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February 21st, 2008

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The way

Jack Sparrow has been an adopted member of the Creek tribe for several months now. he never planned to stay this long but he's run into certain... road blocks. His attempts to drive away the French and Spanish from his tribe and the path he needs to get through to find the fountain of youth were successful for weeks. But Anaba has taken his compass hostage and the troops are closer then ever before now.
Every night there were meetings with the braves and elders to discuss Jack's plans for the fountain. The braves interrupted and ignored her. The elders said the same things over and over again about eternal life not being for man or woman. It wasn't the way. Jack must not get to the fountain. Then more talk about the whites and the Spanish. The braves want to fight. The chief wants peace. And Anaba was cut out of conversation completely.
But the more she argues to at least discus the pros and cons of his plan the more she questioned the elders. Why not for people? What could be so wrong with living forever? Always being young and healthy? Every time one of them died from sickness or age how could they not wonder if maybe it's better to leave nature in that way. The more she was ignored the harder she argues and finally Anaba rejected all those around her. She'd made her decision to go with Jack. To have it for themselves and then share it with whoever wanted it.

But here were other complications. Late into the night she would argue and early in the morning she would sneak away. Jack would follow and she could hear him. No matter what he's learned with her she always knows the sounds of her man trailing behind her. She'd lose him and then bend in the bushes to vomit and dry heave, coming back and feeling ill until mid morning. This time the sickness hits her too suddenly and she stops where she is to spill it out onto the ground.