Chapter Three: To Tortuga
Sarah plopped down on deck finally giving up on arguing with herself. "It's not my fault- if anything your the one who cursed me with having to deal with you all the time" Jack said fustrated while rubbing his head. "Allright then back to what were doing- aw yes" Jack said walking up the the wheel.
Sarah mumbled to herself in the corner cursing at her damp, in no way saving playing cards. After she got fed up with them she threw them overboard as Jack and Will went into conversation.
Will : [sharpening his sword] When I was a lad living in England , my mother raised me by herself. After she died, I came out here, looking for my father.
Jack : Is that so?
Will: My father, Will Turner . And in jail it was only after you learned my name that you agreed to help. Since that's what I wanted, I didn't press the matter. I'm not a simpleton, Jack. You knew my father.
Jack : I knew 'im. Probably one the few who knew him as William Turner , everyone else just called him Bootstrap or Bootstrap Bill.
Will: Bootstrap?
Jack : Good man, good pirate. I swear you look just like him.
Will : It's not true, he was a merchant sailor; a good, respectable man who obeyed the law
Jack : He was a bloody pirate, a scallywag.
Will : My father was not a pirate. [takes out his sword]
Jack : Put it away, son. It's not worth you getting beat again.
Will : You didn't beat me; you ignored the rules of engagement. In a fair fight, I'd killed you.
Jack : That's not much incentive for me to fight fair then, is it? [moves one of the sails so that the yard catches Will and swings him out over the sea] Now as long as you're just hanging there, pay attention. (Sarah looked up to see Will's condition and quikly stood up) The only rules that really matter are these: what a man can do and what a man can't do. For instance – you can accept that your father was a pirate and a good man or you can't. But pirate is in your blood, boy, so you'll have to square with that someday. And me, for example, I can let you drown but I can't bring this ship into Tortuga all by me onesies, savvy? So…
Sarah : Wait don't move! [sarah searched her pockets and held in her hand some marbles, a couble small gumballs and wods of paper and started throwing them at Will] Fall Dammit Fall!!!
Will : Stop that!!! [Will squirmed trying to keep his grasp]
[Jack quikly swung him back on board and offers him his sword]
Sarah then looks down at the deck in a depressed look and goes to sit back down.
Jack : [starring at Sarah a bit then continuing] can you sail under the command of a pirate or can you not?
Will : [takes the sword] Tortuga ?
Jack : Tortuga . [on the island] ... More importantly, it is indeed a sad life that has never breathed deep the sweet proliferous bouquet that is Tortuga , savvy? What do you think?
Will looks up at Sarah and then back at Jack, Sarah is now kicking the railing of the ship consistantly.
Will : That, That girl is she ok? I mean she seems like she is isn't right in the head.
Jack laughed and didn't reply and only nudged the question off.
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CH3 Complete, yes i know short, but I was like I have to update some time, I should have more over thanksgiving break for you guys. And as you can tell both of my fics include playing cards, I wonder why I hardly play cards-meh. Well the reason for Sarah's outburst of crazyness is because at school I got pulled out of 3rd period to go the the guidence counciler because get this...On the bus i said "Life is Wasted on the living" Basiclly meaning ppl take their life for granted or don't appreciate it as much as they should, and the bus driver thought I was going to commit suicide, how stupid is that?! Geesh grown ups get stupider by the minute...
eh-
Sarah plopped down on deck finally giving up on arguing with herself. "It's not my fault- if anything your the one who cursed me with having to deal with you all the time" Jack said fustrated while rubbing his head. "Allright then back to what were doing- aw yes" Jack said walking up the the wheel.
Sarah mumbled to herself in the corner cursing at her damp, in no way saving playing cards. After she got fed up with them she threw them overboard as Jack and Will went into conversation.
Will : [sharpening his sword] When I was a lad living in England , my mother raised me by herself. After she died, I came out here, looking for my father.
Jack : Is that so?
Will: My father, Will Turner . And in jail it was only after you learned my name that you agreed to help. Since that's what I wanted, I didn't press the matter. I'm not a simpleton, Jack. You knew my father.
Jack : I knew 'im. Probably one the few who knew him as William Turner , everyone else just called him Bootstrap or Bootstrap Bill.
Will: Bootstrap?
Jack : Good man, good pirate. I swear you look just like him.
Will : It's not true, he was a merchant sailor; a good, respectable man who obeyed the law
Jack : He was a bloody pirate, a scallywag.
Will : My father was not a pirate. [takes out his sword]
Jack : Put it away, son. It's not worth you getting beat again.
Will : You didn't beat me; you ignored the rules of engagement. In a fair fight, I'd killed you.
Jack : That's not much incentive for me to fight fair then, is it? [moves one of the sails so that the yard catches Will and swings him out over the sea] Now as long as you're just hanging there, pay attention. (Sarah looked up to see Will's condition and quikly stood up) The only rules that really matter are these: what a man can do and what a man can't do. For instance – you can accept that your father was a pirate and a good man or you can't. But pirate is in your blood, boy, so you'll have to square with that someday. And me, for example, I can let you drown but I can't bring this ship into Tortuga all by me onesies, savvy? So…
Sarah : Wait don't move! [sarah searched her pockets and held in her hand some marbles, a couble small gumballs and wods of paper and started throwing them at Will] Fall Dammit Fall!!!
Will : Stop that!!! [Will squirmed trying to keep his grasp]
[Jack quikly swung him back on board and offers him his sword]
Sarah then looks down at the deck in a depressed look and goes to sit back down.
Jack : [starring at Sarah a bit then continuing] can you sail under the command of a pirate or can you not?
Will : [takes the sword] Tortuga ?
Jack : Tortuga . [on the island] ... More importantly, it is indeed a sad life that has never breathed deep the sweet proliferous bouquet that is Tortuga , savvy? What do you think?
Will looks up at Sarah and then back at Jack, Sarah is now kicking the railing of the ship consistantly.
Will : That, That girl is she ok? I mean she seems like she is isn't right in the head.
Jack laughed and didn't reply and only nudged the question off.
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CH3 Complete, yes i know short, but I was like I have to update some time, I should have more over thanksgiving break for you guys. And as you can tell both of my fics include playing cards, I wonder why I hardly play cards-meh. Well the reason for Sarah's outburst of crazyness is because at school I got pulled out of 3rd period to go the the guidence counciler because get this...On the bus i said "Life is Wasted on the living" Basiclly meaning ppl take their life for granted or don't appreciate it as much as they should, and the bus driver thought I was going to commit suicide, how stupid is that?! Geesh grown ups get stupider by the minute...
eh-