Jack Sparrow, sorry, Captain Sparrow, was shocked at the mans
statement. No son? How could he have no son? No woman could run a ship like
that. 'Well, that would explain why she's here all beat up.' he thought.
Gibbs was absolutely disappointed. It's bad luck to have a woman on board
period. Let alone captain a ship! He must be joking. No sailor in his right
mind would take orders from some female, Captain or not.
Anthony led the group away from the ship and across the island. Sure enough, among a group of men building up a fire and searching for wood, there was a woman. She was doing nothing, not sur[rising to Gibbs. She was sitting on her ass doing nothing. "She sits there as the men do all the work, typical." Gibbs muttered under his breath. Anamaria heard him and punched his arm. Anthony had also heard him.
"Watch yourself, man. I will guaruntee that my daughter is a harder worker than you could ever hope to be. When the Widow hit shore, she was thrown overboard. Not into the water, either. She hit hard ground. She didn't move or wake up for two days. She has been working on the Widow since the day she woke up, I had to pry her off and tell her to sit down and rest. Don't you dare mention anything about her being typical." the offended father defended.
"What's her name, sailor?" Jack asked.
"Stephanie. *Captain* Stephanie Gillis." Anthony smirked at Gibbs who rolled his eyes.
At that moment, Stephanie stood up. She had been taking a break from fixing the Widow, and in her mind, she was done. She walked towards the group, not seeing them right away. Jack was surprised. She did not tread softly and gracefully like most women. She was storming her way across with island with authority. Her facial features looked as if they were set in stone. She was dark complected, from always being in the sun, she was young, it was clear, but she already had a few frown lines on her face, from a constant serious expression. Her hazel eyes were harsh and cold, but not emotionless, they screamed anger and frustration at the recent events in her life. Her dirty blonde hair had grown to mid back and was unbrushed. He admitted she did look the part of a pirate.
When she noticed them, she stopped in her tracks. She looked each of them up and down, analyzing them as she did so. "Who are they?" she demanded of her father. Her accent was much more like that of a pirate than that of her father.
"The Captain and crew of the Black Pearl, Captain." Jack could see that the man loathed calling his daughter that, but he did so anyway.
She resumed her pace until she reached them, where she stopped, still facing them, about 2 feet away. "And what business have they here?"
"Well, lass, we've come to bargain. Savvy?" Jack explained, slapping on the grins and as much charm as possible as he drunkenly swayed.
Stephanie started walking again and barreled right through the group and on her way towards the ship. Before she was far away, she turned, "It's Captain, not lass, and we're not int'rested. We'll handle it ourselves."
Jack quickly strutted to her and went infront of her to block her route. As if she had been expecting it, she walked around him without so much as slowing her pace. He kept in stride with her, though and started to speak, "We have room on the Pearl for you and your crew."
"Not int'rested. I'd slice my eyes out before I'd take orders from the likes of you." she eyed him as she spoke.
"And what's wrng with the likes of me? Don't forget that I'm no different from the likes of you, well, I may or may not drink more... I could've sailed right past you and left you all to die, but I'm a good man... it was said when they almost hung me one time... good story..." Jack rambled.
Stephanie stopped and whirled herself around to face this... annoying man, "Well, go tell your story to someone else because I don't care to hear it. Savvy?"
"Oh, but it's a really good story, you see, I didn't even really do anything wrong.." he contnued.
"Oh, do you ever bloody well shut up!" Stephanie shouted.
Jack temporarily stopped talking, but quickly continued, "Oh, but luv, we aren't even really at the good part yet, see, then I said 'You will always remember this as the day...' well, I can't really remember what I said. I was drunk, see."
"Drunk? Not you!" Stephanie said in mock shock. Jack went to answer her but she wouldn't let him. She slapped her hand over his mouth. "Don't. Say. A word." she threatened, but didn't remove her hand. Suddenly, she pulled her hand away and wiped it on her pant leg. "You licked me!" she exclaimed in disgust.
Jack smirked drunkenly, "Did you like it?"
Anthony led the group away from the ship and across the island. Sure enough, among a group of men building up a fire and searching for wood, there was a woman. She was doing nothing, not sur[rising to Gibbs. She was sitting on her ass doing nothing. "She sits there as the men do all the work, typical." Gibbs muttered under his breath. Anamaria heard him and punched his arm. Anthony had also heard him.
"Watch yourself, man. I will guaruntee that my daughter is a harder worker than you could ever hope to be. When the Widow hit shore, she was thrown overboard. Not into the water, either. She hit hard ground. She didn't move or wake up for two days. She has been working on the Widow since the day she woke up, I had to pry her off and tell her to sit down and rest. Don't you dare mention anything about her being typical." the offended father defended.
"What's her name, sailor?" Jack asked.
"Stephanie. *Captain* Stephanie Gillis." Anthony smirked at Gibbs who rolled his eyes.
At that moment, Stephanie stood up. She had been taking a break from fixing the Widow, and in her mind, she was done. She walked towards the group, not seeing them right away. Jack was surprised. She did not tread softly and gracefully like most women. She was storming her way across with island with authority. Her facial features looked as if they were set in stone. She was dark complected, from always being in the sun, she was young, it was clear, but she already had a few frown lines on her face, from a constant serious expression. Her hazel eyes were harsh and cold, but not emotionless, they screamed anger and frustration at the recent events in her life. Her dirty blonde hair had grown to mid back and was unbrushed. He admitted she did look the part of a pirate.
When she noticed them, she stopped in her tracks. She looked each of them up and down, analyzing them as she did so. "Who are they?" she demanded of her father. Her accent was much more like that of a pirate than that of her father.
"The Captain and crew of the Black Pearl, Captain." Jack could see that the man loathed calling his daughter that, but he did so anyway.
She resumed her pace until she reached them, where she stopped, still facing them, about 2 feet away. "And what business have they here?"
"Well, lass, we've come to bargain. Savvy?" Jack explained, slapping on the grins and as much charm as possible as he drunkenly swayed.
Stephanie started walking again and barreled right through the group and on her way towards the ship. Before she was far away, she turned, "It's Captain, not lass, and we're not int'rested. We'll handle it ourselves."
Jack quickly strutted to her and went infront of her to block her route. As if she had been expecting it, she walked around him without so much as slowing her pace. He kept in stride with her, though and started to speak, "We have room on the Pearl for you and your crew."
"Not int'rested. I'd slice my eyes out before I'd take orders from the likes of you." she eyed him as she spoke.
"And what's wrng with the likes of me? Don't forget that I'm no different from the likes of you, well, I may or may not drink more... I could've sailed right past you and left you all to die, but I'm a good man... it was said when they almost hung me one time... good story..." Jack rambled.
Stephanie stopped and whirled herself around to face this... annoying man, "Well, go tell your story to someone else because I don't care to hear it. Savvy?"
"Oh, but it's a really good story, you see, I didn't even really do anything wrong.." he contnued.
"Oh, do you ever bloody well shut up!" Stephanie shouted.
Jack temporarily stopped talking, but quickly continued, "Oh, but luv, we aren't even really at the good part yet, see, then I said 'You will always remember this as the day...' well, I can't really remember what I said. I was drunk, see."
"Drunk? Not you!" Stephanie said in mock shock. Jack went to answer her but she wouldn't let him. She slapped her hand over his mouth. "Don't. Say. A word." she threatened, but didn't remove her hand. Suddenly, she pulled her hand away and wiped it on her pant leg. "You licked me!" she exclaimed in disgust.
Jack smirked drunkenly, "Did you like it?"