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"This hell-cat," she said, "found an interesting little mouse. And marriage, dear friend, I have found is quite the game." Jack laughed at this and replied, "A good tomcat is bound to beat a mouse any day, luv."
"You forget Sparrow," Fiona said, "the mouse freed the lion..." She smiled a kind smile, "You know you stole my heart......" Her lips quirked into a slight frown and then lifted as if warmed suddenly, "he gave it back to me and his besides."
"I don't expect you to feel sorry for me Jack," said Fiona, "nor would I want that. I only hope someday, you'll understand why love is not only reserved for your precious Pearl."
"Now luv," Jack said, "you know your heart wasn't just what I wanted." He smiled his charming smile as his eyes flicked up and down. "Like my heart Jack," Fiona said, "it isn't mine to give to you." Jack still had a bit of a gleam in his eye. He clearly wasn't giving up here.
"Well luv," he said, "your heart may belong to your...mouse, but you don't need a heart to have a little fun now..."
A deep voice penetrated the heated conversation, "I'm afraid I won't I agree to that........" Jack's jaw dropped. Standing behind Fiona was a well built man in his twenties with hair of sand and fig-green eyes. The man continued, "By all means fun, but not with you, old chap."
"Love, be nice..." Fiona reprimanded him, "Mr. Sparrow has just suffered a great shock." The man chuckled, his green eyes filled with amusement at the look on Jack's face. Jack looked like he had been struck by lightening as the man went on. "Oh," he replied, putting a gentle hand on her shoulder, "and what would that be." She smiled up into her husbands face," Alas, rejection." Jack at this point looked like he had just sat on a cat.
The man pulled up a chair, sitting next to his glowing wife "So, Fi," he said, "aren't you going to introduce me to the man who seems so keen on stealing you away to a dark street corner?" Fiona was grinning by now. "But of course, unlike some, I do not forget my manners," she said eyeing Jack meaningfully,"Captain Jack Sparrow this is my husband, the mouse, Tobias." Jack's eyes widened as Tobias's hand crept up her leg, "I need somethin' bloody more than this ta drink."
Jack got up more drunkenly than usual and stopped a passing bar maid, "I'm a handsome fellow, ain't I?" The pretty bar wench looked at him oddly.
"Oh god, I'm losing me charms!"
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While Jack was...reminiscing Will and Elizabeth were sitting at their table, Elizabeth keeping as far away from the rum as was possible. They watched the girl turn Jack down, and then saw a man come up and chat with them. They saw bar fights and strumpets. While Will drank his rum his wife looked around. She saw women with very few clothes approaching pirates. She saw men drink themselves into oblivion. She saw Arden at the bar itself. She seemed at home there, drinking her rum. She was a solemn drinker apparently. Then Elizabeth saw Arden rise and go toward the back of the tavern.
"Will," Elizabeth said, "I'm going after Arden. I'll be back in a moment." Will didn't look pleased, but he nodded. Slipping past the men with their stares and their pinches, Elizabeth went toward the hall that Arden had disappeared down. It was a dark, dingy hall with very little light. She saw a door with a light underneath and heard the voices of a couple of women. She was about to knock when a strumpet tapped her on the shoulder, causing her to jump with fright.
"Well, missie," the strumpet said, "What ye be doin' 'ere?" Elizabeth stammered, at a loss for words. When she finally recovered her voice she said, "My friend came down here, I was looking for her." The woman was about her own age, though covered in makeup and a very low- cut dress. She smiled at Elizabeth with her cracked and painted red mouth.
"Well now dearie," she said. "You can just wait 'ere with us 'till your friend comes back."
Not sure how to refuse, Elizabeth followed the girl into the room. Inside were some chairs and even more strumpets. All of them looked like they would have seduced Jack in about ten seconds. The thought of this made Elizabeth chuckle. The sound of the strumpet's voice got Elizabeth out of her reverie.
"Now dearie," she said, "you didn't come 'ere all by yer onesies did you?" Elizabeth shook her head. "No," she said, "I came with my husband." At this all of the girls in the room laughed uproariously. "No really," said a blond in the corner, "yer 'usband? And is this 'usband a pirate?" When Elizabeth nodded again the whole room erupted with laughter.
"Now," said the first woman, "let me tell you about a woman who fell in love with a pirate. You know what story I'm talkin' about girls, don't ye?" All of them nodded, and the woman began.
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Claire was the most renowned of all the women on the island of Tortuga. Men would flock from miles just to catch a glimpse of her fiery red hair, her white skin, and her emerald green eyes. She was never without a client. Sometimes men would line up in the inn where she peddled her wares. She met some of the most fearsome pirates in the world. No one knew where she had come from, she was just there. Her greatest friend was a woman named Sarah Miller. Sarah had a small boy, which wasn't surprising considering her profession. The boy's name was Julian.
About two years after Claire had set up shop, she too had a child. This child was the pride and joy in her heart, though she didn't look like her mother. This child's hair was so dark a red that it was almost brown. Her eyes were so dark a brown that they were almost black with hints of green in them. Her skin was tanned like many of those on the island. But her mother thought her the most beautiful child in the world.
Claire kept her profession, but whenever she had a man to see her she sent the little girl away to Sarah and Julian for the night. One night a stranger came to see her. The girl never got to see his face for she was bustled out of the room so fast. The child stayed with her mother's friend for over a week before she was allowed back. The man was gone, but her mother seemed a little frightened.
Two days had passed, and Claire was sitting and talking with Sarah while the children played. The four year old daughter did well with the six year old boy Julian. They played hide and seek through the two rooms. It was the girl's turn to be 'it', so she counted as high as she could and went to look for Julian. When she got to her mother's room she saw men in red coats there. Her mother and Sarah were pressed against the wall, shaking in fear. A man in blue was shouting at Claire.
"Where is he you stupid girl?!" the man screamed. "You are defending a pirate, you idiot whore, just tell me where he is." Claire stood her ground and shook her head. The man in blue took out a pistol and aimed it at Sarah. The girl hiding closed her eyes so she didn't have to see what happened. BANG! Sarah fell to the floor, her eyes staring heavenward.
"Now you see," said the soldier, "what will happen when I am disobeyed." His eyes were blazing. "Now for the last time you STUPID GIRL," he screamed. "WHERE IS THE PIRATE?!"
Claire shook her head and held it high. She closed her eyes so she wouldn't have to see the pistol raised for her. BANG!
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"And so the soldier killed her, and...." The strumpet stopped. All eyes turned towards the door, including Elizabeth's. In the doorway was Arden, and her eyes were blazing.
"Well?" she said, her voice deadly quiet. Not a soul spoke. "Well?" she said again. "Why don't you finish the story?" Her voice was raising now. "Why don't you tell her what happened next? About how after Claire Hawkins was dead, the soldier took her daughter, questioned her, beat her senseless, and dumped her overboard!" She was screaming now. "Tell her what happened to my mother!"
The women didn't dare to speak as Arden said this, and when she stopped they stared at her. Arden motioned for Elizabeth to come with her and the two girls exited the cramped room. Elizabeth followed Arden back through the dark hallway, the pinches, all the way back to the table. Bewildered, she sat back down with Will.
*****
Arden stalked through the crowded tavern back to her seat. As she was walking, a man grabbed her from around the waist and tried to pull her out of the tavern. Unable to struggle because her arms were pinioned, the man got her out. He held a dagger to her throat and said, "Just what I need, a fresh whore." Arden closed her eyes expecting the worst when....
"I don't think that's very nice mate..."
**This chapter is dedicated to the creator of Fiona, 'cause she wrote all Fiona's lines **
"This hell-cat," she said, "found an interesting little mouse. And marriage, dear friend, I have found is quite the game." Jack laughed at this and replied, "A good tomcat is bound to beat a mouse any day, luv."
"You forget Sparrow," Fiona said, "the mouse freed the lion..." She smiled a kind smile, "You know you stole my heart......" Her lips quirked into a slight frown and then lifted as if warmed suddenly, "he gave it back to me and his besides."
"I don't expect you to feel sorry for me Jack," said Fiona, "nor would I want that. I only hope someday, you'll understand why love is not only reserved for your precious Pearl."
"Now luv," Jack said, "you know your heart wasn't just what I wanted." He smiled his charming smile as his eyes flicked up and down. "Like my heart Jack," Fiona said, "it isn't mine to give to you." Jack still had a bit of a gleam in his eye. He clearly wasn't giving up here.
"Well luv," he said, "your heart may belong to your...mouse, but you don't need a heart to have a little fun now..."
A deep voice penetrated the heated conversation, "I'm afraid I won't I agree to that........" Jack's jaw dropped. Standing behind Fiona was a well built man in his twenties with hair of sand and fig-green eyes. The man continued, "By all means fun, but not with you, old chap."
"Love, be nice..." Fiona reprimanded him, "Mr. Sparrow has just suffered a great shock." The man chuckled, his green eyes filled with amusement at the look on Jack's face. Jack looked like he had been struck by lightening as the man went on. "Oh," he replied, putting a gentle hand on her shoulder, "and what would that be." She smiled up into her husbands face," Alas, rejection." Jack at this point looked like he had just sat on a cat.
The man pulled up a chair, sitting next to his glowing wife "So, Fi," he said, "aren't you going to introduce me to the man who seems so keen on stealing you away to a dark street corner?" Fiona was grinning by now. "But of course, unlike some, I do not forget my manners," she said eyeing Jack meaningfully,"Captain Jack Sparrow this is my husband, the mouse, Tobias." Jack's eyes widened as Tobias's hand crept up her leg, "I need somethin' bloody more than this ta drink."
Jack got up more drunkenly than usual and stopped a passing bar maid, "I'm a handsome fellow, ain't I?" The pretty bar wench looked at him oddly.
"Oh god, I'm losing me charms!"
****
While Jack was...reminiscing Will and Elizabeth were sitting at their table, Elizabeth keeping as far away from the rum as was possible. They watched the girl turn Jack down, and then saw a man come up and chat with them. They saw bar fights and strumpets. While Will drank his rum his wife looked around. She saw women with very few clothes approaching pirates. She saw men drink themselves into oblivion. She saw Arden at the bar itself. She seemed at home there, drinking her rum. She was a solemn drinker apparently. Then Elizabeth saw Arden rise and go toward the back of the tavern.
"Will," Elizabeth said, "I'm going after Arden. I'll be back in a moment." Will didn't look pleased, but he nodded. Slipping past the men with their stares and their pinches, Elizabeth went toward the hall that Arden had disappeared down. It was a dark, dingy hall with very little light. She saw a door with a light underneath and heard the voices of a couple of women. She was about to knock when a strumpet tapped her on the shoulder, causing her to jump with fright.
"Well, missie," the strumpet said, "What ye be doin' 'ere?" Elizabeth stammered, at a loss for words. When she finally recovered her voice she said, "My friend came down here, I was looking for her." The woman was about her own age, though covered in makeup and a very low- cut dress. She smiled at Elizabeth with her cracked and painted red mouth.
"Well now dearie," she said. "You can just wait 'ere with us 'till your friend comes back."
Not sure how to refuse, Elizabeth followed the girl into the room. Inside were some chairs and even more strumpets. All of them looked like they would have seduced Jack in about ten seconds. The thought of this made Elizabeth chuckle. The sound of the strumpet's voice got Elizabeth out of her reverie.
"Now dearie," she said, "you didn't come 'ere all by yer onesies did you?" Elizabeth shook her head. "No," she said, "I came with my husband." At this all of the girls in the room laughed uproariously. "No really," said a blond in the corner, "yer 'usband? And is this 'usband a pirate?" When Elizabeth nodded again the whole room erupted with laughter.
"Now," said the first woman, "let me tell you about a woman who fell in love with a pirate. You know what story I'm talkin' about girls, don't ye?" All of them nodded, and the woman began.
****
Claire was the most renowned of all the women on the island of Tortuga. Men would flock from miles just to catch a glimpse of her fiery red hair, her white skin, and her emerald green eyes. She was never without a client. Sometimes men would line up in the inn where she peddled her wares. She met some of the most fearsome pirates in the world. No one knew where she had come from, she was just there. Her greatest friend was a woman named Sarah Miller. Sarah had a small boy, which wasn't surprising considering her profession. The boy's name was Julian.
About two years after Claire had set up shop, she too had a child. This child was the pride and joy in her heart, though she didn't look like her mother. This child's hair was so dark a red that it was almost brown. Her eyes were so dark a brown that they were almost black with hints of green in them. Her skin was tanned like many of those on the island. But her mother thought her the most beautiful child in the world.
Claire kept her profession, but whenever she had a man to see her she sent the little girl away to Sarah and Julian for the night. One night a stranger came to see her. The girl never got to see his face for she was bustled out of the room so fast. The child stayed with her mother's friend for over a week before she was allowed back. The man was gone, but her mother seemed a little frightened.
Two days had passed, and Claire was sitting and talking with Sarah while the children played. The four year old daughter did well with the six year old boy Julian. They played hide and seek through the two rooms. It was the girl's turn to be 'it', so she counted as high as she could and went to look for Julian. When she got to her mother's room she saw men in red coats there. Her mother and Sarah were pressed against the wall, shaking in fear. A man in blue was shouting at Claire.
"Where is he you stupid girl?!" the man screamed. "You are defending a pirate, you idiot whore, just tell me where he is." Claire stood her ground and shook her head. The man in blue took out a pistol and aimed it at Sarah. The girl hiding closed her eyes so she didn't have to see what happened. BANG! Sarah fell to the floor, her eyes staring heavenward.
"Now you see," said the soldier, "what will happen when I am disobeyed." His eyes were blazing. "Now for the last time you STUPID GIRL," he screamed. "WHERE IS THE PIRATE?!"
Claire shook her head and held it high. She closed her eyes so she wouldn't have to see the pistol raised for her. BANG!
****
"And so the soldier killed her, and...." The strumpet stopped. All eyes turned towards the door, including Elizabeth's. In the doorway was Arden, and her eyes were blazing.
"Well?" she said, her voice deadly quiet. Not a soul spoke. "Well?" she said again. "Why don't you finish the story?" Her voice was raising now. "Why don't you tell her what happened next? About how after Claire Hawkins was dead, the soldier took her daughter, questioned her, beat her senseless, and dumped her overboard!" She was screaming now. "Tell her what happened to my mother!"
The women didn't dare to speak as Arden said this, and when she stopped they stared at her. Arden motioned for Elizabeth to come with her and the two girls exited the cramped room. Elizabeth followed Arden back through the dark hallway, the pinches, all the way back to the table. Bewildered, she sat back down with Will.
*****
Arden stalked through the crowded tavern back to her seat. As she was walking, a man grabbed her from around the waist and tried to pull her out of the tavern. Unable to struggle because her arms were pinioned, the man got her out. He held a dagger to her throat and said, "Just what I need, a fresh whore." Arden closed her eyes expecting the worst when....
"I don't think that's very nice mate..."
**This chapter is dedicated to the creator of Fiona, 'cause she wrote all Fiona's lines **