03-15-2012, 07:03 PM
Emerald eyes widened slightly at the feel of the pistol in her ribs. In retrospect, this had been a slightly reckless idea. She should have put more thought into it, but all she could think about was that map. His threats meant nothing to her, she'd been threatened plenty in her journeys. Most of them were empty threats and the ones that weren't were never her problem. Somehow she always managed to wiggle her way out of any jam. When he grabbed her wrist, she had no problem digging the blade into his skin further. She wanted to see him bleed.
At the sound of the knock and Ryek pushing her back, Gemma blinked owlishly towards the door. She didn't speak French, but the man outside sounded a little flustered. What was going on? Gemma frowned at the roughness that Ryek was using now to drag her from the room. She would have followed willingly just to see what was happening out here. As he replaced her knife in it's holster she grew almost angry. How dare he trust her so easily, as if she wasn't a threat. "GEMMA, my name is Gemma," she said enunciating it the second time.
Huh? He was already moving across the deck. Gemma followed, looking out over the water to the ship in the distance. The hairs on the back of her neck stood straight at the sight of it. She looked towards land. Land!? When had they departed!? She sighed. It looked like she would be stuck here after all. For the time being anyway. When Ryek looked in her direction she shrugged, "What's the big deal, it's just a boat," she said referring to Talon's ship in the distance.
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