I thing a Jack quote is in order "You need to find yourself a girl, mate!
Or, perhaps the reason you practice three hours a day is that you already
found one and are otherwise incapable of wooing said strumpet. You're not a
eunuch, are you?" AAAaaaahhhhhhhhh. Feels good doesn't it? So, on the story
goes..
Marie's stood in aw of the sight before her. Men scurried across the deck, tying ropes in place, climbing in the rigging to adjust sails, and still more doing things she had never seen done before. The smell of the sea filled her with the feeling that something was starting.
Morrigan stood slightly behind Marie. She did her best to hide her excitement, but it was hard, the movement around her stirred old blood in her veins, blood that remembered the capriciousness of the sea, the feel of waves beneath a ship, the thirst for adventure, and the excitement at the thought of a fight.
Morrigan caught sight of Andre, and Jack.
"Come on Marie."
She said poking Marie in the ribs to get her attention. Marie turned to see Morrigan already making her way toward Jack and Andre. Marie followed her until they had reached the spot where Jack and Andre stood. Jack looked both of the up and down with an apprising eye.
'They don't look like they can handle much.' Jack thought to himself. Marie seemed like she had never done much hard labor, and the Morrigan girl looked more like the pretty little farmer's daughter that you had wrapped around you arm until you grew tired of her. But he was a man of his word, even if it was a foolish word.
"Well where are we going Luv?"
He said looking straight into Marie's eyes. She pulled out a folded piece of paper and handed it to Jack, who opened it and turned it around several times. His eyes grew wide, and Morrigan got the feeling he knew what this bit of paper was.
"Interesting, very interesting."
Jack said to himself as he walked into his cabin. Marie and Morrigan exchanged glances before following him.
Jack's cabin was small but there was still room for a bed, a chest, a desk and two chairs. Jack took one chair and put his feet up on the desk, Marie took the other chair leaving Morrigan to stand. Jack finally put the paper in the center of the desk, and looked Morrigan, and Marie over again. Finally he spoke.
"Where exactly did you find this?"
"My grandfather gave it to us before he died."
"Ah, and what was his name, if you don't mind me asking?"
"James Henry."
Jack raised is eyebrows in a just-as-I-thought manner.
"So.that would make you Morrigan Henry, and Marie Henry, yes?"
He pointed to Morrigan and she shook her head yes, but Marie didn't.
"Actually, we aren't related, my father was Michael Moore."
"That's very interesting."
Jack said glancing at the map. Marie was becoming very irritated; they were getting very few answers out of this man.
"What is SO interesting, if YOU don't mind me asking?"
Jack smiled at the polite voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Well as a matter-o fact I knew you grandfather, and you father, good men, pains me to hear old James died."
"Well I can get you to his little spit of land in a week, or two if all goes well."
Morrigan smiled.
"Wonderful, I'm going to go see if there's anything I can do to help with."
And she left, Marie was glad of this because she wanted answers out of Jack, and she knew how to get them. She smiled a flirty smile.
"Oh Captain, may I call you Jack?"
"Course Luv."
Jack could see what she was doing, trying to get answers by acting coy. But he decided to play the fool, and see what she could get out of him.
"You said you knew my father, how." Marie leaned forward revealing a good deal of her pale chest. Jack raised an eyebrow; she was very, very good at this.
"Yes Luv, we sailed together."
"So he WAS a pirate."
Marie tried to hide a satisfied smile, Jack saw it and knew she had found what she wanted.
"Could you tell me who killed him?"
Jack starred at her for a minute, she truly didn't know, he sighed.
"A man named Eugene Norrington. He..."
"Norrington! That poor waist of a name killed MY father!"
Her flirtatious disguise was no more. Marie was now pacing around Jack's small cabin. He could see that she was truly upset, and felt that it was at least partly his fault for telling her in such a blunt manner. He walked over to her and stopped her pacing by firmly placing his hands on her shoulders.
"Marie?"
She was so lost in her rage that it took a few minutes for Marie to realize that Jack was starring into her eyes.
"I'll kill him, I'll kill the sorry bastard."
Marie's voice was hushed, and shaky. She could feel herself lousing control, breaking down, falling into Jack's arms.
"He stole my father from me.oh god."
And she melted into Jack who stroked her hair, and whispered calming words in her ear in his husky voice. Everything left Marie; there was only Jack's strong arm's around her keeping her from falling in a heap on the floor, and sound of his voice.
Marie stepped back and wiped her eyes on her sleeve.
"Well if you don't mind Captain I'm going to go see if Morrigan need help."
Jack just nodded, and Marie left. Jack sat back down and thought over the recent turn of advents, the map that still sat in front of him, but mainly he thought about Marie.
Marie's excuse to hind and help Morrigan worked perfectly. Her head was dizzy with new thoughts and feelings, everything was so confusing. First the knowledge that Norrington had killed her father, and the realization that she had stood in the arms of a pirate and liked it maybe a little too much.
Soon Jack emerged from his cabin carrying, four swords and a compass that did point north. He handed the compass to Gibbs, and said a few words in his ear before calling Andre over. Gibbs began to shout orders as he took the helm, and The Black Pearl sailed out of Port Royal Harbor.
Jack and Andre's conversation was drowned out to all easdropping by the sounds of the crew happy to be back at sea.
Jack handed Andre two of the swords he was carry and began to tell him what happened in his cabin, he however some how forgot about the moment where Marie and he were alone.
"I thought they looked failure, James's granddaughter, and Moore's daughter. Who'd have thought?"
"I know."
There was a short silence before.
"Jack what exactly do you intend to do with these swords?"
"Where just going to train the girls up a bit."
Jack said with a sly smile.
Greensomebody: Ooooohhhh, check it out in all it's Pirateness. Next
chapter you'll see a fighting lesson and who knows what else.
Huntress16 got any thing to say chica?
Huntress16: :Yay!!!! Pirateness! I have decided that if Norrington was
alive today he would be extremly accident prone, Lives with his
mother, Regullarly go to D and D meetings, Loves Japanamay( I have
nothing against Japanamay), Sexually Frustrated, and talks on
Chatrooms a lot....he has also never gone out with a girl....actually
Greensomebody came up with a few of these.
Marie's stood in aw of the sight before her. Men scurried across the deck, tying ropes in place, climbing in the rigging to adjust sails, and still more doing things she had never seen done before. The smell of the sea filled her with the feeling that something was starting.
Morrigan stood slightly behind Marie. She did her best to hide her excitement, but it was hard, the movement around her stirred old blood in her veins, blood that remembered the capriciousness of the sea, the feel of waves beneath a ship, the thirst for adventure, and the excitement at the thought of a fight.
Morrigan caught sight of Andre, and Jack.
"Come on Marie."
She said poking Marie in the ribs to get her attention. Marie turned to see Morrigan already making her way toward Jack and Andre. Marie followed her until they had reached the spot where Jack and Andre stood. Jack looked both of the up and down with an apprising eye.
'They don't look like they can handle much.' Jack thought to himself. Marie seemed like she had never done much hard labor, and the Morrigan girl looked more like the pretty little farmer's daughter that you had wrapped around you arm until you grew tired of her. But he was a man of his word, even if it was a foolish word.
"Well where are we going Luv?"
He said looking straight into Marie's eyes. She pulled out a folded piece of paper and handed it to Jack, who opened it and turned it around several times. His eyes grew wide, and Morrigan got the feeling he knew what this bit of paper was.
"Interesting, very interesting."
Jack said to himself as he walked into his cabin. Marie and Morrigan exchanged glances before following him.
Jack's cabin was small but there was still room for a bed, a chest, a desk and two chairs. Jack took one chair and put his feet up on the desk, Marie took the other chair leaving Morrigan to stand. Jack finally put the paper in the center of the desk, and looked Morrigan, and Marie over again. Finally he spoke.
"Where exactly did you find this?"
"My grandfather gave it to us before he died."
"Ah, and what was his name, if you don't mind me asking?"
"James Henry."
Jack raised is eyebrows in a just-as-I-thought manner.
"So.that would make you Morrigan Henry, and Marie Henry, yes?"
He pointed to Morrigan and she shook her head yes, but Marie didn't.
"Actually, we aren't related, my father was Michael Moore."
"That's very interesting."
Jack said glancing at the map. Marie was becoming very irritated; they were getting very few answers out of this man.
"What is SO interesting, if YOU don't mind me asking?"
Jack smiled at the polite voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Well as a matter-o fact I knew you grandfather, and you father, good men, pains me to hear old James died."
"Well I can get you to his little spit of land in a week, or two if all goes well."
Morrigan smiled.
"Wonderful, I'm going to go see if there's anything I can do to help with."
And she left, Marie was glad of this because she wanted answers out of Jack, and she knew how to get them. She smiled a flirty smile.
"Oh Captain, may I call you Jack?"
"Course Luv."
Jack could see what she was doing, trying to get answers by acting coy. But he decided to play the fool, and see what she could get out of him.
"You said you knew my father, how." Marie leaned forward revealing a good deal of her pale chest. Jack raised an eyebrow; she was very, very good at this.
"Yes Luv, we sailed together."
"So he WAS a pirate."
Marie tried to hide a satisfied smile, Jack saw it and knew she had found what she wanted.
"Could you tell me who killed him?"
Jack starred at her for a minute, she truly didn't know, he sighed.
"A man named Eugene Norrington. He..."
"Norrington! That poor waist of a name killed MY father!"
Her flirtatious disguise was no more. Marie was now pacing around Jack's small cabin. He could see that she was truly upset, and felt that it was at least partly his fault for telling her in such a blunt manner. He walked over to her and stopped her pacing by firmly placing his hands on her shoulders.
"Marie?"
She was so lost in her rage that it took a few minutes for Marie to realize that Jack was starring into her eyes.
"I'll kill him, I'll kill the sorry bastard."
Marie's voice was hushed, and shaky. She could feel herself lousing control, breaking down, falling into Jack's arms.
"He stole my father from me.oh god."
And she melted into Jack who stroked her hair, and whispered calming words in her ear in his husky voice. Everything left Marie; there was only Jack's strong arm's around her keeping her from falling in a heap on the floor, and sound of his voice.
Marie stepped back and wiped her eyes on her sleeve.
"Well if you don't mind Captain I'm going to go see if Morrigan need help."
Jack just nodded, and Marie left. Jack sat back down and thought over the recent turn of advents, the map that still sat in front of him, but mainly he thought about Marie.
Marie's excuse to hind and help Morrigan worked perfectly. Her head was dizzy with new thoughts and feelings, everything was so confusing. First the knowledge that Norrington had killed her father, and the realization that she had stood in the arms of a pirate and liked it maybe a little too much.
Soon Jack emerged from his cabin carrying, four swords and a compass that did point north. He handed the compass to Gibbs, and said a few words in his ear before calling Andre over. Gibbs began to shout orders as he took the helm, and The Black Pearl sailed out of Port Royal Harbor.
Jack and Andre's conversation was drowned out to all easdropping by the sounds of the crew happy to be back at sea.
Jack handed Andre two of the swords he was carry and began to tell him what happened in his cabin, he however some how forgot about the moment where Marie and he were alone.
"I thought they looked failure, James's granddaughter, and Moore's daughter. Who'd have thought?"
"I know."
There was a short silence before.
"Jack what exactly do you intend to do with these swords?"
"Where just going to train the girls up a bit."
Jack said with a sly smile.
Greensomebody: Ooooohhhh, check it out in all it's Pirateness. Next
chapter you'll see a fighting lesson and who knows what else.
Huntress16 got any thing to say chica?
Huntress16: :Yay!!!! Pirateness! I have decided that if Norrington was
alive today he would be extremly accident prone, Lives with his
mother, Regullarly go to D and D meetings, Loves Japanamay( I have
nothing against Japanamay), Sexually Frustrated, and talks on
Chatrooms a lot....he has also never gone out with a girl....actually
Greensomebody came up with a few of these.
