Hey! I'm back finally. Not that long, but it may have seemed like it.
Ok. The thing with ff.net is the pen name. I'm going to be individual me,
but that's going to take some reference to old nicknames. Although, I will
always be Tora.
The thing is that I used to have a pen name that went to my actual email (FaltoraDragon@aol.com), but ff.net won't let me sign on to that one. So my original pen name( Faltora) is stuck on that author .er.thingie. So I can't use that. There may be some switching in between times until I find a name I'm going to stick with.
Ch. 4 Reading In-Between the Scenes.
The white sails of the British ship, Dauntless, blew gently in the wind. The officers were overseeing the loading of the ship for its search. They were going to try and find the Black Pearl, with little knowledge of it, even though they had a pirate that knew of it in their midst. One of the officers glanced away from his crew as he saw one picking his nose. And he was to work with these people.
Meanwhile, just behind a column of wood, Jack, Will, and Erica crouched to watch the ship. Jack looked between the Dauntless and the Interceptor. Both were fine ships and he was sure he could *commandeer* one, but one glance at his accomplices told him almost otherwise.
"How far are you willing to go for this woman?" he asked turning to Will.
"I would die for her!" Will said. Pure determination was written in his eyes. Jack nodded and looked to Erica. Well, he didn't really need to ask her. She was already seemed to know what was going on anyway.
"That's good. No worries then," he said to Will and rushed out towards the unguarded rowboats. Erica bound out past him.
"I get the middle!" She said crawling under a boat. Jack rolled his eyes as he followed in the front and Will took the rear. As soon as another pair of guards walked past they were up and moving, much like a turtle, but with six legs. Then there was the water and. It was very cold. (A/N: Yeah! I figured out a new pen name! Haha Well. You've obviously seen it)
"This is either Madness or Brilliance!" Will said as they walked under the water. Erica was gazing around the inside of the boat, wondering why there were no sharks around. Sharks tended to like warm water.
"The two are so close, who can say which is which," Jack said. Whatever happened in between was still a mystery to Erica. One minute her feet were touching the sandy bottom of the sea and then they weren't. Jack and Will started kicking when they found a shadow. In a few moments they had reached the surface and flipped over the boat. Jack swam closer to the dauntless and started to climb up its backside. Erica sighed and followed.
As soon as his feet were on solid ground, Jack pulled his gun from his belt, although with the gunpowder wet he didn't see how it would really be any use. Better to have a show then nothing!
"Gentlemen, remain calm! We're taking over the ship!" He said, calmly as he lifted his pistol. Erica made a comment about being a sorceress and turning them all into frogs.
"Aye! Avast!" Will shouted, holding his sword parallel with the deck. Jack froze for a moment then glanced back at them. He was stuck with this crazy lot? He shook his head a bit, turning back towards the lieutenant.
The Lieutenant smirked as he looked at them. A girl, wearing a strangely horned hat with clothes that made her seem to belong to a brothel, and a black smith, Will Turner. "This ship cannot be run by two men and a girl. You'll never make it out of the bay," he said matter-of- factly. Jack smirked and cocked the pin of his pistol.
"Son. I'm Cap'n Jack Sparrow. Savvy?" He said. The lieutenant looked down the barrel of the gun and back up, ushering the small crew to get into the rowboats. As soon as they were off the ship Erica smiled.
Jack smirked, but wiped it away as he started, trying, to explain to Will, what to do. It didn't work very well. He shook his head and figured the boy really was better at being a Blacksmith than he ever would at being a sailor. Before he could say anything more Erica was yelling to him.
"Hey! We've got company!" She shouted, pointing towards The Interceptor, which was coming up fast on them. Jack turned around and smiled towards the other ship. (Oh.joy. the smile. ::Drools::)
He ushered them to the back of the ship to hide. Erica stuffed her hat into her red bag and hid as he had said. She couldn't help, but smile. This was too cool! The Interceptor pulled up along side them and its crew threw ropes across and started boarding. Jack watched them from his spot, he being the only one that could really see what was going on. He stood up abruptly and he and Will took their own ropes and swung across to the Interceptor. Erica followed after them, nearly losing herself overboard.
Will pulled his hatchet form his belt and quickly cut the lines that were connecting the two ships. Jack went to the helm and steered the ship away from the Dauntless. The commodore realized what was going on and ordered his crew back to the Interceptor. Too bad the ship was already to far away to board. Erica was in a fit of giggles when she saw a few sailors plummet to the sea below.
"Thank you, Commodore, for getting us ready to make way!" Jack shouted back to the Dauntless, waving his hat 'respectfully' as he did. " We'da had a hard time with it by ourselves!" This sent Erica into another small fit as she walked over to Jack.
"Good job," she said a bit sarcastically. "You managed to do this without nearly getting us killed!" She smiled and slapped him on the butt. Jack smirked, but ducked immediately when the crew from the other ship started to fire upon them. Erica flattened herself to the deck and glared at Jack. "I take that back!"
Jack stood up after a moment and smirked, pulling out his compass. They had to get going if they were going to make good time. Will hopped around the deck, checking for.whatever he was checking. Erica was stretching out her legs to make sure she didn't get all cramped up. Being flexible had problems sometimes.
Will started to sharpen his sword. (AH! Dreamstrifer! Sharpen his sword! College gutter mind!) "Jack.. why was it that after you learned my name you agreed to help me?" He asked, turning towards the pirate. Jack drummed his hand son the steering wheel. "I'm not a simpleton, Jack. You knew my father," Will added.
"I knew 'im," Jack said. "Probably one of the few who knew him as William Turner. Everyone else just called him Bootstrap or Bootstrap Bill," he turned away from Will and looked forward. This boy was not going to like him in a moment.
"Bootstrap?" Will said, confused. What was this man talking about? Erica stopped stretching and sat still on one of the cannons. Oh yea, she had to just stop and watch. She's so nosy, like that.
"Good man," Jack said, continuing on. "Good pirate. I swear you look jus' like 'im," Will didn't say anything right away as he tried to put sense to this.
"Yep.He was a pirate!" Erica just had to put her two cents in. Will turned and glared at her. Perhaps adding her bit wasn't a smart idea.
"You lie!" He growled, pointing a finger at her. Erica shrieked and fell off the cannon. The darling, lovable, hot Will accused her of lying! He hated her! (Notice how she left out 'Taken') Will turned again towards Jack.
"It's not true," he said. His father couldn't have been a pirate. His mother wouldn't have lied to him. "He was a merchant; a good, respectable man who obeyed the law!" Jack rolled his eyes and turned abruptly away from the steering wheel.
"He was a bloody pirate, a scallywag," he said in an exasperated voice and turned back to steering. What was so hard to believe about the boy's father being a pirate? (Duh)
"My father," Will jerked out his sword and pointed it at Jack. "Was not a pirate!" Jack sighed. This was getting ridiculous.
"Put it away son. It's not worth you getting' beat again," He said, calmly. Erica respected him for that calm. If Will pointed a sword at her she was likely to keel over and die.
"You didn't beat me!" Will hissed. "In a fair fight I'd kill you!"
"Well, that's no incentive for me to fight fair than, is it?" He turned the wheel sharply, moving the sails, and sending will hang from a yard over the sea. Erica was by now chewing off her fingers. How could he hang on after being hit? And how come Jack was so smart for a pirate? Will struggled to keep his hold as Jack picked up the fallen sword.
"Now as long as yer jes' hanging there, pay attention. The only rules that really matter are these: What a man can do, and what a man can't do. For instance- you can accept that your father was a pirate AND a good man or ya can't. And me for example. I CAN let ya drown, but I CAN'T bring this ship in to Tortuga all by me onesies, savvy?" He turned without getting an answer and spun the steering wheel again. The yard that Will was dangling from swung back over deck, letting the boy fall onto the wood floor.
"Now." Jack flipped the sword in his hand and offered it to Will. Will looked at it curiously. "Can you sail under the command of a pirate? Or can ya not?" Will hesitantly took the sword and looked curiously up at Jack.
"Tortuga?" He tested the name. Jack smiled.
"Tortuga."
"With all the drunks and sluts and.nasties," Erica said, completely ruining the seriousness of the moment.. Jack rolled his eyes. Erica just smirked and walked over to give Will a hand up.
"They aren't all that bad, Missy," Jack said, looking down at his faithful compass. Erica rolled her eyes and walked around the deck.
"Yes," she said. "Because a model citizen is always drunk and makes the streets seem like walking through the ghetto is safe."
"You need a man, Missy," Jack said in the same voice that he used when he told Will to get a girl.
"I do not," she said quickly.
"Whatever you say," he answered then began humming. Erica grimaced. She really didn't like this song. It was.boring after a while and really got on her nerves. "Yo ho yo ho I pirates life fer me."
"Don't sing that!" Erica said pointing a finger at him. Jack smirked and looked straight at her.
"Drink up me 'earties yo ho!" He dared sing that much. Erica stalked towards him. When she was close enough she drew her leg back and tried to kick between his. Jack merely stepped out of the way and regarded her coolly.
"I wouldn't want to be you I if that foot ever connects," he said in a soft menacing voice. She failed to comprehend his warning.
"Why? Because I'll only find loose skin?" She snorted and walked down below deck. There had to be some food around here. "I'm hungry."
Jack snorted as he watched her go. She was a woman. She should be able to cook whatever she found in storage. "Go cook something. Fer me and Will too, Missy."
"I can't cook," she called as she walked back up on deck. She figured the ship was too big to explore for her. Actually it was due to her extensive laziness. "And if I could I wouldn't make you anything."
Jack frowned at her and looked at Will. One of them had to know how to cook and the boy was his best guess now. "You. Can you cook?" Will nodded numbly. He was still finding it hard to believe that his father was a pirate. His mother had told him so many things about his father's travels with the trading company.
"Good!" Jack said. "Go make us something to eat. I haven't had anything in a fortnight!" he added, patting his empty stomach. Will glared at the pirate, but didn't move.
"Perhaps you could ask and then he might consider it," Erica said quietly. This was like a road trip. People bickered over stupid things and got tired really fast. Only she didn't have her special huggy pillow to sleep with, or her 25-year-old Curious George.
"Fine," Jack shrugged "Will, you make food," he said. That was such a cheating line that there wasn't any good comeback. Will simply rolled his eyes and went below deck, just to be rid of Jack's presence.
"You're one of the most arrogant assholes I've met, Jack, "Erica said as she started to dig through her red bag. Jack ignored her and went back to steering. She had to find something in there. Anything. This was her bag, after all, and she kept some of the strangest things. "AH! Food!" She cried triumphantly, pulling out a bag of three-day-old Reese's Pieces. At this point, Jack became interested.
"Do you mind sharin', Missy?" He asked. Erica smirked and started down the stairs after Will.
"Hey, Will! I got some food that I'm willing to share!" She yelled, hopping down the stairs. Jack glared at her and started grumbling. He was hungry and she wasn't helping matters.
"Bloody Wench," he muttered under his breath. Erica came hopping back up the stairs, smiling.
"Jack? You want some?" She asked, holding up the bag. He smirked.
"Why, sure Missy, I'd love some!" He said in a sickly sweet voice. Sucking up as so easy.
"Then you'll have to apologize for calling me a wench," She said matter-o-factly. Of course there was going to be a catch to anything nice she did Jack scowled.
"I'm sorry, Milady; I shouldn't' have called a good, respectable woman like you a wench," he sighed melodramatically. Erica narrowed her eyes then shrugged. What more did she expect from him? Not anything really, but that was uncalled for.
"Here," she said, giving Jack a handful of the stale Reese's Pieces. He tossed them into his mouth and chewed. His eyes widened at the taste. It was sweet, but he couldn't even place what it was like.
"What are these called?" he asked quickly, still savoring the taste.
"Reese's Pieces," Erica said in a bored tone. She sat on the steps of the helm, staring out to the side. The waves made the ship crash up and down, causing her view of the sea to shift likewise.
"Got anymore?"
"Not for you."
Jack snorted at her answer and looked back at his compass. It was so easy to read if you knew what it meant. His thoughts drifted to Tortuga. The boy would be fine, but Missy would be causing some problems; he already knew.
"Missy?" He said, glancing at her. She was now leaning over the edge of one of the railings. Probably thinking of her cousin. She regarded him over her shoulder. "Ye can stay on the ship if ye want to."
She seemed to think about this for a moment. Stay on the ship and be bored out of her mind and risk sinking the ship, because she's so accident prone, or go with Jack and Will into town. In town she'd be getting groped to high hell and receiving many, many looks and comments that she would rather avoid.
"It'll be more fun in town," she said with a shrug and turned back towards the sea. Tortuga was probably nothing compared to her high school. Minus the guns and beer.
OK. That's the end to another chapter. I'm sorry that it's so short for the amount of time it took to post. I'm back in school and I'm already having problems there. Math is my killer since I'm never in the class. I have a tendency to be sick or at the hospital in during my eighth hour.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed and for being patient. And I'm really sorry about that author note, but ff.net it being a Meany to me. So...Please leave a review and I'll get back to ya as soon as I can.
Tora~
The thing is that I used to have a pen name that went to my actual email (FaltoraDragon@aol.com), but ff.net won't let me sign on to that one. So my original pen name( Faltora) is stuck on that author .er.thingie. So I can't use that. There may be some switching in between times until I find a name I'm going to stick with.
Ch. 4 Reading In-Between the Scenes.
The white sails of the British ship, Dauntless, blew gently in the wind. The officers were overseeing the loading of the ship for its search. They were going to try and find the Black Pearl, with little knowledge of it, even though they had a pirate that knew of it in their midst. One of the officers glanced away from his crew as he saw one picking his nose. And he was to work with these people.
Meanwhile, just behind a column of wood, Jack, Will, and Erica crouched to watch the ship. Jack looked between the Dauntless and the Interceptor. Both were fine ships and he was sure he could *commandeer* one, but one glance at his accomplices told him almost otherwise.
"How far are you willing to go for this woman?" he asked turning to Will.
"I would die for her!" Will said. Pure determination was written in his eyes. Jack nodded and looked to Erica. Well, he didn't really need to ask her. She was already seemed to know what was going on anyway.
"That's good. No worries then," he said to Will and rushed out towards the unguarded rowboats. Erica bound out past him.
"I get the middle!" She said crawling under a boat. Jack rolled his eyes as he followed in the front and Will took the rear. As soon as another pair of guards walked past they were up and moving, much like a turtle, but with six legs. Then there was the water and. It was very cold. (A/N: Yeah! I figured out a new pen name! Haha Well. You've obviously seen it)
"This is either Madness or Brilliance!" Will said as they walked under the water. Erica was gazing around the inside of the boat, wondering why there were no sharks around. Sharks tended to like warm water.
"The two are so close, who can say which is which," Jack said. Whatever happened in between was still a mystery to Erica. One minute her feet were touching the sandy bottom of the sea and then they weren't. Jack and Will started kicking when they found a shadow. In a few moments they had reached the surface and flipped over the boat. Jack swam closer to the dauntless and started to climb up its backside. Erica sighed and followed.
As soon as his feet were on solid ground, Jack pulled his gun from his belt, although with the gunpowder wet he didn't see how it would really be any use. Better to have a show then nothing!
"Gentlemen, remain calm! We're taking over the ship!" He said, calmly as he lifted his pistol. Erica made a comment about being a sorceress and turning them all into frogs.
"Aye! Avast!" Will shouted, holding his sword parallel with the deck. Jack froze for a moment then glanced back at them. He was stuck with this crazy lot? He shook his head a bit, turning back towards the lieutenant.
The Lieutenant smirked as he looked at them. A girl, wearing a strangely horned hat with clothes that made her seem to belong to a brothel, and a black smith, Will Turner. "This ship cannot be run by two men and a girl. You'll never make it out of the bay," he said matter-of- factly. Jack smirked and cocked the pin of his pistol.
"Son. I'm Cap'n Jack Sparrow. Savvy?" He said. The lieutenant looked down the barrel of the gun and back up, ushering the small crew to get into the rowboats. As soon as they were off the ship Erica smiled.
Jack smirked, but wiped it away as he started, trying, to explain to Will, what to do. It didn't work very well. He shook his head and figured the boy really was better at being a Blacksmith than he ever would at being a sailor. Before he could say anything more Erica was yelling to him.
"Hey! We've got company!" She shouted, pointing towards The Interceptor, which was coming up fast on them. Jack turned around and smiled towards the other ship. (Oh.joy. the smile. ::Drools::)
He ushered them to the back of the ship to hide. Erica stuffed her hat into her red bag and hid as he had said. She couldn't help, but smile. This was too cool! The Interceptor pulled up along side them and its crew threw ropes across and started boarding. Jack watched them from his spot, he being the only one that could really see what was going on. He stood up abruptly and he and Will took their own ropes and swung across to the Interceptor. Erica followed after them, nearly losing herself overboard.
Will pulled his hatchet form his belt and quickly cut the lines that were connecting the two ships. Jack went to the helm and steered the ship away from the Dauntless. The commodore realized what was going on and ordered his crew back to the Interceptor. Too bad the ship was already to far away to board. Erica was in a fit of giggles when she saw a few sailors plummet to the sea below.
"Thank you, Commodore, for getting us ready to make way!" Jack shouted back to the Dauntless, waving his hat 'respectfully' as he did. " We'da had a hard time with it by ourselves!" This sent Erica into another small fit as she walked over to Jack.
"Good job," she said a bit sarcastically. "You managed to do this without nearly getting us killed!" She smiled and slapped him on the butt. Jack smirked, but ducked immediately when the crew from the other ship started to fire upon them. Erica flattened herself to the deck and glared at Jack. "I take that back!"
Jack stood up after a moment and smirked, pulling out his compass. They had to get going if they were going to make good time. Will hopped around the deck, checking for.whatever he was checking. Erica was stretching out her legs to make sure she didn't get all cramped up. Being flexible had problems sometimes.
Will started to sharpen his sword. (AH! Dreamstrifer! Sharpen his sword! College gutter mind!) "Jack.. why was it that after you learned my name you agreed to help me?" He asked, turning towards the pirate. Jack drummed his hand son the steering wheel. "I'm not a simpleton, Jack. You knew my father," Will added.
"I knew 'im," Jack said. "Probably one of the few who knew him as William Turner. Everyone else just called him Bootstrap or Bootstrap Bill," he turned away from Will and looked forward. This boy was not going to like him in a moment.
"Bootstrap?" Will said, confused. What was this man talking about? Erica stopped stretching and sat still on one of the cannons. Oh yea, she had to just stop and watch. She's so nosy, like that.
"Good man," Jack said, continuing on. "Good pirate. I swear you look jus' like 'im," Will didn't say anything right away as he tried to put sense to this.
"Yep.He was a pirate!" Erica just had to put her two cents in. Will turned and glared at her. Perhaps adding her bit wasn't a smart idea.
"You lie!" He growled, pointing a finger at her. Erica shrieked and fell off the cannon. The darling, lovable, hot Will accused her of lying! He hated her! (Notice how she left out 'Taken') Will turned again towards Jack.
"It's not true," he said. His father couldn't have been a pirate. His mother wouldn't have lied to him. "He was a merchant; a good, respectable man who obeyed the law!" Jack rolled his eyes and turned abruptly away from the steering wheel.
"He was a bloody pirate, a scallywag," he said in an exasperated voice and turned back to steering. What was so hard to believe about the boy's father being a pirate? (Duh)
"My father," Will jerked out his sword and pointed it at Jack. "Was not a pirate!" Jack sighed. This was getting ridiculous.
"Put it away son. It's not worth you getting' beat again," He said, calmly. Erica respected him for that calm. If Will pointed a sword at her she was likely to keel over and die.
"You didn't beat me!" Will hissed. "In a fair fight I'd kill you!"
"Well, that's no incentive for me to fight fair than, is it?" He turned the wheel sharply, moving the sails, and sending will hang from a yard over the sea. Erica was by now chewing off her fingers. How could he hang on after being hit? And how come Jack was so smart for a pirate? Will struggled to keep his hold as Jack picked up the fallen sword.
"Now as long as yer jes' hanging there, pay attention. The only rules that really matter are these: What a man can do, and what a man can't do. For instance- you can accept that your father was a pirate AND a good man or ya can't. And me for example. I CAN let ya drown, but I CAN'T bring this ship in to Tortuga all by me onesies, savvy?" He turned without getting an answer and spun the steering wheel again. The yard that Will was dangling from swung back over deck, letting the boy fall onto the wood floor.
"Now." Jack flipped the sword in his hand and offered it to Will. Will looked at it curiously. "Can you sail under the command of a pirate? Or can ya not?" Will hesitantly took the sword and looked curiously up at Jack.
"Tortuga?" He tested the name. Jack smiled.
"Tortuga."
"With all the drunks and sluts and.nasties," Erica said, completely ruining the seriousness of the moment.. Jack rolled his eyes. Erica just smirked and walked over to give Will a hand up.
"They aren't all that bad, Missy," Jack said, looking down at his faithful compass. Erica rolled her eyes and walked around the deck.
"Yes," she said. "Because a model citizen is always drunk and makes the streets seem like walking through the ghetto is safe."
"You need a man, Missy," Jack said in the same voice that he used when he told Will to get a girl.
"I do not," she said quickly.
"Whatever you say," he answered then began humming. Erica grimaced. She really didn't like this song. It was.boring after a while and really got on her nerves. "Yo ho yo ho I pirates life fer me."
"Don't sing that!" Erica said pointing a finger at him. Jack smirked and looked straight at her.
"Drink up me 'earties yo ho!" He dared sing that much. Erica stalked towards him. When she was close enough she drew her leg back and tried to kick between his. Jack merely stepped out of the way and regarded her coolly.
"I wouldn't want to be you I if that foot ever connects," he said in a soft menacing voice. She failed to comprehend his warning.
"Why? Because I'll only find loose skin?" She snorted and walked down below deck. There had to be some food around here. "I'm hungry."
Jack snorted as he watched her go. She was a woman. She should be able to cook whatever she found in storage. "Go cook something. Fer me and Will too, Missy."
"I can't cook," she called as she walked back up on deck. She figured the ship was too big to explore for her. Actually it was due to her extensive laziness. "And if I could I wouldn't make you anything."
Jack frowned at her and looked at Will. One of them had to know how to cook and the boy was his best guess now. "You. Can you cook?" Will nodded numbly. He was still finding it hard to believe that his father was a pirate. His mother had told him so many things about his father's travels with the trading company.
"Good!" Jack said. "Go make us something to eat. I haven't had anything in a fortnight!" he added, patting his empty stomach. Will glared at the pirate, but didn't move.
"Perhaps you could ask and then he might consider it," Erica said quietly. This was like a road trip. People bickered over stupid things and got tired really fast. Only she didn't have her special huggy pillow to sleep with, or her 25-year-old Curious George.
"Fine," Jack shrugged "Will, you make food," he said. That was such a cheating line that there wasn't any good comeback. Will simply rolled his eyes and went below deck, just to be rid of Jack's presence.
"You're one of the most arrogant assholes I've met, Jack, "Erica said as she started to dig through her red bag. Jack ignored her and went back to steering. She had to find something in there. Anything. This was her bag, after all, and she kept some of the strangest things. "AH! Food!" She cried triumphantly, pulling out a bag of three-day-old Reese's Pieces. At this point, Jack became interested.
"Do you mind sharin', Missy?" He asked. Erica smirked and started down the stairs after Will.
"Hey, Will! I got some food that I'm willing to share!" She yelled, hopping down the stairs. Jack glared at her and started grumbling. He was hungry and she wasn't helping matters.
"Bloody Wench," he muttered under his breath. Erica came hopping back up the stairs, smiling.
"Jack? You want some?" She asked, holding up the bag. He smirked.
"Why, sure Missy, I'd love some!" He said in a sickly sweet voice. Sucking up as so easy.
"Then you'll have to apologize for calling me a wench," She said matter-o-factly. Of course there was going to be a catch to anything nice she did Jack scowled.
"I'm sorry, Milady; I shouldn't' have called a good, respectable woman like you a wench," he sighed melodramatically. Erica narrowed her eyes then shrugged. What more did she expect from him? Not anything really, but that was uncalled for.
"Here," she said, giving Jack a handful of the stale Reese's Pieces. He tossed them into his mouth and chewed. His eyes widened at the taste. It was sweet, but he couldn't even place what it was like.
"What are these called?" he asked quickly, still savoring the taste.
"Reese's Pieces," Erica said in a bored tone. She sat on the steps of the helm, staring out to the side. The waves made the ship crash up and down, causing her view of the sea to shift likewise.
"Got anymore?"
"Not for you."
Jack snorted at her answer and looked back at his compass. It was so easy to read if you knew what it meant. His thoughts drifted to Tortuga. The boy would be fine, but Missy would be causing some problems; he already knew.
"Missy?" He said, glancing at her. She was now leaning over the edge of one of the railings. Probably thinking of her cousin. She regarded him over her shoulder. "Ye can stay on the ship if ye want to."
She seemed to think about this for a moment. Stay on the ship and be bored out of her mind and risk sinking the ship, because she's so accident prone, or go with Jack and Will into town. In town she'd be getting groped to high hell and receiving many, many looks and comments that she would rather avoid.
"It'll be more fun in town," she said with a shrug and turned back towards the sea. Tortuga was probably nothing compared to her high school. Minus the guns and beer.
OK. That's the end to another chapter. I'm sorry that it's so short for the amount of time it took to post. I'm back in school and I'm already having problems there. Math is my killer since I'm never in the class. I have a tendency to be sick or at the hospital in during my eighth hour.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed and for being patient. And I'm really sorry about that author note, but ff.net it being a Meany to me. So...Please leave a review and I'll get back to ya as soon as I can.
Tora~
