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"Ya' distract em love, and I'll do the rest." Jack hissed to Elizabeth. She glared at him.
"Why can't you do the distracting?" She snapped. He fixed an evil eye upon her.
"Cuz' you ratted me out, love." She clenched her jaw and looked away with a huff.
"How do I distract thirty sailors?" Elizabeth sneered. Jack paused a moment, looking around the palm tree they were hiding behind.
"Well, I learned a lovely little dance number from a barmaid here.if you want me to teach it to you," Jack offered.
"No!" Retorted Elizabeth. "I'll think up my own way!"
"Knew I should'a gotten her drunk." He muttered under his breath. Elizabeth took a deep breath (limited of course by a corset sewn into the gown) and headed towards the Commodore's ship, the Reception, which was docked next to the Black Pearl. Jack followed along behind, hidden in the bushes. Elizabeth hurried up the gangplank to the Reception and looked around. Sailors stood at attention.
"Where is the captain?" She asked.
"On board the Black Pearl, Miss Swann."
"Thank you. And it's Mrs. Turner." There was a board connecting the two ships. Elizabeth carefully walked over to the Black Pearl. The captain was standing around the Black Pearl's crew, who had been tied to one of the masts.
"Captain!" Called Elizabeth. The captain turned around.
"Yes, Mrs. Turner?" He answered.
"The commodore has asked me to alert you. He has captured Captain Sparrow. He needs your help, and some of your crew's. The commodore has found some other characters in need of reforming." The captain nodded.
"Thank you, Mrs. Turner." He called his crew to his side, and picked ten of them to accompany him. The other fifteen were divided in two, eight to stay on the Reception, seven for the Black Pearl. Elizabeth stood aimlessly on the Black Pearl, wondering where Jack was. Suddenly, a flash of color caught her eye. She looked around, confused. Suddenly, she heard a soft thump behind her. She turned. A sailor was lying on the ground. A few more fell, and suddenly, the ropes around the crew were loosening. Then it was free. They were all surging around the ship, taking out the sailors, jumping onto the Reception and rounding up the crew. Almost instantly, the crew was tied to their own mast, and the crew of the Black Pearl was standing upon their own ground.
"Well," Drawled Jack, "I propose we get out of here before we get caught again.Elizabeth!" He coughed and headed up to take the wheel. The rest of the crew glared once at Elizabeth, and hurried to their duties. Jack was at the wheel, chugging rum whilst Annamaria glared daggers.
"Jack, what about my clothes? They're on the Reception!" Elizabeth argued. Jack looked down at her.
"Can't be bothered love. Must finish my rum, since you ruined me first glass. By the way, aren't you s'possed to be distraught over yer missin' husband?" Elizabeth glared.
"Not distraught enough to notice you are once again a drunk, Jack Sparrow!" It would be a long search.
"Ya' distract em love, and I'll do the rest." Jack hissed to Elizabeth. She glared at him.
"Why can't you do the distracting?" She snapped. He fixed an evil eye upon her.
"Cuz' you ratted me out, love." She clenched her jaw and looked away with a huff.
"How do I distract thirty sailors?" Elizabeth sneered. Jack paused a moment, looking around the palm tree they were hiding behind.
"Well, I learned a lovely little dance number from a barmaid here.if you want me to teach it to you," Jack offered.
"No!" Retorted Elizabeth. "I'll think up my own way!"
"Knew I should'a gotten her drunk." He muttered under his breath. Elizabeth took a deep breath (limited of course by a corset sewn into the gown) and headed towards the Commodore's ship, the Reception, which was docked next to the Black Pearl. Jack followed along behind, hidden in the bushes. Elizabeth hurried up the gangplank to the Reception and looked around. Sailors stood at attention.
"Where is the captain?" She asked.
"On board the Black Pearl, Miss Swann."
"Thank you. And it's Mrs. Turner." There was a board connecting the two ships. Elizabeth carefully walked over to the Black Pearl. The captain was standing around the Black Pearl's crew, who had been tied to one of the masts.
"Captain!" Called Elizabeth. The captain turned around.
"Yes, Mrs. Turner?" He answered.
"The commodore has asked me to alert you. He has captured Captain Sparrow. He needs your help, and some of your crew's. The commodore has found some other characters in need of reforming." The captain nodded.
"Thank you, Mrs. Turner." He called his crew to his side, and picked ten of them to accompany him. The other fifteen were divided in two, eight to stay on the Reception, seven for the Black Pearl. Elizabeth stood aimlessly on the Black Pearl, wondering where Jack was. Suddenly, a flash of color caught her eye. She looked around, confused. Suddenly, she heard a soft thump behind her. She turned. A sailor was lying on the ground. A few more fell, and suddenly, the ropes around the crew were loosening. Then it was free. They were all surging around the ship, taking out the sailors, jumping onto the Reception and rounding up the crew. Almost instantly, the crew was tied to their own mast, and the crew of the Black Pearl was standing upon their own ground.
"Well," Drawled Jack, "I propose we get out of here before we get caught again.Elizabeth!" He coughed and headed up to take the wheel. The rest of the crew glared once at Elizabeth, and hurried to their duties. Jack was at the wheel, chugging rum whilst Annamaria glared daggers.
"Jack, what about my clothes? They're on the Reception!" Elizabeth argued. Jack looked down at her.
"Can't be bothered love. Must finish my rum, since you ruined me first glass. By the way, aren't you s'possed to be distraught over yer missin' husband?" Elizabeth glared.
"Not distraught enough to notice you are once again a drunk, Jack Sparrow!" It would be a long search.