DISCLAIMER: Pirates of the Caribbean isn't mine. Sigh. Adrian and Meg, however, are mine so you can't steal them!! Or you will be cursed!
Adrian sat on her bunk in the tiny room she was sharing with one other young woman. The captain had ordered that they stay below decks until the ship was well under way, so that is what they were doing.
" I am very excited, going to work for Governor Swann!" the young woman, who had introduced her self as Meg, was going on.
" That must be very exciting," Adrian said coolly with a smile. Meg's chocolate brown eyes sparkled at Adrian's simple remark. She was a warm, sweet girl a little over seventeen, making her two years older than Adrian. Adrian, however, looked like she could have been her older sister. Adrian was tall, towering a head over Meg. The things that Adrian had experienced in life also made her seem a bit wiser, older, and hardened.
" Oh, I wonder what my duties are to be?" Meg wondered aloud.
" Cooking, cleaning, doing laundry, the sort of things I would guess a maid would do. At least if one were to ever work for me!" Adrian joked, a rarity in itself. I guess getting off Tortuga was the right thing to do, Adrian thought, observing how she had somewhat loosened up. Or maybe it was just the bubbly mannerisms of Meg. For the next tow hours, Meg told Adrian of her life. It was the kind of life Adrian would have killed for, with loving parents with decent professions and lots of siblings. Meg's father certainly wasn't a ruthless pirate.
" What was your life like when you were growing up?" Meg asked suddenly. Adrian gazed at her for a moment, as if lost in thought. What am I supposed to tell her? Oh, my father was a pirate, who married my mother, who died when I was five on a voyage, which I was on, by the way. I was naughty, stole a gold coin, and am now paying for it in full, for I am cursed with a curse that the pirates scoffed at. After that episode, I went to live on Tortuga with my grandparents, where I have been shunned for my entire life, and am now running away from. I don't think so.
" Oh, it was pretty much just like your's," Adrian answered as convincingly as possible. Before Meg could ask anymore questions, the ship rolled and heaved frightfully. Well, at least to her it did. Adrian had never lost her sea legs, so she was fine. Adrian looked up from where she had been twisting her hands in her lap to the very pale face of Meg.
" Meg, are you alright?" Adrian asked as she scooted forward.
" I don't feel well at all," Meg moaned. Adrian picked up an empty bucket on the floor and handed it to Meg, who proceeded to empty the contents of her stomach into it. Adrian wrinkled her nose in disgust. It was obvious that Meg had never been on a ship before and was seasick. After she finished, Adrian helped her lay down on the bottom bunk and covered her with a blanket. She then walked up to the captain's cabin where many others were gathered.
" My bunkmate is seasick," she said.
" She'll need lot's of fluids, try tea. Keep a bucket handy and, if you can, try to get her on deck and in the fresh air," he said. Adrian nodded and headed back down to her room where she found that Meg was asleep. Adrian moved the bucket closer to her, then went back on deck.
Later the next day, Adrian went and got some food from the cook and brought it back to the room. Meg was sitting up in bed and looking much better.
" Oh, I am so hungry I could eat a cow!" she exclaimed as Adrian set the tray of food down on the tiny table.
" Eat it slowly and drink the tea," she ordered Meg, who smiled up at her.
" Thank you for taking such wonderful care of me," Meg said. Adrian smiled genuinely as she sat down in a chair. Meg began to eat, then stopped.
" Aren't you going to have any?" she asked.
" Oh, no, I already ate," Adrian answered.
" Oh, but you must try this cake," Meg said as she broke a small piece of it off.
" You need to eat it to regain your strength," Adrian said. She really did not want the cake.
" Eat it," Meg said firmly. Adrian was at a loss. She remembered the first time she had eaten food after the curse had taken effect. It had tasted like sand and was not a very pleasant experience. Meg still held out the cake. Reluctantly, Adrian took it and put it in her mouth. Meg watched her with shining eyes.
" Good, isn't it?" she asked. Adrian managed to keep from gagging as she smiled at her.
" Yes, it's very good," she said once she swallowed the accursed morsel. Much to Adrian's relief, this satisfied Meg and she didn't offer any more.
The next couple of days went smoothly. They reached Port Royal late in the evening. Meg and Adrian got off the ship together.
" Well, I am off to the governor's house," Meg said as she pulled her gloves on.
" Good luck," Adrian said for a lack of anything else. Meg looked at her for a moment, then, much to Adrian's shock, pulled her into a tight hug.
" Thank you so much for everything, Adrian!" she said. Adrian hugged her back.
" It was nothing,' she stammered.
" Oh, we must visit each other! Where are you staying?" Meg asked.
" At an inn in town. I'm not exactly sure which one, but when I am, I'll send you a note," Adrian said.
" Miss, we are ready to go!" the coachman from the governor's house said to Meg.
" Coming! Goodbye!" she said and hugged Adrian one last time.
" Goodbye!" Adrian called as Meg boarded the coach. She watched as the only friend she had ever known rode away. After the coach was out of sight, she picked up her bag and made her way into town, the light breeze whipping her sky blue dress around her legs and her hair in her face. Adrian walked rapidly down the street in search of a place to sleep. She could already see the full moon up in the dusky sky, and once night fell, she would be a walking skeleton. Adrian couldn't let that happen.
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(Mr. Gibbs telling story of Jack's escape)
Will - " What did he use for rope?"
Mr. Gibbs - "Uh"
Jack (walks over) - " Human hair. From my back."
Will and Mr. Gibbs - o.O
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I felt very ambitious today, so I wrote two, not one, but TWO new chapters for you all. Don't count on this much ambition everyday.
Pandagrrl: arched eyebrows are my favorite expression! And yes, it is good to be first at something. What was I first at in my life? Hmm I'll get back to you on that.