Intuition~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Disclaimer: as you should know, I only own the character Morgan Faeriea, Morgan le Fay's great, great granddaughter. Unfortunately, I do not own Jack Sparrow, (WAH!), and am VERY unfortunately not old enough to drink rum. DAMN YE, YE STUPID DRINKIN' LAW! Now that that's finished, on with chapter two. Oh yeah, special thanks to the two ppl who reviewed! Cookies and Jack sparrow life-sized plushies to you!
Chapter Two: The Pearl
The two companions made their way down to the docks, and Jack pointed out a magnificent ship down in a partially hidden cove. Morgan urged Eriador into a trot, jostling our favorite captain out of his seat, causing him to grab Morgan's waist. He grinned cheekily and she blushed slightly. She walked up the gangplank of the ship and took her horse down to the hold, where she tied him in between a few boxes. She knew he was a good horse and wouldn't try to escape. Morgan took of the restraining skirt, because she had riding trousers underneath them. She pulled a faded tricornered hat out of her saddlebag. Plopping it on her head, she jogged up the steps to see Jack gathering the crew together in a crowd.
"Crew," he called as Morgan stepped up. "I would like ye all to meet our newest crewmember, Morgan Gwenhwyfar Faeriea."
"Captain! Ye know that taking women aboard is bad luck! I mean, one is enough," the man gestured to an African-American woman by the name of Ana Maria, "But two?!"
"Ah, a superstitious one, are ye," Morgan smirked. "Well, I can give you more bad luck than that, sir."
"And how is that?" asked the man suspiciously, after introducing himself as Mr. Gibbs.
"Because I am Morgan Le Fay's great, great granddaughter. I was raised in Avalon as a priestess serving the great goddess Ceridwen, and the god Cernunnos. I was raised in the House of Maidens from ages seven to eighteen, I was taught to read, write and play piano, among other things, but got restless one day, and left Avalon to see the world, and travel the seas. Without intentions, I became a pirate, and sailed the seas on my ship, the 'Lady of the Lake.' Unfortunately, my ship was sunk by a certain captain who goes by the name of Bloodshot Pete. My crew died and I was left to die on an island, with no food or water, until another captain found me, James Gateau. He took me on as a crewmember and I sailed with him to Tortuga, where I got off, and got a job as a barmaid, after I made a good impression that I wasn't a dimwitted strumpet that you could toy with, and Captain jack found me today. Well, that's basically my history in a nutshell, so now you know more about me." She said in a very vain and self- confident voice. The crew, especially Mr. Gibbs, stared, amazed. Sure, they had heard the stories about Morgan Le Fay, King Arthur's half-sister, but they would not have guessed this woman who stood in front of them was a descendant of Morgan Le Fay, of the Old Blood.
As the crew dispersed back to their duties, Morgan asked Jack, "Well, if I may ask, where am I to sleep tonight?"
"Well, you could sleep in the crew's quarters," he said, gesturing to an old, tongue-less, toothless man with a parrot on his shoulder, "or you could sleep in my quarters." He flashed a charming smile as she considered. 'Hmmm,' she thought, 'old, stinky, sexually frustrated men, or one extremely handsome, charming, roguish pirate captain.hard choice.'
"I think I would prefer to sleep in your quarters." He smiled, watching her walk away airily. She grabbed an apple from the galley, and headed up to the crow's nest. She offered to take Mr. Gibbs' place on watch, and he gratefully obliged, leaving Morgan to lounge in the sunset, staring off into the clouds.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Next chappie coming soon, most likely by tomorrow, please review, I love when you guys review, in inspires me. Hehe.
-Captain Jess (woot!)
Disclaimer: as you should know, I only own the character Morgan Faeriea, Morgan le Fay's great, great granddaughter. Unfortunately, I do not own Jack Sparrow, (WAH!), and am VERY unfortunately not old enough to drink rum. DAMN YE, YE STUPID DRINKIN' LAW! Now that that's finished, on with chapter two. Oh yeah, special thanks to the two ppl who reviewed! Cookies and Jack sparrow life-sized plushies to you!
Chapter Two: The Pearl
The two companions made their way down to the docks, and Jack pointed out a magnificent ship down in a partially hidden cove. Morgan urged Eriador into a trot, jostling our favorite captain out of his seat, causing him to grab Morgan's waist. He grinned cheekily and she blushed slightly. She walked up the gangplank of the ship and took her horse down to the hold, where she tied him in between a few boxes. She knew he was a good horse and wouldn't try to escape. Morgan took of the restraining skirt, because she had riding trousers underneath them. She pulled a faded tricornered hat out of her saddlebag. Plopping it on her head, she jogged up the steps to see Jack gathering the crew together in a crowd.
"Crew," he called as Morgan stepped up. "I would like ye all to meet our newest crewmember, Morgan Gwenhwyfar Faeriea."
"Captain! Ye know that taking women aboard is bad luck! I mean, one is enough," the man gestured to an African-American woman by the name of Ana Maria, "But two?!"
"Ah, a superstitious one, are ye," Morgan smirked. "Well, I can give you more bad luck than that, sir."
"And how is that?" asked the man suspiciously, after introducing himself as Mr. Gibbs.
"Because I am Morgan Le Fay's great, great granddaughter. I was raised in Avalon as a priestess serving the great goddess Ceridwen, and the god Cernunnos. I was raised in the House of Maidens from ages seven to eighteen, I was taught to read, write and play piano, among other things, but got restless one day, and left Avalon to see the world, and travel the seas. Without intentions, I became a pirate, and sailed the seas on my ship, the 'Lady of the Lake.' Unfortunately, my ship was sunk by a certain captain who goes by the name of Bloodshot Pete. My crew died and I was left to die on an island, with no food or water, until another captain found me, James Gateau. He took me on as a crewmember and I sailed with him to Tortuga, where I got off, and got a job as a barmaid, after I made a good impression that I wasn't a dimwitted strumpet that you could toy with, and Captain jack found me today. Well, that's basically my history in a nutshell, so now you know more about me." She said in a very vain and self- confident voice. The crew, especially Mr. Gibbs, stared, amazed. Sure, they had heard the stories about Morgan Le Fay, King Arthur's half-sister, but they would not have guessed this woman who stood in front of them was a descendant of Morgan Le Fay, of the Old Blood.
As the crew dispersed back to their duties, Morgan asked Jack, "Well, if I may ask, where am I to sleep tonight?"
"Well, you could sleep in the crew's quarters," he said, gesturing to an old, tongue-less, toothless man with a parrot on his shoulder, "or you could sleep in my quarters." He flashed a charming smile as she considered. 'Hmmm,' she thought, 'old, stinky, sexually frustrated men, or one extremely handsome, charming, roguish pirate captain.hard choice.'
"I think I would prefer to sleep in your quarters." He smiled, watching her walk away airily. She grabbed an apple from the galley, and headed up to the crow's nest. She offered to take Mr. Gibbs' place on watch, and he gratefully obliged, leaving Morgan to lounge in the sunset, staring off into the clouds.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Next chappie coming soon, most likely by tomorrow, please review, I love when you guys review, in inspires me. Hehe.
-Captain Jess (woot!)