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Chapter 3: A Rendezvous with the Captain
Faith lifted one corner of her skirt and hugged it to her chest as they walked carefully and quietly along the deck. She felt the dagger in her waistband and felt reassured that it was close by. Abbi led them to a cabin on the upper level and rapped three times.
There was no answer.
"Jack! Jack! Open this door!" Abbi called as she pounded on the heavy wooden door.
"Eh?" came a groggy voice from within the cabin. There was a rustling, a crash and a groan. Abbi put her hand to her head, letting out an exasperated sigh. The door swung open suddenly to reveal a tall man with black hair, a mustache, and a rum bottle in his hand.
His eyes opened wide for a moment before his mouth split into a lopsided grin. "Abbi!"
Abbi's hand appeared from nowhere to swat him hard across the face. He overreacted and fell back into the cabin. "You're drunk, you slaggard!" She stepped inside the cabin and shut the door, telling Faith to wait where she was.
Jack sat up, took another swig of rum, and looked up at Abbi. The figure swam in his gaze. "Well, 'ello there, Abbi's twin," he said to the air to the left of the irate piratess. "I don't believe we've met yet."
Abbi slapped him again. He yelped in pain and clasped his jaw. "Will you stop doing that?!"
"I expected you to be drunk, but this is just wrong! I have a new girl on board the ship and you decide to get drunker than you usually are! I'm sick of it, Jack! Get your act together, mate! You're the captain of this bloody ship! Now," Abbi said as she tucked her hair behind her ears and composed herself. "Faith!"
"Faith... what?" Jack said as the door opened slowly and a young girl slipped in.
"Well, 'ello there," Jack said as he surveyed the green-eyed slender teen. "'Ow did you get 'ere?"
Abbi explained the situation and Jack turned to Faith, who was still hovering near the door. "'Ello, Faith. My name's Captain Jack Sparrow, savvy?"
"Captain Jack Sparrow?!" Faith squealed and ran out the door of the cabin. Abbi and Jack exchanged a swift glance. Abbi shrugged and Jack ran after the girl. He caught her arm and turned her around to face him. There was fear in her eyes. He loosened his grip, but he did not let go. "Please let me go!" she whimpered.
"Calm down, love. Tell me why you ran from me," he said softly.
"You're Captain Jack Sparrow! I've heard the stories!" Faith said as she wrenched her wrist out of Jack's grasp.
"I don't doubt that," Jack said arrogantly, the turned his attention back to Faith, his eyes now as sober as they ever were. He took in the dagger at her waist. "Where'd you get that pretty blade?"
"Will Tur... I mean I found it!"
"What did you say?"
"I said I found it."
"Before that."
Faith shifted nervously. "Will."
"Will Turner?"
Faith nodded. "He's my friend."
"Oh."
There was a long silence.
"Please don't take me back to Port Royal, Captain!" Faith suddenly exclaimed.
"No worries, love. Come back to the cabin and we'll all talk about it."
Faith nodded and followed him back in the direction of the cabin, her skirt hugged to her chest once again.
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Happy Writing!
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Chapter 3: A Rendezvous with the Captain
Faith lifted one corner of her skirt and hugged it to her chest as they walked carefully and quietly along the deck. She felt the dagger in her waistband and felt reassured that it was close by. Abbi led them to a cabin on the upper level and rapped three times.
There was no answer.
"Jack! Jack! Open this door!" Abbi called as she pounded on the heavy wooden door.
"Eh?" came a groggy voice from within the cabin. There was a rustling, a crash and a groan. Abbi put her hand to her head, letting out an exasperated sigh. The door swung open suddenly to reveal a tall man with black hair, a mustache, and a rum bottle in his hand.
His eyes opened wide for a moment before his mouth split into a lopsided grin. "Abbi!"
Abbi's hand appeared from nowhere to swat him hard across the face. He overreacted and fell back into the cabin. "You're drunk, you slaggard!" She stepped inside the cabin and shut the door, telling Faith to wait where she was.
Jack sat up, took another swig of rum, and looked up at Abbi. The figure swam in his gaze. "Well, 'ello there, Abbi's twin," he said to the air to the left of the irate piratess. "I don't believe we've met yet."
Abbi slapped him again. He yelped in pain and clasped his jaw. "Will you stop doing that?!"
"I expected you to be drunk, but this is just wrong! I have a new girl on board the ship and you decide to get drunker than you usually are! I'm sick of it, Jack! Get your act together, mate! You're the captain of this bloody ship! Now," Abbi said as she tucked her hair behind her ears and composed herself. "Faith!"
"Faith... what?" Jack said as the door opened slowly and a young girl slipped in.
"Well, 'ello there," Jack said as he surveyed the green-eyed slender teen. "'Ow did you get 'ere?"
Abbi explained the situation and Jack turned to Faith, who was still hovering near the door. "'Ello, Faith. My name's Captain Jack Sparrow, savvy?"
"Captain Jack Sparrow?!" Faith squealed and ran out the door of the cabin. Abbi and Jack exchanged a swift glance. Abbi shrugged and Jack ran after the girl. He caught her arm and turned her around to face him. There was fear in her eyes. He loosened his grip, but he did not let go. "Please let me go!" she whimpered.
"Calm down, love. Tell me why you ran from me," he said softly.
"You're Captain Jack Sparrow! I've heard the stories!" Faith said as she wrenched her wrist out of Jack's grasp.
"I don't doubt that," Jack said arrogantly, the turned his attention back to Faith, his eyes now as sober as they ever were. He took in the dagger at her waist. "Where'd you get that pretty blade?"
"Will Tur... I mean I found it!"
"What did you say?"
"I said I found it."
"Before that."
Faith shifted nervously. "Will."
"Will Turner?"
Faith nodded. "He's my friend."
"Oh."
There was a long silence.
"Please don't take me back to Port Royal, Captain!" Faith suddenly exclaimed.
"No worries, love. Come back to the cabin and we'll all talk about it."
Faith nodded and followed him back in the direction of the cabin, her skirt hugged to her chest once again.
fadingimage: thank you so much for your review! Yours was the first one we got, and after checking for 2 days straight and seeing nothing, we were getting discouraged! When we saw your review, I swear I (Joey) started doing my happy dance! Thanks for your review! I hope you enjoyed this chapter!
Looking forward to more reviews! PLEASE REVIEW! No flames, but constructive criticism is welcome!
Happy Writing!
Ary & Joey