Green Eyed Violets

Chapter 1

First Impressions

"She looks interesting, to say the least." Will said, looking at the girl by the bar. Jack nodded, swigging his rum and wiping his mouth before talking.

"She's a pirate, William, what d'ye expect? Some nice, fancy, dressed up, perfectly groomed thing covered in makeup and white as a sheet?" Jack said, watching the woman order another rum. She brushed back a strand of dark brown hair, tucking it behind her pierced ear.

"So why are we watching her?" Will asked, pulling Jack's attention from the girl awaiting her new mug of rum. Jack shrugged.

"We need ta get a map from 'er. So my plan is we get her drunk and then I take 'er upstairs, have some fun with the girl and steal the map on me way out." Jack said, grinning at his, somewhat perverted, plan. Will frowned.

"That won't work, Jack. If she's anything like you said she was, my bet is that she'll have you at gunpoint before you even get her upstairs." Jack glared at Will before returning his attention to the girl. Her long hair was left down, some random braids plaited in, as well as a piece of purple ribbon. She had on a white shirt, laced up at the back with a dark blue ribbon, a pair of black breeches and dark blue suede boots, also laced up the back. Her long fingers were adorned with a selection of rings and her ears had delicate stones hanging from them. She had tanned skin, unlike those snotty society girls, and green eyes. Jack grinned at Will, getting up from his seat.

"Three shillings say when I get back ta tha ship I've got the map and no problems from 'er." Will laughed at Jack's suggestion.

"You're on." He said, shaking Jack's outstretched hand and watching the pirate saunter away.

"What'll it be, Vi? Rum again?" I looked up from my now empty rum mug.

"Yeah, I s'pose." I said, passing it back. I had only had two rums that night, which meant I was far from being drunk and could easily see the man at the end of the bar, delaying my rum.

"What d'ye know about 'er? Wha's she like?" Jack asked. The barman passed Jack a mug of rum.

"Well, that's her, she likes rum and, uh, not sure really. She's a mystery. No one really knows anythin' 'bout her. Just that her name's Violet and...her name's Violet." He said, faltering for information about the girl.

"Take tha' there rum to 'er, would ye?" Jack nodded, glancing up the bar to the woman, currently giving him an evil glare. So, with his most charming smile, he began sauntering towards her. When he reached her he took off his hat, bowing, leaving himself completely unprepared for what was about to happen.

I snatched my rum from the man's dirty hand and, without even hesitating, dumped the contents of the mug over his head.

"Touch my rum again, sir, and I'll kill ye." I warned, turning on my heel as the rum soaked pirate spluttered for words. He suddenly grabbed my arm pulling me back to face him, his hat now rightfully placed on his head. He scowled at me as I smiled sweetly back.

"Care to let me go, sir?" I said with mock politeness. He shook his head. I sighed.

"It wasn't a question, mate." I hissed, trying to pull my arm back, yet he held me tightly.

"D'ye know 'ho I am, love?" I put a finger to my lip, tapping it gently.

"You're the queen of England! How should I bloody know?" I snapped, trying to pull my arm back again. The pirate smirked at me, shaking his head.

"Love, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, savvy?" I looked 'Captain Jack Sparrow' over… before laughing so hard I could have choked on my own tongue. 'Sparrow' looked at me, unimpressed.

"What's so funny, lass?" I could barely contain my laughter, his hand movements doing nothing to quieten me. I poked him in the chest, with my free arm.

"You? You're Jack Sparrow?"

"Captain, if ye please." I smirked.

"Why of course, Captain." I mocked, bowing as low as possible with my arm still in his grasp. He seemed to pick up on my sarcasm as I stood up, biting my tongue to stop myself deteriorating into laughter again, although, it didn't work. He sighed.

"What ye laughin' at this time, love?" I looked at him then poked him again.

"You are not, cannot be, Captain Jack Sparrow. I mean, look at ye…" I trailed off, pointing to his hair and attire. He narrowed his eyes as I ripped him apart with my criticism.

"I imagined ye'd be taller, more bulky, scars from your oh so dangerous escapades, bit more muscular, and have the ability to stand without swaying." I laughed. He glared at me, releasing my arm and pulling up his sleeve, only to reveal a tattoo of a bird flying over a sunset. My mouth dropped open, the captain tapping it shut.

"No use catchin' flies, love." I stared at him, for at least a minute, or so I guessed, before talking. I poked him again, this time to make sure he was actually real and not the consequence of slightly more rum than could be remembered.

"You? Yer Captain Jack Sparrow?"

"Aye, that be me, love."

"The same Captain Jack Sparrow who was marooned on an island by 'is mutinous first mate?"

"Unfortunately."

"The same Captain Sparrow who sacked Nassau Port without firing a single shot?"

"One of my greatest achievements."

"The same Captain Jack Sparrow who disappeared from under the eyes of seven agents of the East India Company?"

"I think we've established I'm a man o' many talents, love." I paused before, once again, poking the captain in the chest.

"You? You're Captain Jack Sparrow?"

"Not this again…yes, the same Captain Sparrow 'ho was mutinied upon by Barbossa, yes, the same captain Sparrow who sacked Nassau Port without firing a single shot, yes, the same Captain Sparrow who disappeared from under the eyes of seven agents of the east India company. Yes, me, that very same, Captain Sparrow!"

Hey! I finally got my FF working and thought I'd left you with no stories for long enough! Now this is a work in progress so cut me some slack.

Review and tell me what you think? Good, bad? Don't bother flaming but constructive critisism is appreciated!

Ok, well, mucheeeo loveeeo!

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