Hope Keeps Us Moving [PRIVATE]

[changa]

"Alright. What can we do without getting ourselves killed?" she asked hopefully.
Aaron was taking each sister, one by one, through the porthole. When he was at Arimia, he stopped short. "What be ye doin?" asked Captain Thorne from the shadows. "It's a pity I've got your father here with a knife to his neck. But there is a way to save this... missionary."

[Question]

Philip tried to break free, but found himself unable, "Aaron, Syrena, go, now!" He told them. He wanted them safe.

Ginny uneasily stood behind Syrena, feeling shy all of a sudden.

[changa]

"Come on!" she called, pulling Ginny to the porthole. Syrena shove her through, and quickly made it through herself. Aaron, however, could not fit through the porthole.
Thorne grumbled. "Well, young merboy," he said with a growl, "You seem to be stuck between a rock and a hard place."

[Question]

"Wait! What about Aaron?" Ginny protested to Syrena.

[changa]

She closed her eyes tight, as if with the strain. "He can't fit," she said softly. "I wish he..." She shook her head.

[Question]

"Let me go back up there so he isn't alone, Senorita."

[changa]

"Would you? Ginny, we'll be on our island. But, we might go to one of the surrounding ones." She clutched her daughter's hand. "You can do this."

[Question]

Ginny stared at the hand, she smiled. "I'll try."

[changa]

"Come here, boy," Thorne said.
Aaron slowly moved toward the captain. "What do you want with us?"
"In time, boy, in good time."

[Question]

Ginny crawled threw the port hole, "Aaron!"