Surprise Visit
"By tha left frontal lobe o' the Great Sky Demon!!!"
Ariadne Miracle jumped at the slurred but definitely male voice behind her.
"I didna' think I was tha' sloshed!!" The man slurred even more before his
eyes rolled back into his head and he collapsed onto the floor. Ariadne
quickly disentangled herself from her computer chair and rushed over to make sure he was still breathing. Her parents had gone out of town for the weekend, and the corpse of a strange man in her bedroom would do nothing
for her peace of mind!
'Strange indeed.' she thought, eyeing the man, who had fallen spread-eagled on her floor. His clothing was strange, for sure. He was dressed in a
white shirt with kind of poofy sleeves, a brown vest, brown breeches, a
pink and white sash around his waist, and calf-height boots that folded down at the top (A/N: I don't know how to describe them, plz forgive me) And that was nothing compared to his hair! It seemed the poor man couldn't make up his mind between dreadlocks and braids, so both, along with loose hair and strands of beads, were tied back with a length of red cloth. He also had a fairly neat goatee, with the beard part braided into two braids
and ended with beads.
Ariadne began to circle him to reach her bed. She really needed to sit and
think! However, her feet had other plans, or perhaps it was her cat, as that was what she tripped over, falling heavily and directly on top of the
stranger occupying her floor.
"Oof!" the man said brilliantly, opening his dark eyes. He looked her over,
saying, "Well, love, I don' know 'ow ye got here, bu' ye're welcome ta stay!" he grinned suggestively and waggled his eyebrows. Ariadne blushed
and quickly stood up.
"I tripped!" she stated with as much dignity as she could muster, which
wasn't much.
"O' course ye did, love." he grinned again, and then looked around. "Oy,
how tha 'ell did I get 'ere?!! And where exactly is 'ere?!?" His
drunkenness seemed to evaporate as if by magic.
" 'Here' happens to be my room, and how you got here was exactly what I was
wondering!"
"Well, last I remember, I was sittin' in tha Shattered Dove -best rum in town, tha place has- anyway, I was gettin' smashed and looking at this 'ere medallion...and then I was 'ere! Oy!" a bright look came over his features,
"it must've been tha medallion!" With that, the man began examining the
trinket in his hands. It was a solid gold rose with absolutely exqusite detail, and Ariadne's breath caught as she looked at it. "Aha!!" he said
suddenly.
"What?"
"I found a switch!" He stated triumphantly, flipping it. Nothing happened.
"Damn!" He cursed, and went back to examining the charm. Ariadne finally made it over to her bed and plopped down, immediately turning to turn on
her boom box. She had just started singing along with Cake's 'Comfort Eagle' when the man turned around with a half-frightened, half-curious look
on his face.
"What the blazes is tha noise?!" he asked.
"It's my music! Where are you from, anyway? Haven't you ever heard music
before?"
"Yeah, bu' not tha loud! An not at all like tha, either! Where're the
musicians?"
"Musicians?!?" Ariadne laughed. "Just who are you, anyway?" she asked
curiously.
"Me? I'm Cap'n Jack Sparrow, 'aven't you heard o' me?" he said arrogantly, or at least as arrogant as one could get while staggering from the after-
effects of rum. "Oo' are ye?"
"I'm Ariadne Miracle, and no, I haven't heard of you. Excuse me!!" the last was stated quite indignantly as Jack hopped up onto her bed next to her.
"Well, Ariadne Miracle..." suddenly, three things happened. Jack placed one
heavily ringed hand around Ariadne's shoulders, just as he flipped the
switch on the charm once again, and they both instantly disapeared in a
flash of navy blue light....
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Alright, first chappie, or maybe just an intro. Sorry it's kinda short, but
originally it was just going to be a bit of visitation fluff. The characters obviously have a plot of their own, however, and I am subject to their whims. Hope you enjoyed, reviews will result in a new chappie out soon. Oh, and sorry if Jack's speech is off, but he IS drunk, after all, and besides, I'm just gettin' used to writin' it, savvy? Anyways, review, constructive criticism is always welcome, flames will be be donated to my
sister, the resident pyro.
Oops, almost forgot:
Disclaimer: I do not own Jack Sparrow ::sniffle, sniffle:: nor any other characters from PotC that will undoubtedly show up. Ariadne, however, is
mine! She better be, considering she's me! Anyway....
Go review!
"By tha left frontal lobe o' the Great Sky Demon!!!"
Ariadne Miracle jumped at the slurred but definitely male voice behind her.
"I didna' think I was tha' sloshed!!" The man slurred even more before his
eyes rolled back into his head and he collapsed onto the floor. Ariadne
quickly disentangled herself from her computer chair and rushed over to make sure he was still breathing. Her parents had gone out of town for the weekend, and the corpse of a strange man in her bedroom would do nothing
for her peace of mind!
'Strange indeed.' she thought, eyeing the man, who had fallen spread-eagled on her floor. His clothing was strange, for sure. He was dressed in a
white shirt with kind of poofy sleeves, a brown vest, brown breeches, a
pink and white sash around his waist, and calf-height boots that folded down at the top (A/N: I don't know how to describe them, plz forgive me) And that was nothing compared to his hair! It seemed the poor man couldn't make up his mind between dreadlocks and braids, so both, along with loose hair and strands of beads, were tied back with a length of red cloth. He also had a fairly neat goatee, with the beard part braided into two braids
and ended with beads.
Ariadne began to circle him to reach her bed. She really needed to sit and
think! However, her feet had other plans, or perhaps it was her cat, as that was what she tripped over, falling heavily and directly on top of the
stranger occupying her floor.
"Oof!" the man said brilliantly, opening his dark eyes. He looked her over,
saying, "Well, love, I don' know 'ow ye got here, bu' ye're welcome ta stay!" he grinned suggestively and waggled his eyebrows. Ariadne blushed
and quickly stood up.
"I tripped!" she stated with as much dignity as she could muster, which
wasn't much.
"O' course ye did, love." he grinned again, and then looked around. "Oy,
how tha 'ell did I get 'ere?!! And where exactly is 'ere?!?" His
drunkenness seemed to evaporate as if by magic.
" 'Here' happens to be my room, and how you got here was exactly what I was
wondering!"
"Well, last I remember, I was sittin' in tha Shattered Dove -best rum in town, tha place has- anyway, I was gettin' smashed and looking at this 'ere medallion...and then I was 'ere! Oy!" a bright look came over his features,
"it must've been tha medallion!" With that, the man began examining the
trinket in his hands. It was a solid gold rose with absolutely exqusite detail, and Ariadne's breath caught as she looked at it. "Aha!!" he said
suddenly.
"What?"
"I found a switch!" He stated triumphantly, flipping it. Nothing happened.
"Damn!" He cursed, and went back to examining the charm. Ariadne finally made it over to her bed and plopped down, immediately turning to turn on
her boom box. She had just started singing along with Cake's 'Comfort Eagle' when the man turned around with a half-frightened, half-curious look
on his face.
"What the blazes is tha noise?!" he asked.
"It's my music! Where are you from, anyway? Haven't you ever heard music
before?"
"Yeah, bu' not tha loud! An not at all like tha, either! Where're the
musicians?"
"Musicians?!?" Ariadne laughed. "Just who are you, anyway?" she asked
curiously.
"Me? I'm Cap'n Jack Sparrow, 'aven't you heard o' me?" he said arrogantly, or at least as arrogant as one could get while staggering from the after-
effects of rum. "Oo' are ye?"
"I'm Ariadne Miracle, and no, I haven't heard of you. Excuse me!!" the last was stated quite indignantly as Jack hopped up onto her bed next to her.
"Well, Ariadne Miracle..." suddenly, three things happened. Jack placed one
heavily ringed hand around Ariadne's shoulders, just as he flipped the
switch on the charm once again, and they both instantly disapeared in a
flash of navy blue light....
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Alright, first chappie, or maybe just an intro. Sorry it's kinda short, but
originally it was just going to be a bit of visitation fluff. The characters obviously have a plot of their own, however, and I am subject to their whims. Hope you enjoyed, reviews will result in a new chappie out soon. Oh, and sorry if Jack's speech is off, but he IS drunk, after all, and besides, I'm just gettin' used to writin' it, savvy? Anyways, review, constructive criticism is always welcome, flames will be be donated to my
sister, the resident pyro.
Oops, almost forgot:
Disclaimer: I do not own Jack Sparrow ::sniffle, sniffle:: nor any other characters from PotC that will undoubtedly show up. Ariadne, however, is
mine! She better be, considering she's me! Anyway....
Go review!