts betrayed her: if we don't get back in time the necklace will be gone. And then what?
