Disclaimer: I don't own PotC...
Thanks: To Maeve, who beta-read original story and to Rita, who is translating this for me.
Omala Moola: You wanted me to say something in Finnish? What would I say... hmmm... Okey, here it goes. Kiitos palautteestasi, se sai minut todella iloiseksi! (Means: Thanks for your review, it made my really happy!)
Hot winds of the Caribbean
(Yo Ho and a bottle of rum)
I sat on the bed and watched Jack's drinking. I didn't use to sit with dry mouth when others were drinking. Usually I was in the worst drunk and the situation at that moment, saying it straight, started to piss me off. I had always hated watching beside others drinking.
"Luv, is everythin' alright?" the captain asked and raised his eyebrows.
"Well... I could maybe take that rum after all", I said and I rose from the bed.
"I knew ye'd change yer mind", Jack said and handed the open bottle to me. He took another for himself and opened it with his teeth.
I looked at the half-full bottle for a moment. I had never drunk rum straight before. Though once I had tried it and it had tasted awful. I smelled the brown liquid and turned up my nose at it.
"It won't kill ye, luv", Jack said laughing at my facial expression.
I stuck out my tongue at the man and lifted the bottle up onto my lips. The drink was just as awful than I had thought. Nonetheless, I drank a real swig at once and then I coughed when the rum burned my throat. I saw Jack still watching me so I raised bravely the bottle onto my lips again and focused on drinking. I felt the rum warming my stomach and trying to go upward my throat. Somehow I managed to keep the liquid inside.
Half an hour later I had drunk the half-full bottle and I felt the effect clearly. I little bit staggered when I walked to the table and bumped the bottle on it. Putting the bottle down made me lose my balance for a second and I tottered imminently. However, Jack grabbed onto me and pulled me near him. He smelled strongly ocean and rum. I looked into his eyes laughing silently. I guess I was in a worse drunk than I thought.
I pressed my hands against Jack's chest and pushed myself a bit further from him. My foot hit something and I fell down to my bottom on the floor. For some reason I burst out laughing. I sat quite a long on the floor and just giggled. Finally I pulled myself together and stood up. "Would ye like to tell somethin' about yerself?" Jack asked laughing at me.
I was quiet for a moment. Would he really want to know something about me? And what could I really tell him. No way, I couldn't tell him the truth. Jack would understand nothing about life of a student nor any other similar things.
"What do you want to know?" I asked uncertainly and sat down on the chair next to the table. Jack handed me a bottle and I grabbed onto it smiling. I drank a swig and passed him the bottle back.
"Anythin', luv", the captain answered.
"Well, I'm 20-year-old and I live with my parents in a big house", I said as truthfully as possible. However, I didn't know how to continue.
"Ye're not married, eh?" Jack inquired.
"I'm really not!" I cried out. I had no intention to get married at this young age and moreover I had bumped into no one appropriate.
"20 already... Haven't yer parents found ye a man?
"I don't want anyone. I'm getting along just fine like this", I uttered although I knew it seemed weird. We were in the 17th century after all.
"Were d'ye live?" Jack changed the subject.
"Ugh..." I really didn't know what to say. I was quiet for a long and just stared ahead. "I don't... I don't remember..." I whispered then quietly.
"Ye don't? Are ye so drunk then?" the man wondered.
"No... I meant I don't remember it at all..."
Maybe an amnesia would be a good excuse not to tell some things. Jack would probably think I'm crazy if he found out the truth. And for some reason the truth didn't seemed so important. Thought of my former life in future was distant and in some way misty. Maybe it was the intoxication but at that moment I didn't even feel like thinking the 21st century.
"Why would you not tell something about yourself?" I asked Jack trying to change the course of the conversation.
"Ye must have heard of me, luv", Jack barked with laughter. "I'm captain Jack Sparrow."
"I'm afraid I haven't", I answered honestly.
"What! Ye haven't heard of captain Jack Sparrow?" Jack shuddered at it.
"I guess you are quite famous then... Am I right?"
"Aye, me ship is the one and only real pirate threat in these waters", Jack told me. "I'm a rewarded man."
Excellent. So I was ended up on a rewarded pirate's ship. In the best case I would be hang as well if he got caught up. In the other hand, he hadn't got caught up so far so why now. I sank into thoughts imagining a royal navy after us.
Jack moved closer to me and grabbed onto my chin. I turned my eyes into his. At this state of drunkenness they seemed far more fascinating than earlier. I couldn't get a word out from my mouth, so charming his eyes were. I saw Jack's face getting closer to mine and finally I realized what he was trying. Quickly I grabbed the bottle from his free hand and pushed him grinning further from me. I lifted the bottle up onto my lips and I drank the brown liquid as much as I could.
Empty bottle slipped from my hand and it bumped onto the floor. I heard it rolling further. Small cabin was spinning in my eyes and I felt like laughing so much. The whole situation was completely absurd at the moment. I started to giggle and it didn't stop before I fell off the chair onto the floor. The floor felt so comfortable, it swayed with the ship. I closed my eyes and I sank into sweet darkness.
Thanks: To Maeve, who beta-read original story and to Rita, who is translating this for me.
Omala Moola: You wanted me to say something in Finnish? What would I say... hmmm... Okey, here it goes. Kiitos palautteestasi, se sai minut todella iloiseksi! (Means: Thanks for your review, it made my really happy!)
Hot winds of the Caribbean
(Yo Ho and a bottle of rum)
I sat on the bed and watched Jack's drinking. I didn't use to sit with dry mouth when others were drinking. Usually I was in the worst drunk and the situation at that moment, saying it straight, started to piss me off. I had always hated watching beside others drinking.
"Luv, is everythin' alright?" the captain asked and raised his eyebrows.
"Well... I could maybe take that rum after all", I said and I rose from the bed.
"I knew ye'd change yer mind", Jack said and handed the open bottle to me. He took another for himself and opened it with his teeth.
I looked at the half-full bottle for a moment. I had never drunk rum straight before. Though once I had tried it and it had tasted awful. I smelled the brown liquid and turned up my nose at it.
"It won't kill ye, luv", Jack said laughing at my facial expression.
I stuck out my tongue at the man and lifted the bottle up onto my lips. The drink was just as awful than I had thought. Nonetheless, I drank a real swig at once and then I coughed when the rum burned my throat. I saw Jack still watching me so I raised bravely the bottle onto my lips again and focused on drinking. I felt the rum warming my stomach and trying to go upward my throat. Somehow I managed to keep the liquid inside.
Half an hour later I had drunk the half-full bottle and I felt the effect clearly. I little bit staggered when I walked to the table and bumped the bottle on it. Putting the bottle down made me lose my balance for a second and I tottered imminently. However, Jack grabbed onto me and pulled me near him. He smelled strongly ocean and rum. I looked into his eyes laughing silently. I guess I was in a worse drunk than I thought.
I pressed my hands against Jack's chest and pushed myself a bit further from him. My foot hit something and I fell down to my bottom on the floor. For some reason I burst out laughing. I sat quite a long on the floor and just giggled. Finally I pulled myself together and stood up. "Would ye like to tell somethin' about yerself?" Jack asked laughing at me.
I was quiet for a moment. Would he really want to know something about me? And what could I really tell him. No way, I couldn't tell him the truth. Jack would understand nothing about life of a student nor any other similar things.
"What do you want to know?" I asked uncertainly and sat down on the chair next to the table. Jack handed me a bottle and I grabbed onto it smiling. I drank a swig and passed him the bottle back.
"Anythin', luv", the captain answered.
"Well, I'm 20-year-old and I live with my parents in a big house", I said as truthfully as possible. However, I didn't know how to continue.
"Ye're not married, eh?" Jack inquired.
"I'm really not!" I cried out. I had no intention to get married at this young age and moreover I had bumped into no one appropriate.
"20 already... Haven't yer parents found ye a man?
"I don't want anyone. I'm getting along just fine like this", I uttered although I knew it seemed weird. We were in the 17th century after all.
"Were d'ye live?" Jack changed the subject.
"Ugh..." I really didn't know what to say. I was quiet for a long and just stared ahead. "I don't... I don't remember..." I whispered then quietly.
"Ye don't? Are ye so drunk then?" the man wondered.
"No... I meant I don't remember it at all..."
Maybe an amnesia would be a good excuse not to tell some things. Jack would probably think I'm crazy if he found out the truth. And for some reason the truth didn't seemed so important. Thought of my former life in future was distant and in some way misty. Maybe it was the intoxication but at that moment I didn't even feel like thinking the 21st century.
"Why would you not tell something about yourself?" I asked Jack trying to change the course of the conversation.
"Ye must have heard of me, luv", Jack barked with laughter. "I'm captain Jack Sparrow."
"I'm afraid I haven't", I answered honestly.
"What! Ye haven't heard of captain Jack Sparrow?" Jack shuddered at it.
"I guess you are quite famous then... Am I right?"
"Aye, me ship is the one and only real pirate threat in these waters", Jack told me. "I'm a rewarded man."
Excellent. So I was ended up on a rewarded pirate's ship. In the best case I would be hang as well if he got caught up. In the other hand, he hadn't got caught up so far so why now. I sank into thoughts imagining a royal navy after us.
Jack moved closer to me and grabbed onto my chin. I turned my eyes into his. At this state of drunkenness they seemed far more fascinating than earlier. I couldn't get a word out from my mouth, so charming his eyes were. I saw Jack's face getting closer to mine and finally I realized what he was trying. Quickly I grabbed the bottle from his free hand and pushed him grinning further from me. I lifted the bottle up onto my lips and I drank the brown liquid as much as I could.
Empty bottle slipped from my hand and it bumped onto the floor. I heard it rolling further. Small cabin was spinning in my eyes and I felt like laughing so much. The whole situation was completely absurd at the moment. I started to giggle and it didn't stop before I fell off the chair onto the floor. The floor felt so comfortable, it swayed with the ship. I closed my eyes and I sank into sweet darkness.