Brig
I know, it's been a long time, but school just started back up for me. You'll just have to bear with me. Updates won't be every other day anymore, but they will still be frequent. Fun Fact- Celia's appearance is VERY loosely based on what I used to look like.
Celia didn't bother waiting to feel the touch again. Hell no. She wasn't waiting to get the shit scared out of her. She was taking action. Well kind of. Did pinning Jack down and crawling on top of him, shrieking like a banshee, hugging onto his arm count as action? Celia hoped so. She'd REALLY hate to think she wasn't doing anything about the odd feeling.
"OH GOD! I'M GOING TO DIE!" She repeatedly screeched. Someone rested their hand on her neck. She knew no one was touching her, they'd all jumped back, and stared dumbfounded at her. No one was close enough to touch her, well, besides Jack. Oh damn her and her terrified ways,
"S-SOMETHING TOUCHED ME!" She screamed. She was going to die.
"Lass, nothing tou-" Jack tried to put in, but Celia had grabbed his collar, and started shaking him.
"YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND- SOMETHING TOUCHED ME!" She said the words long and drawn out. She felt someone- err- something touch her cheek. She jumped away from Jack, and emitted an ear-splitting shriek.
"CALM DOWN!" Jack said trying to shout over the screams. Upon realizing she wasn't listening he jumped on top of her, and slammed his hand over her mouth. The cold vanished (noticing the pattern? For those who aren't, well your kind of morons. I'm not one to talk though-).
"This is the third time today that you've started screaming, and jumped on me today, totally unprompted. Why are you doing that?" He asked removing his hand from her mouth. Oh God, she felt like an idiot. She was the only one feeling all this odd shit. Damn it. Why was bad stuff always happening to her?
She thought about what she should say. She had no clue what the hell was going on either. 'Well, I've periodically felt odd cold sensations, in which I'm getting touched by some unknown, though gentle, person.' That just didn't seem right. 'I'M GOING INSANE! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!" Nope, that wasn't quite right either. I mean, seriously, where would they run? They were on a ship.
"Errmm- I don't know?" She tempted, he didn't buy it, she could tell by the look on his face.
"How about temporary insanity?" She tried again.
"Didn't we already discuss that? There's nothing temporary about it, lass." Ok so he had her there. She could always whack the shit out of him, and run around circling his body singing, 'I Want a Banana." Then he would probably drop the subject. As appealing as that sounded, Celia's fears won out.
"Are you through?" Asked the cold voice of the scarred snake on opium (Celia's new nickname for Hart. Isn't it cute?)
"As much as I enjoyed your little show, I'm afraid I'll have to cut in. Gentlemen," Hart said turning to look at his crew, "take Miss Thomas, Mr. Sparrow-"
"CAPTAIN!" Jack cut in.
"-and his crew to the brig." He finished ignoring Jack's outburst.
"B-B-But y-you s-said-" Celia started out raged.
"I haven't broken any promises, or told any lies. I'll let you off at the next place we stop; Shark Island, but you will be coming with us. Nothing was said about after you get off, lass." He said turning around and walking off. Damn technicalities. They should rot in hell. A pirate grabbed her, hoisted her to her feet, and dragged her down to the brig.
Celia groaned as she hit the floor. The pirate had just tossed her in, and locked the door. Damn him. Damn them all. They should ALL die slow painful deaths. Everyone. Jack, his crew, everyone. Well, maybe not Ana Maria, but everyone else. She and Jack were the only ones in that cell; everyone else had been crammed into the other one. It looked really uncomfortable.
"I blame you for this." Celia said turning to look at Jack, confidence rising.
"How do you come by that, love?" He asked unperturbed.
"I don't know yet, but I'll think of something." She said turning back around, looking through the bars.
"Why did you tell Hart about he Diamond Dragon, but not me?" He asked interested. Like there was some big cover up. Moron.
"He looks scary, you look like a frog. He is scary, you're an idiot." She said matter-of-factly. He laughed.
"What?" She asked turning back to look at him.
"You need better insults, lass." He said smiling.
"You need a better face." Yeah! That was a good one. Celia imagined herself doing a little victory dance. Maybe it wasn't the best come back, but hey at least it wasn't 'You look like a frog.'
He looked at her and laughed. Amazing how easily he managed to make her feel like an idiot. She felt the numbing realization of how screwed she was. She lied to Hart's face, and she was going to have to be there when he figured out that Celia's fake cave was just that.
Well, the contest isn't over yet. I'll also accept nicknames of any kind. I don't care what kind of name it is. I think this is going to end next update, but it might not, it all depends. That's all the important stuff. Now it's time for me to start laughing for no reason. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! Okay, now that I've finished that, I can stop. Unless you don't want me too- ok I can take a hint, I'm done.
I know, it's been a long time, but school just started back up for me. You'll just have to bear with me. Updates won't be every other day anymore, but they will still be frequent. Fun Fact- Celia's appearance is VERY loosely based on what I used to look like.
Celia didn't bother waiting to feel the touch again. Hell no. She wasn't waiting to get the shit scared out of her. She was taking action. Well kind of. Did pinning Jack down and crawling on top of him, shrieking like a banshee, hugging onto his arm count as action? Celia hoped so. She'd REALLY hate to think she wasn't doing anything about the odd feeling.
"OH GOD! I'M GOING TO DIE!" She repeatedly screeched. Someone rested their hand on her neck. She knew no one was touching her, they'd all jumped back, and stared dumbfounded at her. No one was close enough to touch her, well, besides Jack. Oh damn her and her terrified ways,
"S-SOMETHING TOUCHED ME!" She screamed. She was going to die.
"Lass, nothing tou-" Jack tried to put in, but Celia had grabbed his collar, and started shaking him.
"YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND- SOMETHING TOUCHED ME!" She said the words long and drawn out. She felt someone- err- something touch her cheek. She jumped away from Jack, and emitted an ear-splitting shriek.
"CALM DOWN!" Jack said trying to shout over the screams. Upon realizing she wasn't listening he jumped on top of her, and slammed his hand over her mouth. The cold vanished (noticing the pattern? For those who aren't, well your kind of morons. I'm not one to talk though-).
"This is the third time today that you've started screaming, and jumped on me today, totally unprompted. Why are you doing that?" He asked removing his hand from her mouth. Oh God, she felt like an idiot. She was the only one feeling all this odd shit. Damn it. Why was bad stuff always happening to her?
She thought about what she should say. She had no clue what the hell was going on either. 'Well, I've periodically felt odd cold sensations, in which I'm getting touched by some unknown, though gentle, person.' That just didn't seem right. 'I'M GOING INSANE! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!" Nope, that wasn't quite right either. I mean, seriously, where would they run? They were on a ship.
"Errmm- I don't know?" She tempted, he didn't buy it, she could tell by the look on his face.
"How about temporary insanity?" She tried again.
"Didn't we already discuss that? There's nothing temporary about it, lass." Ok so he had her there. She could always whack the shit out of him, and run around circling his body singing, 'I Want a Banana." Then he would probably drop the subject. As appealing as that sounded, Celia's fears won out.
"Are you through?" Asked the cold voice of the scarred snake on opium (Celia's new nickname for Hart. Isn't it cute?)
"As much as I enjoyed your little show, I'm afraid I'll have to cut in. Gentlemen," Hart said turning to look at his crew, "take Miss Thomas, Mr. Sparrow-"
"CAPTAIN!" Jack cut in.
"-and his crew to the brig." He finished ignoring Jack's outburst.
"B-B-But y-you s-said-" Celia started out raged.
"I haven't broken any promises, or told any lies. I'll let you off at the next place we stop; Shark Island, but you will be coming with us. Nothing was said about after you get off, lass." He said turning around and walking off. Damn technicalities. They should rot in hell. A pirate grabbed her, hoisted her to her feet, and dragged her down to the brig.
Celia groaned as she hit the floor. The pirate had just tossed her in, and locked the door. Damn him. Damn them all. They should ALL die slow painful deaths. Everyone. Jack, his crew, everyone. Well, maybe not Ana Maria, but everyone else. She and Jack were the only ones in that cell; everyone else had been crammed into the other one. It looked really uncomfortable.
"I blame you for this." Celia said turning to look at Jack, confidence rising.
"How do you come by that, love?" He asked unperturbed.
"I don't know yet, but I'll think of something." She said turning back around, looking through the bars.
"Why did you tell Hart about he Diamond Dragon, but not me?" He asked interested. Like there was some big cover up. Moron.
"He looks scary, you look like a frog. He is scary, you're an idiot." She said matter-of-factly. He laughed.
"What?" She asked turning back to look at him.
"You need better insults, lass." He said smiling.
"You need a better face." Yeah! That was a good one. Celia imagined herself doing a little victory dance. Maybe it wasn't the best come back, but hey at least it wasn't 'You look like a frog.'
He looked at her and laughed. Amazing how easily he managed to make her feel like an idiot. She felt the numbing realization of how screwed she was. She lied to Hart's face, and she was going to have to be there when he figured out that Celia's fake cave was just that.
Well, the contest isn't over yet. I'll also accept nicknames of any kind. I don't care what kind of name it is. I think this is going to end next update, but it might not, it all depends. That's all the important stuff. Now it's time for me to start laughing for no reason. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! Okay, now that I've finished that, I can stop. Unless you don't want me too- ok I can take a hint, I'm done.