Song: Soul by Matchbox Twenty
Quote: "There was no escaping from it, or trying to deny it. There was no sugar coating or trying to convince yourself otherwise. What just happened bared all misconceptions that you've had, and you know deep down in the most secret part of your soul what you've been hiding from yourself all along. You were in love with Jack Sparrow."- Savvy?, by Mrs. Pitt. Go read it if you haven't. I love it almost as much as I love Jack.
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"Come on, There's no need fer swords. We can talk this out, like two civilized-" "Afraid?" Jesse spat. "What? No my dear, I should say not." Jesse's eyes flashed again. And, once again, Jack found himself at the blade of her sword. "Then draw." She said, so low it sounded like a growl. He drew. He wasn't about to stand around and be called a coward. "Well, you call yourself a pirate, les' see if ye' fight like one."
Jesse swung first. Their swords clashed together. Jack was surprised at the force of her swing. It was strong for a woman. Without missing a beat, she swung again. Jack didn't feel as if he was fighting. He still wasn't sure if he should. What if he hurt her? "Why aren't you fighting back? If I had wanted to just swing I would have picked a fight with the mast." She said. My God, Jack thought, she wasn't even breathing heavy.
Jack finally swung against her. Jesse glanced it off. "You call that a swing?" He grinned. She was a little tougher than he had thought. He swung again. This time she had a bit more trouble glancing it off. It was her turn to swing.
This time she caught more than sword. Her blade cut a small tear in his shirt and nicked his chest. It stung but Jack just smiled. "I'm impressed." "You shouldn't be."
Will had run to them when he heard swords clanging. When he got close enough to see them clearly he rolled his eyes and, if anyone had been listening, said "Damn pirates." He could see the cut across Jack's chest and the tiny trickle of blood that matched it on Jesse's sword.
"Adi! What are you doing?"
"No worries, Will, he's a big boy; he can handle himself."
"I think he was worried about you, dear."
"If I'm not mistaken, you're the one with the wound, Mr. Sparrow."
"Captain, Captain Sparrow."
"Who named you Captain? Unless it was your mother, I ain't callin' you Captain. Cause, I don't remember anyone taking that vote."
Will rolled his eyes again. "All right children. Please stop. Someone is going to get hurt."
"Someone already has." Jesse nodded at Jack.
"And who are you calling a child, son?"
"You and you're going to be called children as long as you keep acting like them."
Both Jack and Jesse dropped guard and nearly dropped their weapons.
"You want to run that by me again? I know you didn't insult the people holding swords."
"Yes Will, you should know better than to put me on edge."
"My point is if we're going to make it to this, Tortuga, you two will have to restrain from killing each other."
"Yes. Great idea." Jack sheathed his sword, more than happy. "What say ye, Jess? Truce?" he said, holding out his hand.
She raised an eyebrow and sighed, then sheathed her sword too. "Truce." She shook his hand.
Will smiled. "So then, do we have an accord?"
"I called truce, nothing to do with any accord." She looked at Jack. "You say anything about an accord?"
Jack shook his head and looked at Will. "You have a lot to learn about deals, boy. Your father knew something about him." Both Will and Jesse snapped their attention to Jack. Jesse's eyes widened; Will's mouth dropped. "You knew my father?" "You knew his father?" Jack realized he had made a mistake." Yes, I knew him." He said as he tried to sneak off but Jesse stepped in front of him. "Well I know I'd like to hear this story. Do tell, Jack."
"There's no story to tell. He was a good man, a good pirate." Will's eyes changed from scolding Jack to scalding. "It's not true, he was a merchant sailor; a good, respectable man who obeyed the law." Jack rolled his eyes at the boys ignorance. "He was a bloody pirate, a scallywag." He said. Jesse couldn't tell if Jack meant that or if he was saying it just to annoy Will. Will drew his sword and she backed away. She had seen Will like this before. She wasn't afraid of him, she just didn't want to hurt him if she had to defend herself.
"My father was not a pirate." He said, half yelling, to Jack. "Put it away, son. It's not worth you getting beat again."
"You didn't beat me; you ignored the rules of engagement. In a fair fight, I'd killed you."
"And that's no incentive for me to fight fair, is it?" Jack moved one of the sails so that the yard caught Will and swung him out over the see. Jesse ducked as the yard almost hit her and yelled for Jack to "Bring him back on deck!", but he ignored her.
"Now as long as you're just 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 you can't. But pirate is in your blood, boy, so you'll have to square with that someday. And me, for example, I can let you drown but I can't bring this ship into Tortuga all by me onesies, savvy? So." He swung him back on board and offered him his sword. Jesse sighed with relief. "Can you sail under the command of a pirate or can you not?"
Will gulped. "Tortuga, then?" he said eager to please. Jack laughed. "Tortuga!" Jesse was even more pissed than before. He had acted like she wasn't there. Again.
"Oh, I think I'm going to be sick." Will said quietly, heading to another part of the ship. Jack mumbled something to the effect of 'landlubber'. "Hey Jess! Catch!" Jesse turned around just as Jack tossed her dagger he had just pulled out of the deck to her. She hadn't expected it and gasped as she made sure it didn't stab her chest. It made a small cut on her forearm. Picking up the knife, she glared at Jack who laughed nervously.
"Sorry, it just...slipped." "Oh yes, It slipped. Truce? Truce my ass." "Awww, soar you lost?" She pulled her shirt up to keep from getting more blood on it. "I didn't lose. And you didn't win. It was...a draw." Jack walked over to Jesse and pulled her to him, to see the cut on her arm. Jesse suddenly felt small next to him. Had she really been brave enough to take him on. The feeling faded quickly and she looked from her arm to Jack. "It's not that bad."
He took a piece of cloth (don't ask ME where it came from. I get this second hand.) and tied it around her cut. She winced as he tightened it, but he didn't see. "Better?" he asked, if Jesse had cared he actually sounded sincere. "I never complained." "Aye, but I could see it in your eyes"
Jesse blinked a couple of times before smiling broadly. "You could see it in my eyes? You're joking, right?" she laughed. He pushed her shoulder back and got her to look at him. What if I wasn't?" He looked into her eyes and a shiver ran down her spine...
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Ha Ha! Another cliffy! Oh well... Go to www. Jacksparrow . Moonfruit. Com :free Jack Sparrow stuff! Oh, I do love Jack! Go hug your Jack muse, or borrow someone else. Unless it's mine. See you next time! Wasn't that long?
Quote: "There was no escaping from it, or trying to deny it. There was no sugar coating or trying to convince yourself otherwise. What just happened bared all misconceptions that you've had, and you know deep down in the most secret part of your soul what you've been hiding from yourself all along. You were in love with Jack Sparrow."- Savvy?, by Mrs. Pitt. Go read it if you haven't. I love it almost as much as I love Jack.
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"Come on, There's no need fer swords. We can talk this out, like two civilized-" "Afraid?" Jesse spat. "What? No my dear, I should say not." Jesse's eyes flashed again. And, once again, Jack found himself at the blade of her sword. "Then draw." She said, so low it sounded like a growl. He drew. He wasn't about to stand around and be called a coward. "Well, you call yourself a pirate, les' see if ye' fight like one."
Jesse swung first. Their swords clashed together. Jack was surprised at the force of her swing. It was strong for a woman. Without missing a beat, she swung again. Jack didn't feel as if he was fighting. He still wasn't sure if he should. What if he hurt her? "Why aren't you fighting back? If I had wanted to just swing I would have picked a fight with the mast." She said. My God, Jack thought, she wasn't even breathing heavy.
Jack finally swung against her. Jesse glanced it off. "You call that a swing?" He grinned. She was a little tougher than he had thought. He swung again. This time she had a bit more trouble glancing it off. It was her turn to swing.
This time she caught more than sword. Her blade cut a small tear in his shirt and nicked his chest. It stung but Jack just smiled. "I'm impressed." "You shouldn't be."
Will had run to them when he heard swords clanging. When he got close enough to see them clearly he rolled his eyes and, if anyone had been listening, said "Damn pirates." He could see the cut across Jack's chest and the tiny trickle of blood that matched it on Jesse's sword.
"Adi! What are you doing?"
"No worries, Will, he's a big boy; he can handle himself."
"I think he was worried about you, dear."
"If I'm not mistaken, you're the one with the wound, Mr. Sparrow."
"Captain, Captain Sparrow."
"Who named you Captain? Unless it was your mother, I ain't callin' you Captain. Cause, I don't remember anyone taking that vote."
Will rolled his eyes again. "All right children. Please stop. Someone is going to get hurt."
"Someone already has." Jesse nodded at Jack.
"And who are you calling a child, son?"
"You and you're going to be called children as long as you keep acting like them."
Both Jack and Jesse dropped guard and nearly dropped their weapons.
"You want to run that by me again? I know you didn't insult the people holding swords."
"Yes Will, you should know better than to put me on edge."
"My point is if we're going to make it to this, Tortuga, you two will have to restrain from killing each other."
"Yes. Great idea." Jack sheathed his sword, more than happy. "What say ye, Jess? Truce?" he said, holding out his hand.
She raised an eyebrow and sighed, then sheathed her sword too. "Truce." She shook his hand.
Will smiled. "So then, do we have an accord?"
"I called truce, nothing to do with any accord." She looked at Jack. "You say anything about an accord?"
Jack shook his head and looked at Will. "You have a lot to learn about deals, boy. Your father knew something about him." Both Will and Jesse snapped their attention to Jack. Jesse's eyes widened; Will's mouth dropped. "You knew my father?" "You knew his father?" Jack realized he had made a mistake." Yes, I knew him." He said as he tried to sneak off but Jesse stepped in front of him. "Well I know I'd like to hear this story. Do tell, Jack."
"There's no story to tell. He was a good man, a good pirate." Will's eyes changed from scolding Jack to scalding. "It's not true, he was a merchant sailor; a good, respectable man who obeyed the law." Jack rolled his eyes at the boys ignorance. "He was a bloody pirate, a scallywag." He said. Jesse couldn't tell if Jack meant that or if he was saying it just to annoy Will. Will drew his sword and she backed away. She had seen Will like this before. She wasn't afraid of him, she just didn't want to hurt him if she had to defend herself.
"My father was not a pirate." He said, half yelling, to Jack. "Put it away, son. It's not worth you getting beat again."
"You didn't beat me; you ignored the rules of engagement. In a fair fight, I'd killed you."
"And that's no incentive for me to fight fair, is it?" Jack moved one of the sails so that the yard caught Will and swung him out over the see. Jesse ducked as the yard almost hit her and yelled for Jack to "Bring him back on deck!", but he ignored her.
"Now as long as you're just 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 you can't. But pirate is in your blood, boy, so you'll have to square with that someday. And me, for example, I can let you drown but I can't bring this ship into Tortuga all by me onesies, savvy? So." He swung him back on board and offered him his sword. Jesse sighed with relief. "Can you sail under the command of a pirate or can you not?"
Will gulped. "Tortuga, then?" he said eager to please. Jack laughed. "Tortuga!" Jesse was even more pissed than before. He had acted like she wasn't there. Again.
"Oh, I think I'm going to be sick." Will said quietly, heading to another part of the ship. Jack mumbled something to the effect of 'landlubber'. "Hey Jess! Catch!" Jesse turned around just as Jack tossed her dagger he had just pulled out of the deck to her. She hadn't expected it and gasped as she made sure it didn't stab her chest. It made a small cut on her forearm. Picking up the knife, she glared at Jack who laughed nervously.
"Sorry, it just...slipped." "Oh yes, It slipped. Truce? Truce my ass." "Awww, soar you lost?" She pulled her shirt up to keep from getting more blood on it. "I didn't lose. And you didn't win. It was...a draw." Jack walked over to Jesse and pulled her to him, to see the cut on her arm. Jesse suddenly felt small next to him. Had she really been brave enough to take him on. The feeling faded quickly and she looked from her arm to Jack. "It's not that bad."
He took a piece of cloth (don't ask ME where it came from. I get this second hand.) and tied it around her cut. She winced as he tightened it, but he didn't see. "Better?" he asked, if Jesse had cared he actually sounded sincere. "I never complained." "Aye, but I could see it in your eyes"
Jesse blinked a couple of times before smiling broadly. "You could see it in my eyes? You're joking, right?" she laughed. He pushed her shoulder back and got her to look at him. What if I wasn't?" He looked into her eyes and a shiver ran down her spine...
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Ha Ha! Another cliffy! Oh well... Go to www. Jacksparrow . Moonfruit. Com :free Jack Sparrow stuff! Oh, I do love Jack! Go hug your Jack muse, or borrow someone else. Unless it's mine. See you next time! Wasn't that long?