Authors Note: Next chapter is the song. I gotta say thanks to my reviews
though; you guys are just totally awesome. I've never got such nice
reviews; I'm keeping this story running because of you guys. You're my
inspiration to continue.
Dawnie-7: What more is left to say; you totally rock. ^_^
Ghostwriter155: Thanks. I didn't want the standard story where girl walks in, girl is immediately in love with Jack: I wanted it a bit different so I kinda figured that if a girl resisted Jack that would probably be something he wasn't used to and it would probably hurt his pride. I decided to have a bit of fun playing off of that.
Geheimnis: Thanks. Someone likes my character! WOOHOO! I'm so glad you don't hate Diana, everyone always complains that my stories all have my own character in them so it's nice to know there's someone out there who doesn't want me to kill her. I just really needed a character that I could have the constant grounding on and just know that what they were acting like fit their character, that's how I judge Jack and the others.
Eccentric Banshee: Haha! I got your review just as I was heading out the door and it made me laugh. I came out of my room grinning like the Joker and confused the heck out of my parents. Thanks for the memorable family moment hahaha! I'm glad you like it. I'll be updating it as often as possible I promise.
Sun shone through the open curtains of Diana's room and right onto the dancers face. She groaned and turned over, determined to block out the harsh rays of light.
"Oh no you don't, it's time to get up Red!" Piped an overly cheery voice that rang in Diana's ears like unforgiving bells.
"Celeste you are way too much of a morning person..." Diana mumbled as she forced herself up and out of bed. This early morning wake up call was getting to be a routine with them; Celeste wanted to be certain Diana got her breakfast before she got on her way.
"I brought you some fruit this morning," Celeste informed her and held out a large plate filled with an assortment of fruit. Yesterday Diana had requested no more bread in the morning, she wanted fruit... she needed the sugars.
"You're an angel!" Diana exclaimed as she tossed an apple in the air off the plate and caught it expertly. She produced a knife seemingly out of nowhere and began to peel and slice the apple as she talked. "Nathaniel still here?"
"Yea, he's downstairs... why?"
"Well it seems that note is from none other then Captain Jack Sparrow." Diana told her friend as she quickly began eating the apple.
"I warned you about him didn't I?!" Celeste scolded and put her hands on her hips in a motherly fashion.
"Yea, I know. Don't worry Celeste I don't plan on letting him get anything from me. From his persistence though I'd say he has other plans and I thought it might be nice to... well... to give him a bit of a wake up call..." Diana gave the other girl a knowing wink.
"You wouldn't!" Celeste giggled.
"Oh wouldn't I?" Diana laughed back. "I'm gonna plan out something special with Nathaniel... I have just the thing to. That act from opening night..."
"Oh you're awful Diana!"
"Yes I know..." Diana finished the apple and began to look for her clothes. She took off her night gown and pulled on a dark blue dress that flared out at the waist. It was comfortable and would suit her just fine while she worked on the costume and set up for the night's show. Her opening night costume wouldn't do for her performance this evening... good thing she knew how to sew her own costumes.
"Well I have to go clean up downstairs, I'll see you later." Celeste called as she left the room in a hurry. She knew better then to hang around while Diana was scheming.
"Thanks for the fruit Celeste!"
"Anytime Red!"
"Let's see... what should I wear tonight?" Diana began to herself as soon as Celeste had shut the door. She approached the old chest at the foot of her bed and opened it. "Hmm..."
Diana's eyes scanned over the contents of the box, searching for some sort of inspiration that was inspired by any article of clothing. They stopped on an old favorite of hers that she had purchased in France. Immediately ideas were dancing across her vision.
"Perfect..." She purred to herself and took the item out. It was a red satin corset with black roses embroidered on the sleek cloth. This would be her muse...
When Diana wanted to do something she always knew exactly how she would do it and it was always fantastic. Nobody got in her way, they all knew better than that. However if she wanted to get everything just right for this evening then she'd have to work fast; there was cloth to buy, clothing to sew, hair to do... but if she was right (which she usually was in these matters) it would all be worth it.
With this in mind Diana took her room key and a few coins and pranced out, locking the door and making her way down the stairs. The instant she set foot in the bar Celeste, Nathaniel and the Barkeep all greeted her.
"Good morning everybody!" Diana beamed. She turned to Celeste and held out her hand with the coins in it. She whispered something to the blonde in a hushed voice and had to hold back a laugh as Nathaniel strained to try and hear.
"Alright." Celeste agreed to what her friend had asked. She took the coins and left in hurry, proud to know she was serving a purpose in Diana's grand plot.
"What's that all about?" Nathaniel questioned Diana, who had begun to clean up the table from the night before.
"Ah, just the man I needed to see," she looked at him as tough she hadn't even realized her was there in the first place. "Did Celeste explain tonight's plan?"
"Well she told me what you want to do... but not how you're going to do it."
"Why my dear boy, I'll be doing it with your help of course. All you need to worry about is making sure the band is rehearsed for that song. Let them know it'll be a bit more... spicy tonight... By the time I'm through with Captain Jack Sparrow, he won't know what hit him." She winked.
"Right..." Nathaniel gulped.
"Now let's get this place clean, things shouldn't be getting dirty around here until tonight!" Diana teased.
"Why do I go along with these things..." Nathaniel asked himself as he took the broom that was propped up against the wall and began to sweep.
Meanwhile, Jack was strolling through the harbor at a very relaxed and calm pace. There wasn't a care in the world for him... there hardly ever was. His only concern was with that red-hot redhead in the bar the night before; the one who had been such a tease. He smirked to himself at the memory. Now there was one wildcat he'd be more then happy to tame.
It had been a long time since Jack had been with a woman he found particularly attractive... and perhaps even longer since he had been with one who had even the tiniest capability of intelligent thought anywhere beneath those ridiculous hairstyles of theirs. The women in these ports seemed to be getting far less attractive to Jack both mentally and physically.
As he approached the place where the wooden docks met the dirt road that lead into Tortuga Jack made to sit on one of the posts that held the dock up. He had some time to kill and he might as well kill it here for now. Shifting a bit, he made himself comfortable on his new seat as he proceeded to remember the previous evening events as well as weigh out the reasons why he should or shouldn't go back.
Jack wasn't fooling himself for an instant with that rubbish about 'should or shouldn't go back' however. He was going back and that was that. There was no way he'd pass up a girl like this if he could help it. She was too perfect, too intelligent, too witty, too sexy... and too not interested in the likes of him. Yes, she as perfect... the perfect challenge... and once he had conquered her then he was certain the prize would be well worth it. He could certainly do with a decent lay.
"Thanks Celeste." Diana called as her friend left her in the room with the items she had requested her to go buy. "Time to get to work..." She told herself as she gazed out the window at the sun high overhead. This needed to be done by sunset so she could get to where she needed to be for the beginning of the number.
Nathaniel looked at the music sheets on the piano one last time. This was a complicated song for them to be doing on the fly like this. Luckily there were people who could play the necessary instruments on such short notice or else they'd be screwed.
This song was fast paced, something Diana had used in her acts prior to Tortuga. They'd played it opening night because it was an attention grabbed and not something one was soon to forget... perfect for what Diana was planning to use it for.
Celeste had delivered what Diana wanted quite a while ago... they were all starting to wonder when she would come down. The sun had very nearly set and soon they'd have to open the doors to the pirates... if Diana wanted to be in place she'd have to hurry.
"What do you think guys?" Called a very familiar voice. The band, Nathaniel, Celeste and the barkeep turned to see Diana standing at the base of the stairs.
A red corset with black lace, black roses and black ribbons enclosed Diana's chest, pushing her breasts up enough that they looked larger but not slutty. From beneath the corseted top was a fancy skirt that was made for flouncing. The top layer of the skirt was black and when Diana lifted it for them they could see that beneath it were several layers of different colored red lace. Her legs were in fishnet stocking held to her ruffled black bloomers by red satin garters and she wore high heeled black leather boots on her feet. Somehow there seemed to be both red and black ribbons coming from everywhere on her, flowing in sashes and satin ribbons. In her hair were two large black feathers connected in a hair pin that looked to be made of a crystal that resembled ruby, only much darker red in color.
"Well?" Diana prompted Nathaniel, who realized he was gawking at her. Her eyes had been done up like cats and her lips were painted blood red. Her flaming hair was mostly done up in a high pony tail that overflowed with her natural curls. The long bangs of her hair were left to fall around and frame her face.
"Uh- It's incredibly!" Nathaniel stumbled and blushed a bit. He watched Diana reach behind her and pull out a black feathered fan.
"This is like the costume I wore back when I danced in France." The redhead told them as she fiddled with the fan.
"I think it's absolutely gorgeous Diana!" Celeste squealed in delight. She hugged her friend tightly but was careful not to mess up the costume. The fabrics of it fell perfects and it seemed as though one touch could cause the whole ensemble to wilt.
"What do you think Thomas?" Diana called with a smile at the bartender.
"I think we're going to be getting a lot of business tonight!" The barkeep called back and the entire room erupted with the laughter of the employees and the band. "Now you'd better take your place so we can open the bar!"
"Got it. I'll see you all later!" Diana called over her shoulder as she left to position herself. It would be a while before the show began but once the bar began to fill up there was no way to slip over to where she needed to be without being noticed so she didn't mind.
"Just think," The bartender chuckled to Celeste and Nathaniel, "...that girl has so much talent and potential to be a great star if she were to move to a larger country... yet she's perfectly content to remain here, in Tortuga, with us. It never ceases to amaze me that such small things as this could bring that girl so much joy."
"Father," Nathaniel began, "Nothing is ever SMALL with Diana... and I don't think this is going to be any different. She'd planning to make this show over the edge just so she can get the best of that Captain Sparrow. I don't know that it's going to be safe... evem for her."
"Perhaps you're right son. I'll send for some extra security just incase. The blacksmith and that hunter, Samual... they should be fine. Why don't you head out to find them, you can open up the tavern along the way." Thomas suggested.
"Alright, I'll be back soon." Nathaniel nodded and hurried out.
::NEXT::
Chapter 4: The Show
Dawnie-7: What more is left to say; you totally rock. ^_^
Ghostwriter155: Thanks. I didn't want the standard story where girl walks in, girl is immediately in love with Jack: I wanted it a bit different so I kinda figured that if a girl resisted Jack that would probably be something he wasn't used to and it would probably hurt his pride. I decided to have a bit of fun playing off of that.
Geheimnis: Thanks. Someone likes my character! WOOHOO! I'm so glad you don't hate Diana, everyone always complains that my stories all have my own character in them so it's nice to know there's someone out there who doesn't want me to kill her. I just really needed a character that I could have the constant grounding on and just know that what they were acting like fit their character, that's how I judge Jack and the others.
Eccentric Banshee: Haha! I got your review just as I was heading out the door and it made me laugh. I came out of my room grinning like the Joker and confused the heck out of my parents. Thanks for the memorable family moment hahaha! I'm glad you like it. I'll be updating it as often as possible I promise.
Sun shone through the open curtains of Diana's room and right onto the dancers face. She groaned and turned over, determined to block out the harsh rays of light.
"Oh no you don't, it's time to get up Red!" Piped an overly cheery voice that rang in Diana's ears like unforgiving bells.
"Celeste you are way too much of a morning person..." Diana mumbled as she forced herself up and out of bed. This early morning wake up call was getting to be a routine with them; Celeste wanted to be certain Diana got her breakfast before she got on her way.
"I brought you some fruit this morning," Celeste informed her and held out a large plate filled with an assortment of fruit. Yesterday Diana had requested no more bread in the morning, she wanted fruit... she needed the sugars.
"You're an angel!" Diana exclaimed as she tossed an apple in the air off the plate and caught it expertly. She produced a knife seemingly out of nowhere and began to peel and slice the apple as she talked. "Nathaniel still here?"
"Yea, he's downstairs... why?"
"Well it seems that note is from none other then Captain Jack Sparrow." Diana told her friend as she quickly began eating the apple.
"I warned you about him didn't I?!" Celeste scolded and put her hands on her hips in a motherly fashion.
"Yea, I know. Don't worry Celeste I don't plan on letting him get anything from me. From his persistence though I'd say he has other plans and I thought it might be nice to... well... to give him a bit of a wake up call..." Diana gave the other girl a knowing wink.
"You wouldn't!" Celeste giggled.
"Oh wouldn't I?" Diana laughed back. "I'm gonna plan out something special with Nathaniel... I have just the thing to. That act from opening night..."
"Oh you're awful Diana!"
"Yes I know..." Diana finished the apple and began to look for her clothes. She took off her night gown and pulled on a dark blue dress that flared out at the waist. It was comfortable and would suit her just fine while she worked on the costume and set up for the night's show. Her opening night costume wouldn't do for her performance this evening... good thing she knew how to sew her own costumes.
"Well I have to go clean up downstairs, I'll see you later." Celeste called as she left the room in a hurry. She knew better then to hang around while Diana was scheming.
"Thanks for the fruit Celeste!"
"Anytime Red!"
"Let's see... what should I wear tonight?" Diana began to herself as soon as Celeste had shut the door. She approached the old chest at the foot of her bed and opened it. "Hmm..."
Diana's eyes scanned over the contents of the box, searching for some sort of inspiration that was inspired by any article of clothing. They stopped on an old favorite of hers that she had purchased in France. Immediately ideas were dancing across her vision.
"Perfect..." She purred to herself and took the item out. It was a red satin corset with black roses embroidered on the sleek cloth. This would be her muse...
When Diana wanted to do something she always knew exactly how she would do it and it was always fantastic. Nobody got in her way, they all knew better than that. However if she wanted to get everything just right for this evening then she'd have to work fast; there was cloth to buy, clothing to sew, hair to do... but if she was right (which she usually was in these matters) it would all be worth it.
With this in mind Diana took her room key and a few coins and pranced out, locking the door and making her way down the stairs. The instant she set foot in the bar Celeste, Nathaniel and the Barkeep all greeted her.
"Good morning everybody!" Diana beamed. She turned to Celeste and held out her hand with the coins in it. She whispered something to the blonde in a hushed voice and had to hold back a laugh as Nathaniel strained to try and hear.
"Alright." Celeste agreed to what her friend had asked. She took the coins and left in hurry, proud to know she was serving a purpose in Diana's grand plot.
"What's that all about?" Nathaniel questioned Diana, who had begun to clean up the table from the night before.
"Ah, just the man I needed to see," she looked at him as tough she hadn't even realized her was there in the first place. "Did Celeste explain tonight's plan?"
"Well she told me what you want to do... but not how you're going to do it."
"Why my dear boy, I'll be doing it with your help of course. All you need to worry about is making sure the band is rehearsed for that song. Let them know it'll be a bit more... spicy tonight... By the time I'm through with Captain Jack Sparrow, he won't know what hit him." She winked.
"Right..." Nathaniel gulped.
"Now let's get this place clean, things shouldn't be getting dirty around here until tonight!" Diana teased.
"Why do I go along with these things..." Nathaniel asked himself as he took the broom that was propped up against the wall and began to sweep.
Meanwhile, Jack was strolling through the harbor at a very relaxed and calm pace. There wasn't a care in the world for him... there hardly ever was. His only concern was with that red-hot redhead in the bar the night before; the one who had been such a tease. He smirked to himself at the memory. Now there was one wildcat he'd be more then happy to tame.
It had been a long time since Jack had been with a woman he found particularly attractive... and perhaps even longer since he had been with one who had even the tiniest capability of intelligent thought anywhere beneath those ridiculous hairstyles of theirs. The women in these ports seemed to be getting far less attractive to Jack both mentally and physically.
As he approached the place where the wooden docks met the dirt road that lead into Tortuga Jack made to sit on one of the posts that held the dock up. He had some time to kill and he might as well kill it here for now. Shifting a bit, he made himself comfortable on his new seat as he proceeded to remember the previous evening events as well as weigh out the reasons why he should or shouldn't go back.
Jack wasn't fooling himself for an instant with that rubbish about 'should or shouldn't go back' however. He was going back and that was that. There was no way he'd pass up a girl like this if he could help it. She was too perfect, too intelligent, too witty, too sexy... and too not interested in the likes of him. Yes, she as perfect... the perfect challenge... and once he had conquered her then he was certain the prize would be well worth it. He could certainly do with a decent lay.
"Thanks Celeste." Diana called as her friend left her in the room with the items she had requested her to go buy. "Time to get to work..." She told herself as she gazed out the window at the sun high overhead. This needed to be done by sunset so she could get to where she needed to be for the beginning of the number.
Nathaniel looked at the music sheets on the piano one last time. This was a complicated song for them to be doing on the fly like this. Luckily there were people who could play the necessary instruments on such short notice or else they'd be screwed.
This song was fast paced, something Diana had used in her acts prior to Tortuga. They'd played it opening night because it was an attention grabbed and not something one was soon to forget... perfect for what Diana was planning to use it for.
Celeste had delivered what Diana wanted quite a while ago... they were all starting to wonder when she would come down. The sun had very nearly set and soon they'd have to open the doors to the pirates... if Diana wanted to be in place she'd have to hurry.
"What do you think guys?" Called a very familiar voice. The band, Nathaniel, Celeste and the barkeep turned to see Diana standing at the base of the stairs.
A red corset with black lace, black roses and black ribbons enclosed Diana's chest, pushing her breasts up enough that they looked larger but not slutty. From beneath the corseted top was a fancy skirt that was made for flouncing. The top layer of the skirt was black and when Diana lifted it for them they could see that beneath it were several layers of different colored red lace. Her legs were in fishnet stocking held to her ruffled black bloomers by red satin garters and she wore high heeled black leather boots on her feet. Somehow there seemed to be both red and black ribbons coming from everywhere on her, flowing in sashes and satin ribbons. In her hair were two large black feathers connected in a hair pin that looked to be made of a crystal that resembled ruby, only much darker red in color.
"Well?" Diana prompted Nathaniel, who realized he was gawking at her. Her eyes had been done up like cats and her lips were painted blood red. Her flaming hair was mostly done up in a high pony tail that overflowed with her natural curls. The long bangs of her hair were left to fall around and frame her face.
"Uh- It's incredibly!" Nathaniel stumbled and blushed a bit. He watched Diana reach behind her and pull out a black feathered fan.
"This is like the costume I wore back when I danced in France." The redhead told them as she fiddled with the fan.
"I think it's absolutely gorgeous Diana!" Celeste squealed in delight. She hugged her friend tightly but was careful not to mess up the costume. The fabrics of it fell perfects and it seemed as though one touch could cause the whole ensemble to wilt.
"What do you think Thomas?" Diana called with a smile at the bartender.
"I think we're going to be getting a lot of business tonight!" The barkeep called back and the entire room erupted with the laughter of the employees and the band. "Now you'd better take your place so we can open the bar!"
"Got it. I'll see you all later!" Diana called over her shoulder as she left to position herself. It would be a while before the show began but once the bar began to fill up there was no way to slip over to where she needed to be without being noticed so she didn't mind.
"Just think," The bartender chuckled to Celeste and Nathaniel, "...that girl has so much talent and potential to be a great star if she were to move to a larger country... yet she's perfectly content to remain here, in Tortuga, with us. It never ceases to amaze me that such small things as this could bring that girl so much joy."
"Father," Nathaniel began, "Nothing is ever SMALL with Diana... and I don't think this is going to be any different. She'd planning to make this show over the edge just so she can get the best of that Captain Sparrow. I don't know that it's going to be safe... evem for her."
"Perhaps you're right son. I'll send for some extra security just incase. The blacksmith and that hunter, Samual... they should be fine. Why don't you head out to find them, you can open up the tavern along the way." Thomas suggested.
"Alright, I'll be back soon." Nathaniel nodded and hurried out.
::NEXT::
Chapter 4: The Show
