even if i come back, even if i die, is there some idea to replace my life?
Eloise snorted at this. It was at least a few times a day that someone on board made a reference to eventually sleeping with the illusionist, one of those usually coming from Jack. Strangely though, despite his reputation, Eloise couldn't quite picture it, tension aside. "The day I find you in my bed is the day I no longer have to fear sailing over undersea volcanoes." Eloise replied cooly.
"My job is to avoid rocks not arguments." The mention of having been a princess would bring a stare of disapproval to her features, though her thoughts would betray her. A correction of, A duchess, which is nearly the same thing would sing snarkily in her mind. Dropping her hands to follow with a sigh, Eloise trailed in Jack's wake. "See what? The vast nothing that's going to happen?"
Please don't let anything happen.. and But if something does...is it better for the ship to see it? To veil whatever horrors might be down there so that we all die a swift and unexpected death?
"My job is to avoid rocks not arguments." The mention of having been a princess would bring a stare of disapproval to her features, though her thoughts would betray her. A correction of, A duchess, which is nearly the same thing would sing snarkily in her mind. Dropping her hands to follow with a sigh, Eloise trailed in Jack's wake. "See what? The vast nothing that's going to happen?"
Please don't let anything happen.. and But if something does...is it better for the ship to see it? To veil whatever horrors might be down there so that we all die a swift and unexpected death?
