"Jack," Elizabeth said shakily, trying to regain her composure after the
verbal barrage, "say hello to Commodore Norrington and Judith."
"Hello," the boy said with a smile as his mother lead him to the guests. He shook Commodore Norrington's hand and Norrington ruffled the boy's hair in a friendly, familiar manner. Next Elizabeth led Jack to Jezebel.
Jezebel held back for a moment before she reached out her hand to shake little Jack's, doing this caused her sleeve to ride up thus exposing her wrist. Her hand never even touched Jack's before Commodore Norrington's hand slammed down and grabbed her wrist. In her attempt to be polite (a first for her) she had accidentally revealed the P branded onto her wrist that proclaimed her a pirate.
"I knew it," Norrington stated proudly, "you are the one from the tavern. And a pirate no less."
"A pirate!" Jack cried excitedly as his mother ran to get him out of the way of the commodore and the pirate.
"That I am," Jezebel replied proudly, thankful to stop having to pretend. She then lifted her sleeve a little higher revealing a tattoo of a bird in flight over a seaside sunrise and that was her named in cursive, "And even better, I'm a Sparrow."
"Excuse me?" Commodore Norrington and Elizabeth said in unison.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I haven't introduced me self to either of ye formally. Me name is Jezebel Sparrow and I'm looking for me father, Captain Jack Sparrow."
Silence fell over the room as all eyes were on Jezebel. It was Commodore Norrington who broke the silence. "But you have not found him?"
"No, I was hoping Mrs. Turner here could be of help," Jezebel replied honestly (because what else did she have to lose). "But I've been told I'm about five years too late."
"You are indeed, for if he had been in Port Royal of late it would be in its jail. Which is precisely where you're going."
"Commodore." Elizabeth started to argue.
"No, Elizabeth. I'm sorry but this girl is an admitted pirate and I have a responsibility to keep this island and its waters pirate free."
"She's just a child."
"She's experienced enough to run across the East India Trade Company, she knows the consequences of her actions. I've turned a blind eye to pirating in these parts one too many times and all because of my lasting love for you. But you have moved on and now so must I. Where did she go?"
"I've got her, Sir," a soldier said, his sword drawn on Jezebel, who had tried to sneak out during Commodore's Norrington's heartfelt speech.
"It was worth a try, no?" Jezebel asked as she turned back to Norrington and Elizabeth with a sneaky smile.
"Hello," the boy said with a smile as his mother lead him to the guests. He shook Commodore Norrington's hand and Norrington ruffled the boy's hair in a friendly, familiar manner. Next Elizabeth led Jack to Jezebel.
Jezebel held back for a moment before she reached out her hand to shake little Jack's, doing this caused her sleeve to ride up thus exposing her wrist. Her hand never even touched Jack's before Commodore Norrington's hand slammed down and grabbed her wrist. In her attempt to be polite (a first for her) she had accidentally revealed the P branded onto her wrist that proclaimed her a pirate.
"I knew it," Norrington stated proudly, "you are the one from the tavern. And a pirate no less."
"A pirate!" Jack cried excitedly as his mother ran to get him out of the way of the commodore and the pirate.
"That I am," Jezebel replied proudly, thankful to stop having to pretend. She then lifted her sleeve a little higher revealing a tattoo of a bird in flight over a seaside sunrise and that was her named in cursive, "And even better, I'm a Sparrow."
"Excuse me?" Commodore Norrington and Elizabeth said in unison.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I haven't introduced me self to either of ye formally. Me name is Jezebel Sparrow and I'm looking for me father, Captain Jack Sparrow."
Silence fell over the room as all eyes were on Jezebel. It was Commodore Norrington who broke the silence. "But you have not found him?"
"No, I was hoping Mrs. Turner here could be of help," Jezebel replied honestly (because what else did she have to lose). "But I've been told I'm about five years too late."
"You are indeed, for if he had been in Port Royal of late it would be in its jail. Which is precisely where you're going."
"Commodore." Elizabeth started to argue.
"No, Elizabeth. I'm sorry but this girl is an admitted pirate and I have a responsibility to keep this island and its waters pirate free."
"She's just a child."
"She's experienced enough to run across the East India Trade Company, she knows the consequences of her actions. I've turned a blind eye to pirating in these parts one too many times and all because of my lasting love for you. But you have moved on and now so must I. Where did she go?"
"I've got her, Sir," a soldier said, his sword drawn on Jezebel, who had tried to sneak out during Commodore's Norrington's heartfelt speech.
"It was worth a try, no?" Jezebel asked as she turned back to Norrington and Elizabeth with a sneaky smile.