THIRD INSTALLMENT OF THE MARMORIS SERIES
"Jack," said an angelic voice. From behind Barbossa, Cata revealed herself. "We're here. We're real."
He was going to say something but found he couldn't speak. In all of his hallucinations, Catalina never on...
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Catalina held to the Pearl's wheel with joy, she never thought she'd steer such a grandiose ship again. But her daydreaming came to an abrupt halt when Barbossa and Jack's yelling found its way over to her. Handing the wheel to Mr Cotton, she came to the rail, watching the two with a frown.
"What are you doing?" asked Jack.
"No, what are you doing?!"
"What are you-" Jack stopped himself, breathing deeply. "Captain gives orders in the ship."
"The captain of this ship is giving orders."
"My ship makes me captain."
"They are my charts."
"That makes you. . . 'Chartman'."
Rolling her eyes, Cata crossed her arms and came halfway down the stairs. "Men, stow it! The both of you! Do you understand?!"
The whole ship looked at her in shock but she did not acknowledge them. Instead, she kept her glare on Barbossa and Jack, their eyes wide and bodies leaning away. She raised a brow and they knew she wanted a direct answer.
"Aye, lass."
"Whatever you say, love."
"Good. Now get your asses up here."
Not wanting to be yelled at again, the two rushed to the steps she stood on, pushing each other out of the way.
Turning around, Catalina ducked her head, hiding a smirk. "Barbossa, I need your charts and spyglass, please."
"Aye." From his pocket, he pulled out a relatively large scope and surveyed the horizon. Jack took one look at it and with a bit too much arrogance, opened his own to find out it was twice as small. Glancing at the older man, Jack closed his glass and walked off.
"What are ye waiting for, lass?" said Barbossa, putting away his spyglass. "Go to him. I've got everything under control."
"Thank you." She rushed down the steps and ran after the pirate. "Jack! Jack, Amor, wait." She grabbed his arm and threw herself in front of Jack, making him halt. "I have to tell you something."
He raised a brow, curious, this was out of the usual for Cata. "Alright, what is it, love?"
She glanced about and met a crewmate's eye. He shamefully looked down at the deck and carried on with his chore. "Not here. Come on." She grabbed his hand and led him to the Captain's quarters. It may have looked suspicious, saying how long they had been apart but it was the only place they could be alone.
