"Oh really?" Jack says, wrapping his long fingers around two of the cell's iron bars, looking at you with rapt attention, "and what might that be, Bell?"
"I'll take you to the Captains's rum cabinet."
"What's the rub?" he asks, arms now crossed over his chest.
"You get me free, and promise to get me off this blasted ship..." you paused, making sure not to land yourself into a trap, "Let me board your ship until you sail to the next port."
Jack thought for a moment, his index finger pressed against his lips as he did so.
"Do we have an accord." You ask impatiently. Jack agrees, nodding his head, before darting up the stairs.
"Where do you think your going?" you yell angrily. "You agreed to free me, you can't leave me here!" Jack rolls his eyes, not that you can see this gesture, as he is half-way up the rotting stairs already.
"Will!" he yells, trying to be heard over the clashing of swords.
You hear Jack mumbling to someone, but you can't make out their conversation. A moment later a pair of footsteps make their way back down the stairs.
You glare as Jack returns to your cell, another pirate following at his heels. You take a second or two to look him over. He seems too proper to be a pirate. Though he must be if he serves Jack. For a pirate he is rather handsome, but you can't help favoring Jack more. After all, he was, hopefully, going to help you exscape.You turn your gaze back to Jack, looking at him expectantly.
He seems keen on ignoring you, and instead is looking over at the pirate, who you guess to be Will. Will is examining the hinges on your cell's door. You're biting your tongue, hoping the two of them can set you free.
"Sorry Jack, these can't be broken as easily as your's could last time. You'll have to find the key." You feel your heart sink as if a bit of your soul was slipping away at the prospect of staying on this ship forever.
"It's in the Captain's quarters." You chime in quickly, "I think." you add a bit less certain.
"Will, go get the key." Jack commands, and Will nods. "Quick! So we can liberate me rum!" he calls as Will runs up the stairs.
"Why do you want the rum so badly anyway? Was it special or something of the sort?" you ask, sitting back on the dust-ridden floor.
"All rum is special." You roll your eyes.
"But, you could have simply bought another bottle of rum. Could you not?"
"I could." Jack admitted, "But this way...is much more fun, don't ye think?"
You thought for a moment, then shook your head, "No."
"Ah, well...why are you complaining?" You shrug. As if on cue, Will appeared on the staircase again. "Jack, we have to hurry."
"Why's that?" Jack asks, skeptically.
"The crew can't hold much longer." Jack nods and takes the keys from Will.
He fiddles with several keys, none working as of yet. Looking up at you he asks, "Do you know which key it is by any chance, luv?"
You shake your head. He sighs and returns to trying each key. Once he reached the last one, he sighed and shoved it in the lock...It didn't fit either.
"By the powers!" Jack started jumping up and down, rather like a basket case, trying to fit the key into the lock.
"Um...Jack.."
"What?" Jack asked, stopping his jumping to stare at William.
"You have the key..." he paused, "upside down."
"Well...look at that." he said flipping the key over and sliding it into the lock with a soft click. You smiled, rocking on the balls of your feet. You were finally going to be free. You and Will both jumped as another cannon came soaring through the wooden frame. Jack quickly swung open the cells door.
"Freedom alas." you say triumphantly, "Thanks to the two of you of course." you add, quickly.
"Yes, yes, you're free. Now lead me to the rum as your debt repaid." Jack said impatiently.
You nodded, and started up the steps. You paled at the sight of the pirates parrying, and felt as if you were going to be sick at the stench of freshly spilt blood. "Oh my." you mutter, cringing inwardly.
"Well, go!" Jack says quickly.
"It's in that room there." you said, pointing to the forecastle.
"Well, go then!" You shake your head. "I'm not walking through a hand full of pirates who happen to be fighting."
Jack growls, grabs Will by the collar of his shirt, and starts his trek toward the cabin, leaving you standing on the stairs.
You return to the brig, feeling much safer now that you can't smell the stench of fresh bloodshed. Another cannonball shot through the hull, barely missing you, but hitting an empty bookcase, causing it to fall on the floor with a loud crash. You jumped back to avoid being crushed flat, letting out a small gasp.
"Jack!" Yells what sounds like Will, accompanied by several thuds.
Jack rolled down the stairs, collided with the groun, and is now laying flat on the unsanitary floor so that you can no longer see him over the bookcase that's laying between the two of you.
"Um..." You say, trying to peer across the bookcase.
Jack jumps up, swaggering slightly, "Falling downstairs; very, very painful," he swayed almost falling over. "Very painful."
"How much rum do you reckon he's had?" you ask as Will trots down the stairs, arms full of the Captain's, well...now Jack's, rum.
"About one or two..." Jack pauses, trying to regain his footing, so Will finishes the sentence for him, "dozen bottles."
"Aye. Thanks mate." Jack said, finally attaining some balance.
"Jack shouldn't we be getting back to the Pearl?"
"Right." Jack says, climbing up the stairs. Will helps you climb over the bookcase, afterwards you both follow Jack's suit; Will staggering under the weight of Jack's newly acquired bottle filled with the amber colored rum. (Yes, I know. Rum is clear...back then it wasn't.) "Back to the Pearl!" Jack yells to the dueling crew, "with haste!" he adds, receiving yells of relief in response.
After half the crew had returned to the Black Pearl, Captain Jones Bones decided to make his grand entrance.
"Where do ye think your goin' with me wench and me rum, Jack?"
Jack turns around, a smirk pulling at his lips, "To the Pearl, mate. Then to the nearest port to drop off yer wench." You cringe slightly.
Jones shakes his head, "I don't think so, mate."
"And why's that?" Jack asked his hand gliding to the hilt of his cutlass.
"Hurry up, and swing over to the Pearl." Will whispered out of the corner of his mouth.
"Why?" You ask dumbly.
"No one is paying attention."
"Oh. Right." You say, and clutch onto the rope that he handed you. "Are you certain it will hold me?" You ask, but Will has left already. So you climb a top the deck's railing, and swing. With a sickening crack you land onto the Black Pearl's deck, instantly blacking out.
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