"Land ahoy!" was cried from the bird's nest. The crew ran to the side of
the ship that faced the island. Anna Marie breathed a sigh without even
realizing it.
"Espanol," Will caught Anna Marie whisper. "Mountains, forests, markets, beaches. all ye need in yer own country."
"Get back to work, yer dogs. We're dockin' here tonight," Anna Marie bellowed and then turned at Jack. "Give me some gold. I need to get something. I know you have it so don't even give me that face."
Jack was looking at her confusedly, swaying like a drunk. Then a smile cracked his face. He went down to the rooms and after a complicated system of going through a couple of boxes, found a gold vase and gave it to her. "What are ye gonna get luv. Some entertainment?" Anna Marie swiped the vase from his hands and whipped away. "Oh, getting enough of that already?" She waved two fingers at him in a British curse. "Hey, that's all it takes."
"Aller la mard!" she screamed behind her as she climbed up the ladder.
Will backed up, shocked, when Anna Marie came up to the deck. Jack followed up behind her. "I luv 'em feisty," Jack muttered to Will. "So, what about yer treasure. She feisty? Especially you know where?"
"I don't know what you mean," Will said after taking a double look at Jack to see if he was serious. Will didn't make eye contact with Jack as he spoke. "She's not the lady in distress she was before if that's what you mean."
"She was never the lady in distress," Jack slurred. "She was her own broad. Not as feisty as Anna Marie but strong in her own right." Will looked puzzled at Jack. That definitely didn't sound like him. "Or so I've heard," Jack added, not wanting Will to suspect the 'moment' he almost had with Elizabeth.
"She was my first love. I had dreamed of having her all my life. Now I do," Will said, looking out across the island. "All I can picture now is a cushy life as bureaucrats, sitting and rotting in her father's house. It's not like I will be able to get a house good enough for Elizabeth."
"Not all you dreamed of, eh?" Jack asked. He left Will with his thoughts, not needing an answer.
The ship docked and Anna Marie was the first off, the gold vase hidden but in tow. The baggy pantaloons and shirt did more than hide her gender. Hours later, she was back with a package under her arm and a group of Africans following her.
"What's this?" Jack teased, snatching the package under her arm and flinging the top off. He caught a purple shade on a dress before she snatched it back.
"You should be asking yerself what's this," she said nodding her head in the direction of the slaves behind her.
"Okay. What's this?" Jack pretended like he cared but if it wasn't about his boat, there wasn't much anyone could do to get him to care.
"Our army," Anna Marie said as she passed by him.
"What's this?" He said, a little more neurotically. He caught up with her to get an explanation.
"They're strong men, escaped slaves actually, but ye don't know that, okay?" Jack raised his hands as she stopped suddenly and pointed a finger at him. "They are set to do anything for the cause. They'll make good generals."
"Slaves as generals?" Will asked dubiously.
"We've got a pirate as the leader," she replied.
"I am not the leader. I'm just helping out because you wanted payment for yer ship that sunk before you could get it," Jack said. "Unless." He pointed to Anna Marie, slowly understanding a conspiracy he had no idea about.
"Don't worry. They're used to traveling by boatloads. They won't mind the cramped quarters," she continued.
"Yes, but what about us?" Jack asked futilely.
"Espanol," Will caught Anna Marie whisper. "Mountains, forests, markets, beaches. all ye need in yer own country."
"Get back to work, yer dogs. We're dockin' here tonight," Anna Marie bellowed and then turned at Jack. "Give me some gold. I need to get something. I know you have it so don't even give me that face."
Jack was looking at her confusedly, swaying like a drunk. Then a smile cracked his face. He went down to the rooms and after a complicated system of going through a couple of boxes, found a gold vase and gave it to her. "What are ye gonna get luv. Some entertainment?" Anna Marie swiped the vase from his hands and whipped away. "Oh, getting enough of that already?" She waved two fingers at him in a British curse. "Hey, that's all it takes."
"Aller la mard!" she screamed behind her as she climbed up the ladder.
Will backed up, shocked, when Anna Marie came up to the deck. Jack followed up behind her. "I luv 'em feisty," Jack muttered to Will. "So, what about yer treasure. She feisty? Especially you know where?"
"I don't know what you mean," Will said after taking a double look at Jack to see if he was serious. Will didn't make eye contact with Jack as he spoke. "She's not the lady in distress she was before if that's what you mean."
"She was never the lady in distress," Jack slurred. "She was her own broad. Not as feisty as Anna Marie but strong in her own right." Will looked puzzled at Jack. That definitely didn't sound like him. "Or so I've heard," Jack added, not wanting Will to suspect the 'moment' he almost had with Elizabeth.
"She was my first love. I had dreamed of having her all my life. Now I do," Will said, looking out across the island. "All I can picture now is a cushy life as bureaucrats, sitting and rotting in her father's house. It's not like I will be able to get a house good enough for Elizabeth."
"Not all you dreamed of, eh?" Jack asked. He left Will with his thoughts, not needing an answer.
The ship docked and Anna Marie was the first off, the gold vase hidden but in tow. The baggy pantaloons and shirt did more than hide her gender. Hours later, she was back with a package under her arm and a group of Africans following her.
"What's this?" Jack teased, snatching the package under her arm and flinging the top off. He caught a purple shade on a dress before she snatched it back.
"You should be asking yerself what's this," she said nodding her head in the direction of the slaves behind her.
"Okay. What's this?" Jack pretended like he cared but if it wasn't about his boat, there wasn't much anyone could do to get him to care.
"Our army," Anna Marie said as she passed by him.
"What's this?" He said, a little more neurotically. He caught up with her to get an explanation.
"They're strong men, escaped slaves actually, but ye don't know that, okay?" Jack raised his hands as she stopped suddenly and pointed a finger at him. "They are set to do anything for the cause. They'll make good generals."
"Slaves as generals?" Will asked dubiously.
"We've got a pirate as the leader," she replied.
"I am not the leader. I'm just helping out because you wanted payment for yer ship that sunk before you could get it," Jack said. "Unless." He pointed to Anna Marie, slowly understanding a conspiracy he had no idea about.
"Don't worry. They're used to traveling by boatloads. They won't mind the cramped quarters," she continued.
"Yes, but what about us?" Jack asked futilely.