Blue Tongue Timn arrived early at the docks the next day; moments before Alela herself even got there.
Blue tongue was a tall man, He was bald, and the tanned skin of his skull had been tattooed over with a map of the world, parts of the seas hit his cheek. He had chilling, light blue eyes, almost like the devils. He was muscular, and he let his chest bare. A big blue bruise adorned his square jaw and his nose had broken in several places. Though, he would assure anyone, the other guy was much far off worse than him. When Alela arrived she did get the loveliest little greeting.
"You little wench! What did you think you were doing last night? I saw you! I walked in just in Time to see you enjoying your little date with that bastard!" Alela's eyes almost rolled out of her head. This was the man Ferrell wanted Alela to marry, he was mostly rich, and did as little criminal activity as was possible for a pirate, though, he seemed fearless. They had once sailed with him to Africa, the journey on which Ferrell had made the deal that if Timn convinced Alela he was good for her she was all his (and they made a fifty dollar wager wither Timn could do it or not; one the whole crew got in on.) and in that Time frame he faced creatures they had nightmares about, and done things only would seem possible to an insane man. Alela smiled, though from the rumors she had heard, Jack was a much better adventurer than Timn any day.
"You idiot! Be quiet for once! I was just getting us a ship! Nothing more, why would I have come all the way to Tortuga to get you, if I was just going to leave you here! Now be quiet, here comes Jack and the crew." Just as she predicted Jack appeared suddenly, along with her crew and one person she didn't recognize.
"Sparrow! Good to see you. "She turned back on her charm, slinking her arm around his shoulder in what seemed to be a short hug. He didn't seem to mind, but he didn't return the gesture. "Who be this man? "She asked, nodding her head to the man that followed him.
"That's Gibbs, He's my first mate. " It was a simple answer, and she nodded to it.
"A'ight, are we all set to sail then?" Timn spoke up, gruffly, angrily. Just seeing the man he was in "competition" with made him mad.
"well," Jack smiled, twisting one of Alela's dreadlocks around with his fingers, examining the grease ridden hair. "I would say we would need a map, but I can see we won't have to worry about you! As long as you don't drown." He turned to Gibbs "Make sure he doesn't get to close to the edge of the boat." Gibbs laughed
"Aye, sir."
Timn cracked his knuckles. Sparrow smiled.
"All aboard, then?" And onto the ship they went.