Disclaimer: Got it! If I am committing an act of piracy to pirate a pirate, why not (in an act of piracy), pirate a plan? Muahaha! Begins looking through stolen plans soon mouse...soon.
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"More importantly, it is indeed a sad life that has never breathed deep this sweet, proliferous bouquet that is Tortuga, savvy? What do you think?" Jack completed his praise of the island and turned to look hopefully at Will, who merely scrunched his nose and replied, "It'll linger."
"More than that I assure you." Alina leaned in to whisper. "This place'll haunt yer very dreams until yer gasping for hygienic air to breathe." She finished, resulting in a chuckle from Will.
"I'll tell you mate," Jack continued, clueless as always, "if every town in the world were like this one, no man would ever feel unwanted. Scarlette!" He exclaimed with his arms out. She promptly approached him and slapped him clear across the face. "Not sure I deserved that. Giselle!"
"Who was she?" Giselle implied with a head nod.
"What?" Jack was greeted with another slap, "I may have deserved that."
"Never unwanted eh?" Alina asked with a smirk on her face and an eyebrow raised as she crossed her arms over her chest.
"You should know by now love that I am in fact the exception to almost every rule. Sadly it applies to that one." He pointed in the general direction that Scarlette and Giselle had gone. Alina scoffed and signaled with a hand for Jack to continue leading them wherever it was he was leading them. "Right well, let's get a move on then."
They arrived at a pig barn to find a scraggly looking man sleeping with them. Jack came from behind them with a bucket of water and rudely awoke him. "Curse you for breathing, you slack-jawed idiot!" The man yelled as he spluttered the water out. "Mother's love! Jack! You should know better than to wake a man when he's sleeping. T'is bad luck."
"I'd know that superstitious tone anywhere." Alina said to Will as they were both standing behind Jack. She side-stepped Jack's back and came into view of one of the most amusing men to ever walk about on a pirate ship. "Gibbs!"
"Sorry, do I know ye lass?" He questioned.
"Well ye might, but if I told ye, ye old superstitious git, ye'd probably go screaming to the high temples that ye've seen a ghost." She replied.
"Now what's all this malarkey? Who are ye lass?" He looked at her suspiciously.
"Alina Carter, Mr. Gibbs. A-ha! See?! I told ye." She pointed to his panic-stricken face. Jack sighed exasperatedly.
"Mr. Gibbs, can ye come back down to the bloody world please? She naught be dead, it was a misunderstanding on her foolish da's part."
"Jack, there be bad luck brewing. I can feel it in me ol' bones."
"Ah, fortunately I know how to counter it. The man who earlier did the waking, buys the man who earlier was sleeping, a drink. The man who was sleeping drinks it, while listening to a proposition, from the man who did the waking." Jack replied smartly with a wink to brag.
"Aye, that'll about do it." He replied. Now at this point, Will found it necessary to put in his two cents and hurled another bucket of water at poor Mr. Gibbs. "Blast I'm already awake!" He yelled.
"That was for the smell." Will remarked. The three replied with a slight nod of the head as the group made their way to the closest tavern.
Alina and Will were currently standing around waiting for Jack to finish his talk with Gibbs so they could get moving on their quest to find Elizabeth. Alina's eyes wandered and she wrinkled her nose in disgust as the tavern regulars leered at her frame, though she was given a rather amusing show as a rather earth-vexing wench began to push herself on Will. After about two minutes of chuckling at his expense and watching him try to politely get her to leave, she decided it was time to save his sorry arse. "Oi! Sod off you ruttish, common-kissing, maumet." She said, placing a hand on Will's shoulder. "Can't ye see when yer not wanted?" Alina smirked.
The wench left feeling slightly crestfallen and a bit confused as to what exactly it was that she had been called. Alina chuckled at the confusion evident on the whore's face. "Thanks." Will sighed, "That was more than a little unnerving."
"Will ye've got to stop acting like such an outcast; ye'll get eaten alive if you do." She laughed. Will observed her with a bit of a frown.
"You're really at home here aren't you? I mean with all this. The sailors, the drunken odor, even the bloody wenches! You really missed it all didn't you?"
"Well the wenches I could do without." Alina chuckled, then upon noticing Will's seriousness she sighed, "Yes, I am at home here. Yes, I do belong with all this, though again not the wench part. And yes, I did miss it." Upon seeing Will's face fall slightly more she sighed again, "Ugh! Will can you blame me? I mean look at me!" She pointed to her attire, "Now think about how I looked in that bloody dress and corset on Norrington's promotion day." She looked up at him, "Which do you see better? Which one looks more like me?"
"Alright I see you're point." He sighed, "But that doesn't mean I'm happy with it." He ran a hand through his slightly ragged hair, "You know you still didn't answer my question earlier."
"What question would that be?" She asked and upon seeing his glaring face she caved, "Oh alright. I know what you're talking about."
"No! Really?" He asked sarcastically. She glared at him thin-lipped.
"I don't know Will." She glanced at Jack and Gibbs who were still conversing before turning back, "I really do belong here. And it's been hell on Earth pretending to be a stuck up member of the aristocracy. The only fine point of being in Port Royal was getting to know you Will. But," She sighed again and turned to look at Jack, "I really don't know."
Suddenly Jack and Gibbs were toasting and stood to usher Will and Alina out of the tavern and to a lodge where they would be staying. The bookkeeper took one look at the group of four and sneered. "We only have one room left." He said.
After a bit of persuasion on Alina's part, they managed to secure two rooms. One with two beds, and one with one. Jack snorted and looked at Will and Gibbs. "I'm not sharing a room with either one o' ye. Sorry lads I don't swing that way." Will looked disgusted, Gibbs looked confused, and Alina was just amused. "I think I'll just take this one bed room here."
"Fine." Alina said, "But you'll be sleeping on the floor cuz I call the bed." With that she opened the door and ran in before he could protest. She jumped on the bed and crossed her legs as she bounced. "Mine." She said sitting up Indian-style. Jack chuckled at the old game she was playing.
"Alright, alright. Toss me a pillow…and a blanket." He added as an afterthought. Will and Gibbs merely shrugged and took the adjacent room, though the former was slightly reluctant to leave his friend alone with the deranged pirate.
"Night Jack." Alina said as she watched him attempt to get comfortable on the chaise by the window.
"Night." He mumbled back before tucking the blanket under his chin and closing his eyes.
The next morning, Alina began to awake feeling rather warm. Without opening her eyes, she snuggled back into her blankets and the comfort of the warmth that enveloped her. It took her more than a moment to figure out that her comfort and warmth was moving. She opened her eyes to come into plain view of Jack's chest, and gasped as she attempted to back away only to realize his arms were securely encasing her. "Jack." She said cautiously while poking his chest. "Jack wake up." She poked slightly harder only to have him pull her closer to him and roll onto his back, bringing her on top of him. "Jack!" She hissed pushing on his shoulder.
"Hmm?" He grumbled, waking up a bit then smirking as he saw the position he had put them both in. "Well hello there Ali. I didn't know ye felt that way about me." He tightened his hold yet again.
"Jack what the bloody hell are you doing in the bed?" She glared at him.
"Well I was sleeping." He smirked only to receive a flick on the nose. "Ow." He said, twitching his nose. "What was that for?"
"Why were you sleeping in the bed? You were supposed to be sleeping on the chaise."
"Well it got cold." He pouted and drew out his eyes in a way that always got her to cave when they were little. "And you were warm." He said like a small child explaining to his mother why he had his hand in the cookie jar. "I like warm."
"Jack." She sighed, "Alright fine, yer off the hook. Now will ye let go of me please?" Jack chuckled and let go of his hold on her. They both stood in time for the door to open showing Will and Gibbs.
"Captain?" Gibbs began, "Uh. There's a couple o' wenches downstairs who are wanting to see ye. Claim they promised you uh." He paused looking at Alina who chuckled in response.
"Jack get yer bloody horny arse downstairs, ye got two voluptuous wenches downstairs waiting to award ye for something or other." Alina told him. Gibbs blinked and stood shocked at Alina's blatancy, and Will was even worse for wear. Jack walked between the two standing at the door and patted each on the shoulder before heading downstairs. Alina, not wanting to miss the show that would no doubt break lose, quickly followed.
"Ah Annabelle and Guinevere, how lovely to see the two of ye. But what may I ask are ye both doing here?" Jack said as he took a seat on one of the steps.
"Well Jack," Began Annabelle, "I had heard you were in town and wanted to make sure you were adequately accompanied for the remainder of your stay." She giggled.
"I had heard first, Jack." Guinevere added, throwing a quick glare to Annabelle, "I came to make you an offer I knew you wouldn't be able to refuse when this harlot heard who exactly I was going to meet." She had stepped closer to Jack and was trailing a finger over his chest.
"Who are you calling a harlot?" Annabelle scoffed with her hands on her hips, "As if a common street wench is better?"
"Why you horrid creature! I saw him first!" Guinevere turned to hiss at Annabelle. Meanwhile Alina walked down the stairs and sat next to Jack.
"It's gotta be fun, being you." She said turning to look at him.
"Well, I'll tell you one thing love, it's never boring." He chuckled, "Shall we?" He said standing up and offering his arm.
"We shall." She replied, accepting the hand up and walking with him past the bickering prostitutes. As they left the lodge Alina struck a childish idea and chuckled. "Hold on there a minute Jack, I wanna see these two run like crazy. Hide in that bush." She pointed. She then walked inside and whistled sharply with her thumb and forefinger in her mouth. "Oi! Numbskulls! In case ye've failed to notice, the alleged captain you are fighting over vamoosed! He went that way if yer wondering." She pointed in the general direction of the abandoned area of Tortuga.
The two whores rushed to the door, jumping over one another to get there first. Annabelle pulled Guinevere's hair in order to pull her backwards and propel herself forward. Guinevere pulled on Annabelle's skirt to do the same until both were out the door and picking up their skirts to run as fast as they could to an abandoned cove. Alina couldn't help but laugh at the pathetic sight in front of her and Jack, who had crawled out of the bushes, joined her. Will and Gibbs emerged form the lodge confused.
"Right then Mr. Gibbs, now that the fun is over with, care to take me to my new crew?" Jack said turning to Gibbs.
"Well ye'll have to give me about a half hour to round up the gang but they'll all be ship shape in no time at all." Mr. Gibbs replied.
"Right then, well then while you tend to that the three of us will grab a bite. Don't forget to make sure the rest o' them are fed before ye call on me."
"Course Cap'n. A hungry crew'll do no good." And with that, Mr. Gibbs turned to leave and find a suitable crew for his captain.
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