Title: Corsair
Author: Dorian Elizabeth
Rating: Currently...well, PG? There's drinking and prostitutes in this chapter. ::Look of shock::.
Pairing: Will/Jack...and some innocent Will/Elizabeth.
Disclaimer: Not mine. If it were, well...I would be wealthy and pleased.
Feedback: Please...it encourages my muse, greatly.
Summary: "It's funny how beautiful people look when they're walking out the door" and "Just because someone sees, you know, two naked people asleep in bed together, it doesn't necessarily prove sex was involved. It does, however, make for a very strong case." (Both quotes are from Velvet Goldmine).
Author's Note: Okay, okay. I know it's short. But, I only just put the first chapter up, when I was inspired to write again. I'm trying to get past the trivial things, and then some good slash fun will appear. I promise. So.yes. Please review.
Corsair
Chapter Two
"Well, Mr. Turner. It's been a fine voyage. I'll be collecting my charge, now."
Will smiled to the kind captain of the merchant ship as he took out a purse full of coins and handed it to him. The man smiled back and handed Will his small trunk. Without looking back, he strode off the vessel and onto Tortuga's docks.
It took awhile for Will to make it into the heart of the town, the place he would most certainly spot Jack. He picked out the closest (and sleaziest) looking tavern and walked in.
"'Ello, dear. What's a fine lad like you doin' 'ere? Lookin' for a good time? Well, Ol' Sally's got a good time for ye. An' I'm goin' fer a song, I am. Just a piece o' silver, but don' tell the others. Yer gettin' me special."
Will groaned inwardly at the sight of the overdone harlot, and realized he was rather nervous.
"I'm sorry, Miss. I'm not interested."
"Not interested in Ol' Sally? Girls, ya 'ear that? 'E's not interested! Then what're ye doing 'ere?"
Gulping, Will noticed the angry horde of whores.
"Ladies, ladies," slurred a ragged and very familiar voice, "'e's with me. Th' boy's a eunuch, 'e is."
Will looked towards the direction of the voice. There he saw Jack's golden grin. He smiled and walked over to his old friend.
"Jack, it's been awhile," he started.
"Aye, lad. Have something to drink."
Will looked at the tankard in front of him. After some quick contemplation, he lifted the container and took a swig.
"'At's it. So tell me, Will, how're things at 'ome?"
"They're, uh, well, they're all right I suppose. Not good enough to keep me there, I guess."
Jack grinned again, and the twinkle in his eye made Will smile in return.
"I s'pose they aren't. Ye be wanting somethin' more, then."
"Yes," Will responded quickly as a small voice in the back of his head suggested what that something more might be, "I want to be on the ocean again. I've missed it."
"Aye, and it 'at all?" Jack smirked, suggestively.
After quite a bit of an inward struggle, Will nodded.
"Well then, 'at's good. I needed someone like ye on me ship. And, I s'posed ye'd be wanting to get yerself back on the ocean. Can you sail under the command of a pirate?" Jack winked.
"Aye," declared Will, quite happily, before taking another swig from the tankard.
"Good."
Author: Dorian Elizabeth
Rating: Currently...well, PG? There's drinking and prostitutes in this chapter. ::Look of shock::.
Pairing: Will/Jack...and some innocent Will/Elizabeth.
Disclaimer: Not mine. If it were, well...I would be wealthy and pleased.
Feedback: Please...it encourages my muse, greatly.
Summary: "It's funny how beautiful people look when they're walking out the door" and "Just because someone sees, you know, two naked people asleep in bed together, it doesn't necessarily prove sex was involved. It does, however, make for a very strong case." (Both quotes are from Velvet Goldmine).
Author's Note: Okay, okay. I know it's short. But, I only just put the first chapter up, when I was inspired to write again. I'm trying to get past the trivial things, and then some good slash fun will appear. I promise. So.yes. Please review.
Corsair
Chapter Two
"Well, Mr. Turner. It's been a fine voyage. I'll be collecting my charge, now."
Will smiled to the kind captain of the merchant ship as he took out a purse full of coins and handed it to him. The man smiled back and handed Will his small trunk. Without looking back, he strode off the vessel and onto Tortuga's docks.
It took awhile for Will to make it into the heart of the town, the place he would most certainly spot Jack. He picked out the closest (and sleaziest) looking tavern and walked in.
"'Ello, dear. What's a fine lad like you doin' 'ere? Lookin' for a good time? Well, Ol' Sally's got a good time for ye. An' I'm goin' fer a song, I am. Just a piece o' silver, but don' tell the others. Yer gettin' me special."
Will groaned inwardly at the sight of the overdone harlot, and realized he was rather nervous.
"I'm sorry, Miss. I'm not interested."
"Not interested in Ol' Sally? Girls, ya 'ear that? 'E's not interested! Then what're ye doing 'ere?"
Gulping, Will noticed the angry horde of whores.
"Ladies, ladies," slurred a ragged and very familiar voice, "'e's with me. Th' boy's a eunuch, 'e is."
Will looked towards the direction of the voice. There he saw Jack's golden grin. He smiled and walked over to his old friend.
"Jack, it's been awhile," he started.
"Aye, lad. Have something to drink."
Will looked at the tankard in front of him. After some quick contemplation, he lifted the container and took a swig.
"'At's it. So tell me, Will, how're things at 'ome?"
"They're, uh, well, they're all right I suppose. Not good enough to keep me there, I guess."
Jack grinned again, and the twinkle in his eye made Will smile in return.
"I s'pose they aren't. Ye be wanting somethin' more, then."
"Yes," Will responded quickly as a small voice in the back of his head suggested what that something more might be, "I want to be on the ocean again. I've missed it."
"Aye, and it 'at all?" Jack smirked, suggestively.
After quite a bit of an inward struggle, Will nodded.
"Well then, 'at's good. I needed someone like ye on me ship. And, I s'posed ye'd be wanting to get yerself back on the ocean. Can you sail under the command of a pirate?" Jack winked.
"Aye," declared Will, quite happily, before taking another swig from the tankard.
"Good."