01-03-2012, 11:26 PM
Devin had been leaning against the mast when Marquet called everyone to hear him speak. Her curiosity about this Blackbeard was killing her. Slipping quickly behind the crowd, she intended on meeting the girl and seeing who she was, maybe striking a deal with her, information, to help her escape. But Devin needed to hurry. She knew someone would be coming down soon to talk to the girl, and she didn't want to be caught down there when they did.
Moments later, Devin was standing in front of the cell that held the ships prisoner. She watched her for a moment, feeling bad, but quickly shrugged it off. Better her than you, she thought to herself. "Scarlett?" she started, not offering her own name in return, to be sure she wouldn't know who to rat on, should she decide to rat. "I overheard them talking about you on deck." She wasn't looking for a response, she was merely stating a fact. "You should eat. If you kill yourself in here, you'll never have a chance to escape." Devin shrugged again, at least that's how she saw it.
She waited to see if Scarlett would say anything before offering up her plan. If she would tell Devin what she knew, she would help her to escape as soon as they docked next. But if the girl seemed untrustworthy, Devin would have to go about this a different way, but she hoped not. The two of them teaming up would be a lot more beneficial in the long run.
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