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Elizabeth woke up with a start, someone was waving a bottle of rum under her nose. Sitting bolt upright she banged her nose against the bottle, causing it to go numb for a second. "Blast! Jack Sparrow, if I ever catch you in my room with rum again-" She stopped short, seeing Will with a sheepish grin on his face. "Will! How did you get rum?"
"There was some in the medicine cupboard."
Elizabeth narrowed her eyes suspiciously before letting it go with a shrug. Yawning, she asked what the time was. "Time to go." Will whispered, listening for anyone who had woken up at this unearthly hour. He was dressed simply in a shirt, waistcoat and breeches, from his belt hung a sword. "I've checked with the crew and they said they're leaving in an hour exactly and if we're late it's our loss." Elizabeth gave an unladylike snort, "Pirates. I'll be ready in 15 minutes."
"Oh, a world record."
Elizabeth pulled a face at Will before disappearing into the bathroom to change. 15 minutes later, as promised, she reappeared wearing a pale pink dress trimmed with darker pink lace, it required no corset so she could breath freely, in her bodice she had hidden a small dagger. Nodding to Will, they slipped out the door and made their way to the kitchen, grabbing a quick breakfast they exited from the side door and took the exact route Carmen had taken only a day before.
Elizabeth shivered slightly in the cool pre-dawn air and sidled closer to Will who put a protective arm around her. She smiled up at him thankfully as the dock came into sight. "There's our ship Elizabeth," Will smiled as she let out a gasp. The ship was one of the most beautiful in the Caribbean; however, as they drew closer Elizabeth let out a shriek. They had nearly tripped over a pile of bodies piled unceremoniously at the edge of the dock. She whirled on Will, "Will, I am not setting foot on a ship crewed by pirates that did that to those men." She backed away from the bloody pile, pulling Will with her. "Elizabeth, listen to me, they've sworn to be loyal to us,"
"And I suppose we're to trust their word."
"We have to, they're leaving in 10 minutes."
Elizabeth bit her lip, "Very well, but if there's a mutiny I'm never going to forgive you." she took a deep breath and walked resolutely towards the ship, giving the pile of bodies a wide berth. Will followed quietly, hoping that he had made the correct choice by placing his trust in these pirates.
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Captain Jack Sparrow opened one eye, the offensively loud knocking continued. "I'm up! I'm up!" he yelled as he staggered towards the door, yanking it open he cursed and pulled Carmen inside his room before closing it quietly and locking it. "Girl, what's going on?" he hissed. The girl was grey and her breath came in short gasps. "There was a fire in the galley, alright now. Suspected murder. Half the crew burnt. Gibbs lost his eyebrows. Cotton's parrot was roasted. Anamaria's spittin' mad. Saved the rum, most if it was in your room, Captain Jack Sparrow." She collapsed in a heap on the floor, still breathing hard.
Jack Sparrow drew his brows together in confusion, "A fire? I slept through a fire? Must've been the rum. Want some luv? Look like you need it." Carmen looked hesitantly at the offered bottle before accepting it and taking a swig, pulling a face as it went down. Nodding her thanks she returned the bottle before getting to her feet. "You might want to check up on the crew soon Captain Jack Sparrow," she saluted him mockingly before leaving. Jack took a steadying gulp of rum before heading out to survey damages. Out on the deck Gibbs was roaring about his eyebrows, Anamaria was at the helm, her mouth had become a thin, tight line. Cotton was mourning his parrot and the rest of the crew just lay about grumbling. Carmen had gone to comfort Cotton. "Ahem. I 'ave been informed of the fire, my condolences to Cotton for his parrot, never 'ave I met such a fine specimen. I'll be happy to hear any news or rumours." There was dead silence, then, "Nice to see you've woken up Captain, did you enjoy your beauty sleep?" Anamaria's voice cracked through the air like a whip. Jack tipped his hat to her, "Aye, any other questions." He stumbled forward as a boot connected with the back of his knee. "Captain Jack Sparrow, the crew are exhausted, they've lost their patience, faith and you nearly lost the Pearl, not to mention the rum. So get off you bloody ass and at least act like a captain." Jack turned around to see Carmen, no longer grey, her cheeks were pink with annoyance and her eyes were snapping with fury. Jack blinked, as if seeing his crew for the first time. "Alright, off to bed with the lot of you. I'll steer till sundown." The crew didn't need to be told twice, within seconds the deck was empty accept for Carmen.
"About time," she muttered. "That would be 'about time Captain Jack Sparrow' to you lass." She rolled her eyes and leant over the side of the ship, enjoying the clear blue water. "What're you doing out here anyway, I thought I told you to be off to bed,"
She shrugged, "Not tired, Captain Jack Sparrow." She lifted her sore foot off the floor, it was nearly healed but it still gave her trouble. Suddenly the ship rocked and she nearly went overboard. There was a jerk and suddenly she was lying on her back on the floor under the wheel. She lay there, winded, before getting to her feet. "Thank you," she said shyly. Jack turned around to correct her but the words froze on his lips. The necklace she always wore tucked underneath her clothes now glinted in the afternoon sun, "Where did you get this?" he reached out to touch it but Carmen hastily tucked it back under her shirt. "Father gave it to me." Jack fiddled with a braid, from it hung an identical pendant, but his was green. "That's interesting."
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I know this phrase is getting old, but please tell me what you thought. Weird? Good? Bad? Please R+R thanks.
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Elizabeth woke up with a start, someone was waving a bottle of rum under her nose. Sitting bolt upright she banged her nose against the bottle, causing it to go numb for a second. "Blast! Jack Sparrow, if I ever catch you in my room with rum again-" She stopped short, seeing Will with a sheepish grin on his face. "Will! How did you get rum?"
"There was some in the medicine cupboard."
Elizabeth narrowed her eyes suspiciously before letting it go with a shrug. Yawning, she asked what the time was. "Time to go." Will whispered, listening for anyone who had woken up at this unearthly hour. He was dressed simply in a shirt, waistcoat and breeches, from his belt hung a sword. "I've checked with the crew and they said they're leaving in an hour exactly and if we're late it's our loss." Elizabeth gave an unladylike snort, "Pirates. I'll be ready in 15 minutes."
"Oh, a world record."
Elizabeth pulled a face at Will before disappearing into the bathroom to change. 15 minutes later, as promised, she reappeared wearing a pale pink dress trimmed with darker pink lace, it required no corset so she could breath freely, in her bodice she had hidden a small dagger. Nodding to Will, they slipped out the door and made their way to the kitchen, grabbing a quick breakfast they exited from the side door and took the exact route Carmen had taken only a day before.
Elizabeth shivered slightly in the cool pre-dawn air and sidled closer to Will who put a protective arm around her. She smiled up at him thankfully as the dock came into sight. "There's our ship Elizabeth," Will smiled as she let out a gasp. The ship was one of the most beautiful in the Caribbean; however, as they drew closer Elizabeth let out a shriek. They had nearly tripped over a pile of bodies piled unceremoniously at the edge of the dock. She whirled on Will, "Will, I am not setting foot on a ship crewed by pirates that did that to those men." She backed away from the bloody pile, pulling Will with her. "Elizabeth, listen to me, they've sworn to be loyal to us,"
"And I suppose we're to trust their word."
"We have to, they're leaving in 10 minutes."
Elizabeth bit her lip, "Very well, but if there's a mutiny I'm never going to forgive you." she took a deep breath and walked resolutely towards the ship, giving the pile of bodies a wide berth. Will followed quietly, hoping that he had made the correct choice by placing his trust in these pirates.
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Captain Jack Sparrow opened one eye, the offensively loud knocking continued. "I'm up! I'm up!" he yelled as he staggered towards the door, yanking it open he cursed and pulled Carmen inside his room before closing it quietly and locking it. "Girl, what's going on?" he hissed. The girl was grey and her breath came in short gasps. "There was a fire in the galley, alright now. Suspected murder. Half the crew burnt. Gibbs lost his eyebrows. Cotton's parrot was roasted. Anamaria's spittin' mad. Saved the rum, most if it was in your room, Captain Jack Sparrow." She collapsed in a heap on the floor, still breathing hard.
Jack Sparrow drew his brows together in confusion, "A fire? I slept through a fire? Must've been the rum. Want some luv? Look like you need it." Carmen looked hesitantly at the offered bottle before accepting it and taking a swig, pulling a face as it went down. Nodding her thanks she returned the bottle before getting to her feet. "You might want to check up on the crew soon Captain Jack Sparrow," she saluted him mockingly before leaving. Jack took a steadying gulp of rum before heading out to survey damages. Out on the deck Gibbs was roaring about his eyebrows, Anamaria was at the helm, her mouth had become a thin, tight line. Cotton was mourning his parrot and the rest of the crew just lay about grumbling. Carmen had gone to comfort Cotton. "Ahem. I 'ave been informed of the fire, my condolences to Cotton for his parrot, never 'ave I met such a fine specimen. I'll be happy to hear any news or rumours." There was dead silence, then, "Nice to see you've woken up Captain, did you enjoy your beauty sleep?" Anamaria's voice cracked through the air like a whip. Jack tipped his hat to her, "Aye, any other questions." He stumbled forward as a boot connected with the back of his knee. "Captain Jack Sparrow, the crew are exhausted, they've lost their patience, faith and you nearly lost the Pearl, not to mention the rum. So get off you bloody ass and at least act like a captain." Jack turned around to see Carmen, no longer grey, her cheeks were pink with annoyance and her eyes were snapping with fury. Jack blinked, as if seeing his crew for the first time. "Alright, off to bed with the lot of you. I'll steer till sundown." The crew didn't need to be told twice, within seconds the deck was empty accept for Carmen.
"About time," she muttered. "That would be 'about time Captain Jack Sparrow' to you lass." She rolled her eyes and leant over the side of the ship, enjoying the clear blue water. "What're you doing out here anyway, I thought I told you to be off to bed,"
She shrugged, "Not tired, Captain Jack Sparrow." She lifted her sore foot off the floor, it was nearly healed but it still gave her trouble. Suddenly the ship rocked and she nearly went overboard. There was a jerk and suddenly she was lying on her back on the floor under the wheel. She lay there, winded, before getting to her feet. "Thank you," she said shyly. Jack turned around to correct her but the words froze on his lips. The necklace she always wore tucked underneath her clothes now glinted in the afternoon sun, "Where did you get this?" he reached out to touch it but Carmen hastily tucked it back under her shirt. "Father gave it to me." Jack fiddled with a braid, from it hung an identical pendant, but his was green. "That's interesting."
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I know this phrase is getting old, but please tell me what you thought. Weird? Good? Bad? Please R+R thanks.