Well we are full of absolutely pointless post huh? lol anywho i guess I should continue where I left off!

Jada
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I looked into his eyes. Toru had left so we were in the same room together, alone.
"How, why do you know this?" I looked at him for any facial recognition between him and the small boy that we found that long time ago, adrift.

"Jada I have drempt of our re-meeting for a time now."

"I hardly remember you."

"You remember my birds that is all that matters."

"How can I know for sure it is truely you."

"Maybe this will remind you."

He looked in to my eyes and slowly put his hand in mine and held me close. The rough texture of his cheek against the smoothness of my was off but his scent was the same.

"Your name was Handrel if I remember correctly, why did u change?"

"Have you ever met a captain named Handrel. Boys at the dock would laugh me out of buisness if they knew my real name. Now why would such a good wholesome girl like you be going to an awful place like Serria Leone?"

"First off I am not as "wholesome and good" as I appear, second my compainion he is looking for his sister," I pulled out the piece of paper, "This has led us thus far."

"Let me see that!"

He grabbed it got an evil look on his face. And ran in the direction of the stern.

Well... you kind of ended that post at a place I can't really continue it since it has to do with your chara, but I'll post anyhow.

Toru
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Their talk was boring me. So I left. As I stood, their eyes had turned towards me, and I bowed deeply several times, apologizing, and excused myself. I climbed the stairs to the deck, taking a place at the railings. The sea was calm and beautiful. There was slight movement of the sailors above deck, but not enough to disturb the silence.

Yet another leg of my journey had begun, yet another chapter to be written. I wondered whether she would be much changed if I found her. Would her mind still wander in mid sentence, her temper heighten without expectation, her eyes see what wasn't there. They were quirks, yes. But they were quirks I had grown up with, learned to love.

I do not know how much time had passed, just staring out at the glistening ocean. I glanced back when I heard footsteps behind me. A dirty sailor of a cheery disposition stopped, raising a finger in greeting. In a strained, horribly non-Japanese accent, he said,

"Konban wa."

I spun around, a smile growing on my face. "You speak Japanese! What is your name? How do you know the language? Have you ever been?"

The rapid fire of excited questions made the young man's face fall slightly in confusion. He shrugged apologetically, waving his hands to show he knew no more. He raised three fingers and, as he pointed to each, said a different phrase:

"Konban wa, chiisai, kasa."

The oddest combination of words to know in a language, I thought, for they meant, "Goodnight, little, and umbrella," respectively. I laughed and added for good measure, pointing to one finger, "Oui."

He thought that was very funny, and clapped me on the shoulder. Hard. I stumbled, he thought that was funnier and offered his hand.

"Grégoire," he said, pointing at himself.

"Toru," I replied in similar fashion, shaking his hand. He grinned widely, waved goodbye, and went off to finish whatever his original purpose had been in passing.

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That was meaningless lol but I wanted to post so there. :P

Jada
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Toru sat on the floor. He was not in any mood to talk to me, I did not blame him. I had grown up with sailors as did he, but not french sailors. French sailors are snobs, most can speak english on this ship but I wasn't about to tell Toru. As I said before French sailors are snobs. I am better than I was but still have my mothers upturned nose additude towards life. But being half Norweigian has humbled me a bit.

I just stared at Toru who was singing some song....he told me the name and I still can't remember but another song, one my mother sang came into my head.I started humming it and then started singing,
"He was a saucy sailor boy
Who'd come from afar,
To ask a maid to be the bride
Of a poor Jack tar.

The maiden, a poor fisher girl,
Stood close by his side;
With scornful look she answered thus;
I'll not be your bride.

You're mad to think I'd marry you
Too ragged you are;
Begone, you saucy sailor boy,
Begone you Jack tar.

I've money in my pocket, love,
And bright gold in store;
These clothes of mine are all in rags,
But coin can buy more.

Though black my hands my gold is clean
So I'll sail afar,
A fairer maid than you, I ween,
Will wed this Jack tar.

Stay! Stay! you saucy sailor boy,
Do not sail afar;
I love you and will marry you,
You silly Jack tar.

'Twas but to tease I answered so,
I thought you could guess
That when a maiden answers no
She always means yes.

Begone you pretty fisher girl,
Too artful are you;
So spake the saucy sailor boy,
Gone was her Jack tar."

I looked up to see James standing in the doorway, a snile upon his face.

"I seem to remember another woman who sang that song,but how can I forget the voice of a girl as pretty as you Jada."

Toru stood up and looked at me confused again because of course James was talking in French.

"It is ok Toru,this is James the captain."

Toru stood as tall and proud as he could.

James tried to muster up the best English possible,"Hellou Torue,I ama peroud to hava you upona my shipia." His french accent was so thick that is sounded like another lanagage all together.

Toru just stared him down, i stared between the two of them.

I broke ther staring contest by asking James about his comment, "the one about my voice"

"I am suprised you do not remember the little boy, the one who wittled u birds everyday."

"How did you know bout that?"

"That is me."

"You can't be, you're Chester's brother!"

"Ha! Chester is a friend who likes to believe we are related, not more blood is shared between us than you and I."

"I am so confused." I replied, "Why bring this up now?."

Toru
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It turned out that the "stuff" Jada had mentioned mostly meant menial tasks like galley work, scrubbing the deck, and other mindless activities. I had tried to explain to any of the sailors that I myself was a sailor and could help with greater duties, but they only laughed at the little Japanese man who couldn't speak French. Jada refused to translate. She seemed to enjoy my misery.

It was late on the first night on the ship and I sat cross legged on the floor of our small room. I felt it entirely inappropriate that we should share a room, so I tried my best to ignore her presence as I carefully cleaned my katana. I softly hummed a slowed version of the tune to the o-bon dance, 'Tanko Bushi.' I did not have a good voice, but it was not horrible, either. My sister had loved dancing to that song. I remembered my mother would sing it while teaching the dance to Miho when we were very young.

"Dig the ground, Miho, like this. Yes! Now carry the coal over your shoulder, both sides now. Toru-chan! Show your little sister how to carry the coal!"

"What are you singing?" Jada asked. She had been idly watching me clean my katana for a few minutes now.

"An old Japanese folk song," I said, keeping my eyes on my work. "Coal Miner's Song. In late summer, we hold O-bon festival, to honour our ancestors who have left this life. We dance Tanko Bushi for Bon Odori."

I glanced up at Jada, who raised a brow and shrugged.

Oh, very nice! See what good things you can do when you're pressed? lol. I'll post someday ^_^

Jada
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My smirk became a smile as we walked down the back alley behind my tavern towards the docks.

"So you are a sailor, hm?"

"Yes, my otoosan, how do you say the man who raise me?"

"Father?"

"Yes, father! He was a sailor, taught me everything I know also I met a dutch man he teach me dutch and english, which is good, no?"

"Yes it is passable. But will you be able to get passage on a boat here?"

I ducked into a side alley leaving Toru in the alley. I went inside a small dark and dusty room full of books and at the back of the room sat a little man.I slipped behind him and put my hands over him eyes.

"Who? what?" He mumbled out. I released my hands and he spun around in his chair."Jada! Things going ok at the tavern? Not too many drunks hitting on you tonight I hope."

"Well, that is not why I am here." I said with a frown on my face

"How much do you need this time?"

"I don't need money. It is nothing, it's just."

" I get it Jada, I have seen it all along why didn't I not guess it sooner."

"What do you mean? How did you find out so fast?"

"It is so apparent, so clear, I see it in your eyes."

"See what in my eyes?"

"You want to marry me. But Jada, how would my other employees feel? If I married you then I would up and have to marry all of them. Which would be great for all of you but very stressful on me."

"Oh! No, that is not what I meant you old crazy man. I remembered you bragging about your kid brother being a captain of a boat, said he sailed from here to Sierra Leone alot?"

"That is true but why does that matter any?"

"There is something I would love for you to do for me."

I grabbed a few things from my room, upstairs hugged Chester and thanked him. And walked out of the building with a sack about the size of Toru. I dangled it in front of him and he reluctantly took it

We walked up the boardwalk towards one of the nicer boats, the more expesive looking the boat the more protected, and the more likely to have room.

"Excuse me?" Toru said the captain. "Can we get passage on this boat?"

"Vous porc asiatique pourquoi vous parlez le non-sens ? Parlez comme un vrai homme !" said the captain with arm muscles bigger than Toru's head.

I started giggling, because it struck me as funny that Toru didn't know what in the world the man had just said to him.
I approached the man and put on a flirty face and quickly placed the note from Chester in his hand.

"Bonjour James, votre Chester de frère m'a dit alot de vous. Il m'a donné ceci vous donner. J'espère que vous soutiendrez les souhaits de votre frères. Excuser mon ami qu'il a été tombé sur sa tête comme un enfant"

He looked down at the note, and back up at me and he ushered us in.

I turned to look at Toru who was standing there slack jawed and with a puzzled look on his face.

"Translation please?" he said with his appearence unchanging.

"Oh I just got us onto the really nice boat. You can thank me by naming your first child after me of something fancy like that."

James ushered us to a room on board, it was small a servants quarters, just off the captain room.

"What do we have to do while on board?" Toru said aprehensive

"Oh, you know stuff...." I giggled

I will re-write it in the mean time