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wish I coud claim Jack. Ah well.
Sparrow's Revenge
The woman stood on the dock, listening to the slight creak of the rowboat tied by her feet, waiting. Her crew was already on her ship, anchored in the harbor of Tortuga. The wind was rippling her cape, disturbing her strictly tied braid. It also whipped the locks of the pirate's hair standing before her, clinking the beads woven into it and playing with the hem of his coat.
His dark eyes, rimmed in black, were narrowed, and angry. She turned away, not wanting to see the pain and fury evident on his face. This was one of the few times that Jack Sparrow was not drunken, jolly, or carefree. He was furious, and it was all her fault.
"I'm sorry Jack. You know it had to be done."
His reply was to simply turn away, and begin to walk back up the creaking dock. "Jack!"
He stopped, turned his head slightly to show he was listening, hoping, she presumed, that she would change her mind. She wouldn't. He ought to know better. "You would have done the same thing," she said.
He raised his head, allowing her a view of his eyes, glinting in the sunset's glow. "No, I wouldn't have." And with that, he turned away, and walked out of Captain Raven Margow's life.
Sparrow's Revenge
The woman stood on the dock, listening to the slight creak of the rowboat tied by her feet, waiting. Her crew was already on her ship, anchored in the harbor of Tortuga. The wind was rippling her cape, disturbing her strictly tied braid. It also whipped the locks of the pirate's hair standing before her, clinking the beads woven into it and playing with the hem of his coat.
His dark eyes, rimmed in black, were narrowed, and angry. She turned away, not wanting to see the pain and fury evident on his face. This was one of the few times that Jack Sparrow was not drunken, jolly, or carefree. He was furious, and it was all her fault.
"I'm sorry Jack. You know it had to be done."
His reply was to simply turn away, and begin to walk back up the creaking dock. "Jack!"
He stopped, turned his head slightly to show he was listening, hoping, she presumed, that she would change her mind. She wouldn't. He ought to know better. "You would have done the same thing," she said.
He raised his head, allowing her a view of his eyes, glinting in the sunset's glow. "No, I wouldn't have." And with that, he turned away, and walked out of Captain Raven Margow's life.