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Seas Of Erin > Cecilia > And all our yesterdays are done
Posted by: Gioia Carpentiere Apr 17 2008, 10:53 PM
Neely was sleeping.
To be fair, Gioia guessed the man really needed it. The last days had been hectic and she guessed that with the iron burns he hadn't got any sleep at all last night. So once she was sure he was sound asleep, she tucked him in, then went over to the door to try to catch some feel of what was going on aboard the ship through the bars.
She had forgotten how much being locked up made you feel like you didn't know anything. Oh well, maybe the captain would relent once they were at sea and they thought there was no chance of them escaping.
Posted by: Davide Bonet Apr 17 2008, 10:58 PM
Curiousity was hard to ignore, and prisoners even more so. Still wincing slightly from his kicked shin, Bonet went to the brig, hefting a smallish jug of water.
"Anyone thirsty in there?" He asked quietly, seeing Neely's sleeping form.
Posted by: Gioia Carpentiere Apr 17 2008, 11:00 PM
"Oh you're a lifesaver." Gioia kept her voice rather hushed as well, smiling at the man. "Most people tend to forget the fact that it's absolutely toasting here belowdecks since you can't even catch a breeze. But I guess the captain's sticking to being paranoid awhile yet."
She slid a slender hand through the bars for the jug. "I'm Gioia, Gioia Carpentiere."
Posted by: Davide Bonet Apr 17 2008, 11:04 PM
"Lieutenant Commandeur Bonet." He replied, giving the jug over and sitting against the opposite wall. "You actually have some of the nicer accomadations aboard, I'm afriad. At least you'll travel in style to the Erins." He suggested kindly, folding his legs tailor style and lacing his fingers.
"What's a Cecilian doing caught up in all this mess?" He asked. "Which I am sure you've been asked a thousand times, but I haven't had the time to ask the captain about you."
Posted by: Gioia Carpentiere Apr 17 2008, 11:10 PM
Gioia took a few small drinks, then put the jug to the side for later. Neely might want some too. She made herself comfortable behind the bars, watching the man with interest. Another redhead, but far more so than she.
"I'm his bodyguard." She nodded back in Neely's direction. "And I remember you now, you was one of the soldiers come to get us back here. I mostly paid attention to the uniform then."
Posted by: Davide Bonet Apr 17 2008, 11:14 PM
"I've been told that so many times I've come to think of that as the reason for wearing it." He replied warmly. "Once we leave port I think I'll put on some nice work clothes. It tends to set people more at ease." He furrowed his brows, glancing over her in a strictly professional manner.
"Bodyguard is an odd occupation for a woman. Or does he glam you so?" He asked, jerking his head towards Neely.
Posted by: Gioia Carpentiere Apr 17 2008, 11:17 PM
"Oh no, I'm all girl." Gioia giggled, giving the man a soft smile. "Maybe it's odd, but not all of us are huge brutes with sharp swords. Those bodyguards are the ones you hire to scare people off and look important, the other kind, like me, you never notice. Who would think a woman like me could keep anybody safe?"
She managed to look positively angelic there for a moment. "But it's alright. You're safe, we are not enemies despite what people think."
Posted by: Davide Bonet Apr 17 2008, 11:23 PM
Bonet only seemed to grow more interested. "I thought you were prisoners of circumstance." He replied, glancing between them. "Interesting. That makes sense why so many of my friends married such odd ladies. Where does a woman learn to be a bodyguard? Here and there?"
Posted by: Gioia Carpentiere Apr 17 2008, 11:28 PM
"My father pretty much squandered our very very dimunitive fortune on his crazy business schemes that never paid off, so it was either working the inns, or marrying. And I wanted to live, not just settle down and raise babies and cabbage." She pulled a bit as her shortish hair, it was that length now when it fell into her face all the time.
"I wouldn't say that I am doing this all the time, bodyguarding I mean. It's more that I can take care of myself, and a friend asked me to keep him safe. Or, well, maybe not a friend, but someone I owed a great debt. And then I started to like him, and well... there's worse things to do, you know? I mean why did you join the Navy?"
Posted by: Davide Bonet Apr 17 2008, 11:33 PM
"I was asked to leave university, and my father said if I didn't join the Navy or the Army he'd throw me out in the street to beg." Bonet replied, smirking. "And that was him being nice. He'd said he'd rather just let me onto the streets to beg." He winked at her.
"What was his latest crazy scheme then?" He asked her, although he glanced at Neely, and frowned when she'd said she owed him a debt.
Posted by: Gioia Carpentiere Apr 17 2008, 11:39 PM
"Hah, you men has it so easy. You was given a choice. A girl would have been married off, no questions asked. And would never have gone to tue university from the start I guess." She frowned, as if checking something with herself, then she nodded. "And I am sure you would have made a very charming beggar."
The thought made her smile, shaking her head. "The last one? Oh saints..." She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Wine. Or rather, growing it. He was convinced that he had managed to invent the world's greatest fertilizer and would revolutionize the business. Unfortunately it killed off the winestocks, and left him broke and ridiculed. He died soon afterwards, leaving me with nothing but debts."
Posted by: Davide Bonet Apr 17 2008, 11:44 PM
"Sorry for that." He replied. "And I am sure my father would have rather married me off instead of putting me through the Naval Academy. It would have been cheaper." He considered. "In fact, I'm very glad he didn't. I'd probably be married to some old widow with less teeth than a snake."
He stretched out his legs, and took off his jacket. "It is too musty down here. So, after the death of your father, you manage to stumble on Mr. O'Niall. Did he solve your debt problems?"
Posted by: Gioia Carpentiere Apr 17 2008, 11:48 PM
"Oh, no no, that happened years before." Perhaps it was hard to see in the dark dankness of the brig, but Gioia was not a girl, she was a woman around thirty, with some wrinkles around her eyes to show for it. "I had more business sense than my father, managed to work off the debts after a while, but it made me really want to get out of the trading business. Bunch of proper sharks they are, nearly made me wish for an old man with crooked teeth like you said." She smiled wryly, watching Bonet intently.
Posted by: Davide Bonet Apr 17 2008, 11:51 PM
"And then you became a bodyguard?" He asked, tilting his head, looking just as intently back. Who know prisoner interrogation could be so fun? "Where does one learn skills like that?"
Posted by: Gioia Carpentiere Apr 17 2008, 11:56 PM
"When you're a woman alone in the world you learn how to fight. I met a man that taught me how, and then of course he broke my heart and left." Her smile grew a little blacker, strawberries dipped in tar. "But there's not much you can do with that as a woman, is it? You can't join the navy, the army won't have you. Mercenary work is hard when you don't have comrades t watch your back anymore so..." She shrugged.
"In the trading business there is a lot of sharks like I said. People are paranoid. A lot of them won't allow bodyguards at meetings, but nobody thinks twice of the serving girl or the secretary." She fingered her skirt a bit.
"This is different. It is not just about money."
Posted by: Davide Bonet Apr 17 2008, 11:59 PM
"If it's not about money, than what is it about?" Bonet asked, watching the way she said things just as much as what she was saying, letting his gaze drift back to Neely.
Posted by: Gioia Carpentiere Apr 18 2008, 12:04 AM
"Second chances maybe. I... I can sympathize, you know?" She fell silent, brows pulling together in a frown. "I never had the chance to go back and do things right. Things were dead and gone before I had the chance. He... is trying to do that. Fix things maybe... it is his daughter. I never had a kid. Maybe I'm just a little bit envious."
She scratched the back of her neck, also glancing towards Neely. "Don't tell him I said that, or I'll kick your ass."
Posted by: Davide Bonet Apr 18 2008, 12:08 AM
"When would we ever talk alone?" He asked, with a grin. "I've already been kicked in the shins today by a little girl, so I'm not too eager to be beaten again." He looked her over again.
Posted by: Gioia Carpentiere Apr 18 2008, 12:12 AM
"I'd ask you to put in a good word with the captain, but unfortunately I don't think the sea-witch is listening to anybody but herself." That was a sad thought, and she shrugged it off. "So instead I'd just ask you for food if you can find any. We're gonna be at sea pretty soon I guess, and then everything will be rationed."
That made her feel almost depredsed.
Posted by: Davide Bonet Apr 18 2008, 12:16 AM
He stood, wiping off his backside from sitting on the floor and replacing his jacket. "Of course. You're interesting enough to talk to that I'd come back." He told her, bowing slightly. "Pleasant to meet you, even under the circumstances."
Posted by: Gioia Carpentiere Apr 18 2008, 12:17 AM
"Oh my pleasure Lieutenant Commandeur." The smile was sweet when she watched him rise.
Was she checking him out?
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