Reckless | Tintin

" We need to figure out how to get up a few floors from the outside."

Tintin came to abord a ship and was met with the sight of two men, two of the men who had helped capture Ana and him, searching his pockets. He glanced to his left side at Ana, who was still knocked out and had her head resting on his shoulder.

" They're not here," one said to the other." Look your side."

" Hang on... Nothing."

" Well check that pocket, Tom!"

" No, I've looked in this one already I'm sure of it," Tom replied.

" Well have a look in his socks!"

Sakharine approached the cage." Have you found it?"

" They don't have it!"

" It's not on 'em boss, it's not here."

" Not here? Then where is it!?"

" Where's what?" Tintin asked, still recovering from what had happened earlier that day.

" Oh, I am tired of your games," Sakharine marched into the cell." The scroll from the unicorn! A piece of paper like this." He held out an almost identical scroll to the one inside Ana's ship.

" You mean the poem?"

" Yes."

" Th poem written in old English?"

" Yes."

" It was inside a cylinder."

" Yes."

" Concealed in the mast."

" Yes!"

Tintin looked at Sakharine for a moment." We don't have it."

Sakharine pointed his cane at the two other men in the cell, one of whom took the end of the cane, revealing a sword which Sakharine then pointed at the journalist and his sleeping assistant." You know the value of that scroll, why else would you take it?"

" Two ships," Tintin muttered, staring blankly at Ana's red hair." Two scrolls, both part of a puzzle. You have one, you need the other... but that's not it.... there's something else..."

" I will find it," Sakharine said, getting up in Tintins face." With our without your help. You and your girlfriend need to think about exactly how useful you are to me." Tom slipped the end of the cane back on the blade, concealing it, before all three of them left Tintin and Ana to rot in their cage.

Ana woke up in the hold of a ship, the Karaboudjan to be precise. It was the closing of the hold door that woke her up and caused her to sit up with a jolt, only to realize she had been leaning on Tintin's shoulder. Then there was a sudden yip that came from somewhere near the door as Snowy bounded towards his two owners who were stuck in a cage.

" Snowy!" Tintin exclaimed in relief as the white fox terrier ran up to him and Ana." It's good to see you too. See if you can chew through these ropes." As soon as he was free Tintin turned to Ana and undid the ropes around her wrists as well before helping her up." Are you okay?"

" I take it I slept through an interrogation, so I should really be asking you that-"

" I'm fine." He took her hand and led her to the other side of the compartment by the door, grabbing a nearby crowbar with his free hand and using it to jam the door.

Ana, figuring out what he was doing, ran over to a crate and pushed it over to a window as Tintin used a board to block the window looking from the hallway into the hold. The young woman climbed onto the crate and opened the window she'd pushed it next to, looking around the ship to find another place to go before spotting an open, lit, window.

" You wanna play like that then do ya Tintin!? Miss. Smith!?" Allan yelled through the door before turning to his colleague." Get the TNT."

" Broken crates..." Tintin muttered, pacing around as he tried his best to stay calm." Rope, Champagne... What else do we have Ana?"

" Tintin!" She hissed, trying her best not to alert the men on the other side of the door." We need to figure out how to get up a few floors from the outside." He nodded, looking around before tearing a piece of a crate off and wrapping the rope he'd found around it.

As the two humans and their dog approached the window they could hear Sakharine's men preparing the TNT as Tintin attempted to throw the end of the rope tied to the boards through the window Ana had seen. He missed his first throw, which fell back down, hitting him in the head, and they were running out of time.

Tintin began to spin the rope as if it was a Lasso, throwing it directly through the open window and hitting the cabin's occupant in the head. He tugged on the rope, making sure it was secure before placing Snowy in Ana's arms and then helping her out the window. As soon as she'd started climbing the rope, with Snowy standing on her head, Tintin began his assent as well, closing the hold's window behind him.