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Elizabeth sat in the richly furnished room, fuming. She had spent the last 2 hours pacing up and down the room at a break-neck speed, trying to vent her frustration but to no avail. "I am going to kill Norrington the minute he steps into this room," she muttered. A crack of lightning illuminated the room eerily for a minute before rain started pouring down. She rested her head against the windowpane, anger leaking out of her. 'Will,' she thought desperately, ' he's stuck in that rotten prison that's probably cold and wet and ugh' she shuddered and wrapped her arms around herself tightly. Her heart aching at the thought of Will trapped in the cell.
Suddenly the door creaked open to reveal a very smug looking Gillette, "Commodore Norrington requests your presence at dinner Miss Swann."
"Well you may tell him I'm disinclined to acquiesce to his request and it's Mrs Turner," she said, smiling coldly at Gillette's reaction.
Gillette looked like a stunned mullet for a minute before turning on his heel and striding out the door. "Where the hell did she learn to speak like that?" he muttered before making his way to Norrington's office.
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Carmen strolled happily through the streets of Spain, revelling in the familiar atmosphere. So lost was she in her cloud of contentment that she scarcely knew where she was going. All of a sudden the bright afternoon sun disappeared and she found herself in a crowded tavern. Blinking as her eyes grew accustomed to the gloom she followed Jack closely to a table in a corner. Indicating for her to sit down he ordered for two tankards of rum and one of brandy. "Where are the crew Captain?" Carmen had convinced Jack to allow her to call him 'Captain' rather than 'Captain Jack Sparrow' by arguing that she drank double her share of water because she had to say 3 words more than everyone else every time she spoke to him.
"Seeing the sites luv," he replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. She raised an eyebrow at him, "Oh alright, they're probably at some inn or tavern getting drunk, or they've just found themselves a few valuables. Happy?"
She rolled her eyes, "Pirates," she muttered as their drinks arrived, served by a barmaid with an incredibly low-cut dress and so much make-up on that she looked like a painted doll. Carmen cringed and started whistling, while she flirted with Jack, who looked like he couldn't decide whether to laugh or to shoot her. After an unbearably long time she left, much to both Carmen and Jack's relief. "She was a bit much, eh lass?"
"She was revolting."
"Aye, that's the word." Jack nodded solemnly before drinking deeply, "Good rum though." He remarked thoughtfully, before taking another gulp. "Carmen, something's been troubling me a good bit since I found out about your old man."
"And what would that be Captain?"
"If he was locked up, how did he contact you?"
Carmen choked on her brandy, "We have our connections." Jack glared at her and she sighed, "I meant, we have our connections Captain."
"And exactly what connections would they be?"
She shrugged, picking her brain for an excuse not to answer, finding none, she took a sip of brandy before answering, "Well, it's nothing fancy really. I mean, it's not like you don't have one Captain," her eyes flicked towards the green stone dangling from one of his braids, "Oh alright," she snapped, tugging out the pendant. "If you must know," "I must" Jack interrupted. She looked daggers at him before continuing, "As I was saying, this is pendant is how we communicate. Every month, when the full moon is in the west in can talk to each other through this pendant for about 15 minutes." She paused to take a drink when she saw Jack's face. "Is there something wrong Captain?" "Uh, no, nothing at all. Please, go on." She looked curiously at Jack before continuing, "Well, this only works when both people are looking at the pendant at the same time. One night about 3 years ago I couldn't sleep so I was fiddling with my pendant when I saw father's face in it. I nearly dropped in it shock before he told me all about it, he had been trying to contact me for a year but to I was never awake at that hour. Well, ever since we've been talking every month, well almost. Since he told me of his capture I haven't heard from him." She took a mouthful of brandy before spitting it out. She turned ashen and her eyes grew to twice their normal size, clutching Jack's arm she gasped, "Father, Jack I'm hallucinating, father's standing at the door." Jack cocked his head just enough to see the doorway. "Aye lass, 'tis him or I'm not Jack Sparrow."
"But his meant to be locked in a cell! How did he break out? Why didn't he tell me? Yesterday night was full moon. Ja- Captain?"
"Quiet lass," Jack whispered, pulling her down, "Something's not right. There are military men with him."
"So? He was commodore of the navy. Why shouldn't he have military men with him?" she hissed back, bewildered at seeing her father and Jack's strange behaviour.
"Can you read lips lass?"
"Well, yes. It was useful when I was masquerading as a cabin boy,"
"Good, tell me what his saying."
Carmen nodded and fixed her eyes on her father, when she discovered what they were saying she nearly passed out. 'No' she told herself, 'this was her father, Jack's friend. He wouldn't do something like this.'
A prod from Jack reminded she needed to tell him the news. Her mouth paper dry, she relayed the news to him.
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hehe, I'm so evil. Cliffhanger I know. Promise to post the next chapter soon. Please review, you know what to do. Press that button. You know you want to!!
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Elizabeth sat in the richly furnished room, fuming. She had spent the last 2 hours pacing up and down the room at a break-neck speed, trying to vent her frustration but to no avail. "I am going to kill Norrington the minute he steps into this room," she muttered. A crack of lightning illuminated the room eerily for a minute before rain started pouring down. She rested her head against the windowpane, anger leaking out of her. 'Will,' she thought desperately, ' he's stuck in that rotten prison that's probably cold and wet and ugh' she shuddered and wrapped her arms around herself tightly. Her heart aching at the thought of Will trapped in the cell.
Suddenly the door creaked open to reveal a very smug looking Gillette, "Commodore Norrington requests your presence at dinner Miss Swann."
"Well you may tell him I'm disinclined to acquiesce to his request and it's Mrs Turner," she said, smiling coldly at Gillette's reaction.
Gillette looked like a stunned mullet for a minute before turning on his heel and striding out the door. "Where the hell did she learn to speak like that?" he muttered before making his way to Norrington's office.
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Carmen strolled happily through the streets of Spain, revelling in the familiar atmosphere. So lost was she in her cloud of contentment that she scarcely knew where she was going. All of a sudden the bright afternoon sun disappeared and she found herself in a crowded tavern. Blinking as her eyes grew accustomed to the gloom she followed Jack closely to a table in a corner. Indicating for her to sit down he ordered for two tankards of rum and one of brandy. "Where are the crew Captain?" Carmen had convinced Jack to allow her to call him 'Captain' rather than 'Captain Jack Sparrow' by arguing that she drank double her share of water because she had to say 3 words more than everyone else every time she spoke to him.
"Seeing the sites luv," he replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. She raised an eyebrow at him, "Oh alright, they're probably at some inn or tavern getting drunk, or they've just found themselves a few valuables. Happy?"
She rolled her eyes, "Pirates," she muttered as their drinks arrived, served by a barmaid with an incredibly low-cut dress and so much make-up on that she looked like a painted doll. Carmen cringed and started whistling, while she flirted with Jack, who looked like he couldn't decide whether to laugh or to shoot her. After an unbearably long time she left, much to both Carmen and Jack's relief. "She was a bit much, eh lass?"
"She was revolting."
"Aye, that's the word." Jack nodded solemnly before drinking deeply, "Good rum though." He remarked thoughtfully, before taking another gulp. "Carmen, something's been troubling me a good bit since I found out about your old man."
"And what would that be Captain?"
"If he was locked up, how did he contact you?"
Carmen choked on her brandy, "We have our connections." Jack glared at her and she sighed, "I meant, we have our connections Captain."
"And exactly what connections would they be?"
She shrugged, picking her brain for an excuse not to answer, finding none, she took a sip of brandy before answering, "Well, it's nothing fancy really. I mean, it's not like you don't have one Captain," her eyes flicked towards the green stone dangling from one of his braids, "Oh alright," she snapped, tugging out the pendant. "If you must know," "I must" Jack interrupted. She looked daggers at him before continuing, "As I was saying, this is pendant is how we communicate. Every month, when the full moon is in the west in can talk to each other through this pendant for about 15 minutes." She paused to take a drink when she saw Jack's face. "Is there something wrong Captain?" "Uh, no, nothing at all. Please, go on." She looked curiously at Jack before continuing, "Well, this only works when both people are looking at the pendant at the same time. One night about 3 years ago I couldn't sleep so I was fiddling with my pendant when I saw father's face in it. I nearly dropped in it shock before he told me all about it, he had been trying to contact me for a year but to I was never awake at that hour. Well, ever since we've been talking every month, well almost. Since he told me of his capture I haven't heard from him." She took a mouthful of brandy before spitting it out. She turned ashen and her eyes grew to twice their normal size, clutching Jack's arm she gasped, "Father, Jack I'm hallucinating, father's standing at the door." Jack cocked his head just enough to see the doorway. "Aye lass, 'tis him or I'm not Jack Sparrow."
"But his meant to be locked in a cell! How did he break out? Why didn't he tell me? Yesterday night was full moon. Ja- Captain?"
"Quiet lass," Jack whispered, pulling her down, "Something's not right. There are military men with him."
"So? He was commodore of the navy. Why shouldn't he have military men with him?" she hissed back, bewildered at seeing her father and Jack's strange behaviour.
"Can you read lips lass?"
"Well, yes. It was useful when I was masquerading as a cabin boy,"
"Good, tell me what his saying."
Carmen nodded and fixed her eyes on her father, when she discovered what they were saying she nearly passed out. 'No' she told herself, 'this was her father, Jack's friend. He wouldn't do something like this.'
A prod from Jack reminded she needed to tell him the news. Her mouth paper dry, she relayed the news to him.
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hehe, I'm so evil. Cliffhanger I know. Promise to post the next chapter soon. Please review, you know what to do. Press that button. You know you want to!!