Angelica Teach smirked as she entered her First Master's quarters, and narrowed her eyes, searchng for the attire she needed for the events of the night. Where is that bloody-? she thought, but never finished when she spotted the object on the floor near her desk, and picked it up, brushing it off, and she examined it.
Jack Sparrow's hat, she thought to herself, Or at least a perfect copy, she smirked. She would admit, finding a perfect replica of Jack's signature hat was near impossible, and was close to giving up when she finally found a hand that fit the appearance it had to. And she had managed to get it for only three shellings, which meant her plan could comense.
Of course, she could have done her part in the mission without the hat, but the hat really completed the ensemble of Captain Jack Sparrow. She slid on the bandana with fake dreadlocks attached to it that she had used for the past month to lure new members of the crew, thinking they would be in work with Jack Sparrow, then she put on the hat.
A shrill knock on her door came after she applied the fake facial hair, and she snapped her head up and looked at the door, expecting it to be a drunk member of the crew, or anyone besides who it actaully was, anyone.
"Angelica, are you in there?" came the scratchy voice of Edward Teach, or, as he was known across the seas, 'Blackbeard'. He knocked again after getting no answer, growing frustrated with the silence.
"Coming father." Angelica darted across the room, and opened the door. "What do you need?" she asked, inviting him inside and turning on the lights, sitting down gently on her bed, inviting him to the same, but he remained standing.
"If we are to find the Foutain soon than we'll need Sparrow within the next two weeks, dear." Blackbeard said, and as his name fortold, his large black beard bustled around slightly as he spoke. "If we are to save my soul." he said, hoping that would make his daughter more determined to find Jack.
"Yes, for your soul." Angelica nodded. "The one-legged man will not kill you." she stated angrily, and realized that it must have looked silly considering she somewhat resembled Jack Sparrow, and picturing him saying something like that made her half smile. "I will find Sparrow, and we will get to the Fountain." she promised. "I'll have him within the week."
"Alright, Angelica." Blackbeard said, and started towards the door, and glanced back at his daughter. His daughter. The one thing true good thing he had done in his entire life. And yet she was devious, corrupt, he had yet to know who to blame. "Be careful," he said, and left her to change. For once he was a father, and not a blood thirtsty pirate, even if it only lasted a second or so.
I love you father, Angelica thought to herself as she began to unbutton her shirt. And I suppose you love me, she mused, but didn't know truly if she was to be unsure. She shook her head as she continued to think, trying to clear her head as she slid into the clothing of Jack Sparrow, which she had acquired many years before over...events that had happened in bed, and she had made some minor changes to them to match Jack's clothes in the current time.
She examined herself in the mirror, and after glancing at the wanted poster she had taken from London earlier in the day, she compared herself to Jack. After she assured herself she was a close enough match, she left the poster on her desk and started for London, expecting to recruit new crew members, but having no idea what was going to happen in just a matter of hours.