Tia-Davy during the Brethren Court

[bringmethatnpc]

Jailed, again.

She sits in murky light, in a cell that smells of mold and rats and old seawater, and runs her fingertip around and around the details of her locket. There's a click when she slips a nail into the opening, and a slight whirring, and then her cell is filled with the plaintive plucking of a lullaby--an old song with no words but many memories.

She lets the little melody play, on and on, lilting delicately through her jail, while her eyes follow the track of the cogs and wheels inside.

It's company, of a sort.

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[touch-destiny.livejournal.com]

"The Brethren Court."

Hatred of them is the only thing that could draw her away from him at this moment, and she stalks to the edge of her cage, wrapping long fingers around her bars. Her teeth bare in something that is nowhere near a smile.

"The last thing they will know in this life is how cruel I can be."

But she isn't alone, and she isn't free--yet--and when she hears him begin to move, she half turns, one hand still clutching the metal that bars her in.

"And what of your fate? Davy Jones?"

[doyoufeardeath.livejournal.com]

Doesn't she know? Is she still so cruel, as to make him speak it?

"My heart will always belong to you," he replies mournfully. But that is all he has to say, now -- there is a shadow that beckons, taking him to the solace and comfort of his own ship...

Where he does not have to look upon what he lost.