Captive at Sea.

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

Turning slowly, Cervantes watched Eli for a moment, then moved down along side her, gently running a hand along her arm. "What you did, you might not think it was right... But... Oh Eli... Out here at sea... The rules of right and wrong... They're diferent..." He knew nothing he was saying was helping so he fell silent and pulled her head to his chest and let her cry.

 

[Calamity Jane]

Elizabeth sobbed against Cervantes' chest, her arms around his waist. "It's none of those things. It's so silly, but... I wanted to kill him. I wanted to kill him, because he was hurting Rocky."

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

"Oh Eli... You would make Rocky the perfect mother..." He sighed, freezing the moment he'd said it. He was silent, holding his breath.

 

[Rockingham]

A tear splashed from his eye as he tried to shake the man awake.
"Come on Sorkh. Wake up."
He wouldn't wake up though. Rocky wasn't an idiot, he had seen death before. Most of the time it was with enemies and evil people. This person was, well as close as he would get to a friend, he supposed, he shouldn't be able to die.
Blood was spilling onto the deck, and he tried desperately to stop it. Everyone else had seemed to move away, to let his wound consume him.
"Stop bleeding, you need to wake up."
His eyes weren't closed, but they gave a glazed stare out intot he open sea. Almost as if he were looking at something that should be there, but wasn't.
Another tear fell, mixing with the blood.
"Rocky, come on. Let us take care of him."
A couple other sailors were lookign ready to tooss over the body. Let the fish have a meal, the seaman would have wanted it that way.
"He's, he's just sleeping."
The man nodded, "Yeah, Rocky, just let him go to sleep."
They moved the body away from Rocky's huddled form. He sat there, on his knees, a pool of blood surrounding him. Tears falling down.
Why did this have to happen? Sure, he might have been a meanie, but he didn't deserve to die. No one desered that, did they? He wasn't sure, he wasn't sure about a lot of things.
Gettin up, he walked slowly back to the kitchen. The fish inside the pans were burning, and he quickly put them out.
Dinner didn't seem important anymore, none of his chores did. How could everyone go on with life when a person had just died?
Rocky didn't understand.
He needed someone who could help him with some answers. No one ever could though, either they were too complicated or people easily grew tired of trying to explain things to him. Eventually, he learned he either got stuff, or he didn't.
This, he couldn't just forget though. It wasn't like other things, it embedded itself in his mind. An unpleasent feeling. Like something on your back that you just couldn't shake.
After getting himself cleaned up, Rocky finished frying the fish and then cut and boiled them all. A nice fish stew would work for tonight. He didn't have the energy to do much else.

 

[Calamity Jane]

"Mother? Cervantes, what are you talking about?" Elizabeth looked up at him, pulling away slightly. "I can't be a mother to him."

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

"Of course you can't be a mother to him..." Cervantes sighed, pulling back to look into Eli's eyes. He smiled wanely then pulled her to him again.

 

[Calamity Jane]

Confusion stole its way into Elizabeth's heart. Cervantes was acting so strangely...

She pulled away from him, stripping off her blood soaked clothes. She looked around the cabin at the torn clothing they'd ripped from each other, and a smile played across her face. "You're going to need to hire a seamstress, else we'll both be walking around naked before long."

She walked over to the basin, and began washing the blood from her skin.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

Standing with a grunt, Cervantes passed his eyes over the mess of cloths scattered about, then along the length of Eli's spine as she stood, washing herself. "Aye." He growled as he came up behind her. He slipped a hand about her waist and rested it upon her bare belly, squeezing slightly. "But would that be so bad?" He whispered into her ear.

 

[Calamity Jane]

Chuckling, Elizabeth moved away from Cervantes again. She needed to think, and he clouded her mind with desire.

Picking up a dress, she turned back to him. "I think your crew may have objections to me walking around the ship naked. It might distract them from their duties. I know it distracts you." She winked at him and pulled the dress over her head.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

"Very true, in but a day, I'd have no crew left, couldn't abide them looking at you as I do..." Cervantes said darkly as he let Eli draw away. "So, now then, shall we set about to teaching yer father that lesson you had for him?"

 

[Calamity Jane]

Smiling, Elizabeth walked to Cervantes, wrapping her arms about him. She kissed him softly, then drew away again.

Going to the table, she opened a map and pointed. "There should be a small vessel here, in this port. We can catch them there, or wait for them to move out to sea again. It's by no means his wealthiest ship, but it's less guarded, and we should be able to take it easily."

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

"Aye, we'll take on the vessel once its taken a distance to sea." Cervantes hissed as he eyed where Eli marked with her finger. He licked his lips, it had been more than a months time since he'd plundered the ship Eli had been on...

 

[Calamity Jane]

"I can get us to the ship, and instruct you on where everything is located, where and when guards are placed, and where the Captain sleeps. How do we actually go about taking her though? Will everyone die? What if there are women on board? I'll be boarding with you, so I'll need to know everything."

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

"If they resist, draw arms against us, they will die..." It was a cold statement of fact. "The women, if they be smart, will live, little else I can gurentee..." He was being distant, cold with his words, it was even in his eyes, he was detaching himself from the reality, from the culpability of anyones deaths that might occure. It was as if he were saying. "If they die, it is their own fault for fighing."

 

[Calamity Jane]

Elizabeth sighed. She'd known what his response would be, but hearing it made something go cold inside of her. She wanted to punish her father, not all of his men.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

Looking upon Eli sharply, Cervantes hissed. "You have a better way te deal with them?" He leaned forward, turning his head to the side.

 

[Calamity Jane]

"No! I just hate the killing. I know there's no choice... but that doesn't mean I have to look forward to it!"

Elizabeth ran fromthe cabin and up to the deck. She stood looking out over the sea, trying to calm herself, find strength for what lay ahead.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

Watching Eli go, Cervantes sniffed. He stared at the door way for a moment, then looked down at the map, following the path her finger had made. He huffed, rolled the map up, and walked out, standing just behind Eli, he reached out and touched her hip. "Eli..." He started to say, then fell silent. He looked over her shoulder, toward the setting sun as it rested upon the silver water that stretched on seemingly forever. He sighed, moving his lips close to her ear. He wanted to say something, but he knew nothing he could say would set her mind at ease about what was to come.

 

[Calamity Jane]

Elizabeth sighed, leaning back against Cervantes, drawing strength from him.

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

"We will be at port in just a few days..." Cervantes said calmly as he encircled Eli in his arms.

 

[Calamity Jane]

"Gods give me strength." Eli whispered as she lay her head back against Cervantes' chest.

She felt so secure in his arms, as if she could withstand anything. She only hoped that the feeling would carry her through the days ahead.

"When will you tell your crew of your plans?"

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

"I'll have them gather together tonight, tell them then..." He squeezed her slightly in his embrace. "You are a strong woman Eli, I'll see you through this..."