Woot! New Chappie!
IMPORTANT: Anybody know the surname Ana uses in the film? Please tell me if she even has one.
Elven elements- Of course it was medicinal!!! I also am not withdrawing my 'therapy' comment...
Me-yeah, I see where you're coming from on the whole J/A thing. But we need J/E stories as well, you know to kinda balance it out....*looks at list of stories, only to discover there are like way more J/E than J/A.* Ummmm......NO COMMENT
Alede- Course you aren't! Cheer for J/E shippers/pirates/merchants/schoolkids/etc. Oh, by the way, I'm glad you liked the hang over cure.
XPUNKROCKGODDESX- No, Jack and ME! Oh, sorry I mean Jack and Lizzie...
Disclaimer: I own nout.
Chapter Twenty-Three – The Crow's Nest
(Port Royale-Morning)
Loua had wasted no time in her search for the Commodore. He had apparently just returned from chasing the very ship she was after.
"I'm afraid we lost it early on. It's a very fast vessel."
"Quite, but which direction did it take?"
"My guess would be Tortuga, madam. Most pirates seem to enjoy it there. It's also a sanctuary town. The Navy has no jurisdiction. Why do you wish to know?"
Loua smiled prettily at the Commodore. She gave him a full blast of her weird eyes. He reeled. He tried to recover his composure, but Loua was too fast. There was no one else in the office. No one saw the kiss.
Hatred. That was what she could feel. A deep-rooted hate of pirates. The reason was buried too deep in his memory, but Loua could feel the hate. With some satisfaction, she noted that Captain Jack Sparrow also haunted the Commodore, mocking him and his precious Navy with his very existence.
But there was something else. Love. The interfering wench, in fact. The boy they'd captured, Will, seemed to have won her before James. And, now the girl was rendering herself agreeable to the very man James hated so much. How terribly convenient.
Loua drew away. James Norrington stared at her, before gulping. Loua smiled innocently.
"Commodore, I need that man, Sparrow, dead. Will you help me?"
There was a pause, in which Loua edged nearer. The Commodore nodded.
"I'll summon the crew of the 'Dauntless'."
"I'll reward you with your heart's desire."
Norrington, who had got up to leave, turned and looked at her questioningly.
"Elizabeth."
The Commodore stared wonderingly for another second, before going. Loua smiled yet again. She could hear her sisters being 'silent' in the hallway with out.
"Sisters! Prepare for a trip to Tortuga!"
(Tortuga-Afternoon)
All was well aboard the 'Black Pearl'. The crew were still lost amongst the many pleasurable buildings of the town. It didn't bother Jack in the slightest. He would gladly sacrifice a year in Tortuga for one day with Elizabeth Swann. Now, having dried from the earlier dip in the sea, Jack had led Elizabeth up into the Crow's Nest.
The view was wonderful. The golden coloured waves, with the sun glinting on them. They shimmered with every motion. It still amazed him that such beauty could all be in one place. And Jack wasn't looking at the sea.
Elizabeth was though. It was a brilliant view. You could see for miles, perhaps further. The ships below like a forest of masts, in vast contrast to the uncluttered sea.
Jack stood next to her, watching her delicate profile; her nose and mouth, perfectly shaped. Topped off by the waterfall of molten gold.
"You're lovely, did you know that?"
Elizabeth didn't look at him. She smiled slightly. Not 'beautiful'. Not 'pretty'. Lovely. Just lovely.
She felt his arms slip round her waist again. His lips brushed her shoulder.
"Jack! Don't, someone might see!"
"We're in Tortuga for cryin' out loud, no one'll mind!"
"I do. Stop it!"
Jack stopped kissing her. But stubbornly, he wouldn't let go of her waist. Elizabeth tried to move to climb back down. But Jack still silently refused to let go.
"I can't get down if you don't let go."
"Exactly."
She turned round to face him. He was smiling the way he did when he was getting away with something, and no one could stop him.
It reminded her of when they'd first met. When, after being handcuffed, he'd trapped her. And, much against the Commodore's wishes, had forced Elizabeth to collect his 'effects', and return them to him. She had seen that smile then, when Jack had looked over her shoulder at the Commodore in an I-bet-you-wish-you-were-me sort of way.
"Can't be too awful, can it? Just us. Just you an Captain Jack Sparrow."
"Oi! Love birds, get down 'ere!"
Jack rolled his eyes. Little sisters. Who wanted them?
"Coming, oh sweet Ana-Maria!"
There was a growl from below. Elizabeth stifled a giggle. She heard the sound of Will laughing though.
Jack hopped over the side, and Elizabeth followed. Once safely on deck, Ana turned her back on them. She started up toward the Crow's Nest.
"Have you gone funny in the head? Ana, we were up there a minute ago!"
"I know, but I wanted to look for meself at something. Can't do that with you whisprin' sweet nothings in each other's ears. Couldn't hear myself think."
Will had to try very hard not to laugh. He felt at least two of his ribs break in the process. The look of amused annoyance on Jack's face, with the righteous embarrassment of Elizabeth, was too much.
Jack shot a murderous glance at Will, who fought desperately to keep his straight face.
"Ana, I'm comin' up there!"
Ana, who had reached the top, leaned down, and shouted;
"Good for you! Shall I drop something on yer head?"
Jack ignored her quips, and shot up the rigging like a trained monkey.
Elizabeth, whose blush had not yet subsided, shaded her eyes to look out to sea. Will joined her. He could just make a slight speck, but it could have been a cloud.
Will looked sideways at his companion. Elizabeth's flaming cheeks had returned to normal. But when she caught him looking, her eyes went sharp like flint.
"What is it, Will?"
"Nothing. Jack really likes you."
Elizabeth looked uncomfortable at that. But in a strange way, as if she was uncomfortable to be looking uncomfortable. (A.N Ahh, how I love copy and paste...)
"Well, I wouldn't like him if he didn't like me."
Will smiled.
"Well you've got some power over him. He hasn't set foot in town." Will thought for a space. "Pretty strong power if you ask me."
Elizabeth grinned slightly. The English upper class did not encourage grinning, so it was rather a feeble attempt. Mind you, with competition like Jack aboard, there was no hope for any prizes. Will heard the Captain and first mate join them from down the ropes.
The look on Jack's face however, was far from a grin.
"What's wrong? Jack?"
Jack gestured toward the speck on the horizon.
"It's your bleedin' Royal Navy! They've teamed up with miss moony eyes!"
It took Will and Elizabeth a short time to comprehend this.
"Jack, I think that rum's finally got to your head!"
Jack waved his arms frantically.
"'The Raven'! The women in black! The one who tried to kill me!"
Will looked concerned. Elizabeth looked terrified, worried and about to cry all at once.
"Oh Jack! They can't come here! It's a sanctuary town, isn't it?"
Jack nodded, but he was running his hand over the smooth wheel agitatedly. Ana too seemed to have the stuffing taken out of her.
Will looked slightly more worried.
"But, they can't come here. I mean..."
"He can do what he bloody well likes. All he's got ta do is sail 'ere, and let the canon balls fly."
"I'll go and spread the news. We got more of a force than old Norrington."
Jack nodded as Ana sped off into the streets. Elizabeth noticed he didn't worry about Ana wandering alone in the streets. She was tough, and didn't let drunken pirate men stop her from doing anything.
Will looked from the approaching threat to the many ships docked in the bay.
"You're right that there's more ships Jack, but are there as many able- bodied seamen?"
"You're right lad. They'll probably be drunk, the lot of 'em. Still, it'll make it interesting, savvy?"
IMPORTANT: Anybody know the surname Ana uses in the film? Please tell me if she even has one.
Elven elements- Of course it was medicinal!!! I also am not withdrawing my 'therapy' comment...
Me-yeah, I see where you're coming from on the whole J/A thing. But we need J/E stories as well, you know to kinda balance it out....*looks at list of stories, only to discover there are like way more J/E than J/A.* Ummmm......NO COMMENT
Alede- Course you aren't! Cheer for J/E shippers/pirates/merchants/schoolkids/etc. Oh, by the way, I'm glad you liked the hang over cure.
XPUNKROCKGODDESX- No, Jack and ME! Oh, sorry I mean Jack and Lizzie...
Disclaimer: I own nout.
Chapter Twenty-Three – The Crow's Nest
(Port Royale-Morning)
Loua had wasted no time in her search for the Commodore. He had apparently just returned from chasing the very ship she was after.
"I'm afraid we lost it early on. It's a very fast vessel."
"Quite, but which direction did it take?"
"My guess would be Tortuga, madam. Most pirates seem to enjoy it there. It's also a sanctuary town. The Navy has no jurisdiction. Why do you wish to know?"
Loua smiled prettily at the Commodore. She gave him a full blast of her weird eyes. He reeled. He tried to recover his composure, but Loua was too fast. There was no one else in the office. No one saw the kiss.
Hatred. That was what she could feel. A deep-rooted hate of pirates. The reason was buried too deep in his memory, but Loua could feel the hate. With some satisfaction, she noted that Captain Jack Sparrow also haunted the Commodore, mocking him and his precious Navy with his very existence.
But there was something else. Love. The interfering wench, in fact. The boy they'd captured, Will, seemed to have won her before James. And, now the girl was rendering herself agreeable to the very man James hated so much. How terribly convenient.
Loua drew away. James Norrington stared at her, before gulping. Loua smiled innocently.
"Commodore, I need that man, Sparrow, dead. Will you help me?"
There was a pause, in which Loua edged nearer. The Commodore nodded.
"I'll summon the crew of the 'Dauntless'."
"I'll reward you with your heart's desire."
Norrington, who had got up to leave, turned and looked at her questioningly.
"Elizabeth."
The Commodore stared wonderingly for another second, before going. Loua smiled yet again. She could hear her sisters being 'silent' in the hallway with out.
"Sisters! Prepare for a trip to Tortuga!"
(Tortuga-Afternoon)
All was well aboard the 'Black Pearl'. The crew were still lost amongst the many pleasurable buildings of the town. It didn't bother Jack in the slightest. He would gladly sacrifice a year in Tortuga for one day with Elizabeth Swann. Now, having dried from the earlier dip in the sea, Jack had led Elizabeth up into the Crow's Nest.
The view was wonderful. The golden coloured waves, with the sun glinting on them. They shimmered with every motion. It still amazed him that such beauty could all be in one place. And Jack wasn't looking at the sea.
Elizabeth was though. It was a brilliant view. You could see for miles, perhaps further. The ships below like a forest of masts, in vast contrast to the uncluttered sea.
Jack stood next to her, watching her delicate profile; her nose and mouth, perfectly shaped. Topped off by the waterfall of molten gold.
"You're lovely, did you know that?"
Elizabeth didn't look at him. She smiled slightly. Not 'beautiful'. Not 'pretty'. Lovely. Just lovely.
She felt his arms slip round her waist again. His lips brushed her shoulder.
"Jack! Don't, someone might see!"
"We're in Tortuga for cryin' out loud, no one'll mind!"
"I do. Stop it!"
Jack stopped kissing her. But stubbornly, he wouldn't let go of her waist. Elizabeth tried to move to climb back down. But Jack still silently refused to let go.
"I can't get down if you don't let go."
"Exactly."
She turned round to face him. He was smiling the way he did when he was getting away with something, and no one could stop him.
It reminded her of when they'd first met. When, after being handcuffed, he'd trapped her. And, much against the Commodore's wishes, had forced Elizabeth to collect his 'effects', and return them to him. She had seen that smile then, when Jack had looked over her shoulder at the Commodore in an I-bet-you-wish-you-were-me sort of way.
"Can't be too awful, can it? Just us. Just you an Captain Jack Sparrow."
"Oi! Love birds, get down 'ere!"
Jack rolled his eyes. Little sisters. Who wanted them?
"Coming, oh sweet Ana-Maria!"
There was a growl from below. Elizabeth stifled a giggle. She heard the sound of Will laughing though.
Jack hopped over the side, and Elizabeth followed. Once safely on deck, Ana turned her back on them. She started up toward the Crow's Nest.
"Have you gone funny in the head? Ana, we were up there a minute ago!"
"I know, but I wanted to look for meself at something. Can't do that with you whisprin' sweet nothings in each other's ears. Couldn't hear myself think."
Will had to try very hard not to laugh. He felt at least two of his ribs break in the process. The look of amused annoyance on Jack's face, with the righteous embarrassment of Elizabeth, was too much.
Jack shot a murderous glance at Will, who fought desperately to keep his straight face.
"Ana, I'm comin' up there!"
Ana, who had reached the top, leaned down, and shouted;
"Good for you! Shall I drop something on yer head?"
Jack ignored her quips, and shot up the rigging like a trained monkey.
Elizabeth, whose blush had not yet subsided, shaded her eyes to look out to sea. Will joined her. He could just make a slight speck, but it could have been a cloud.
Will looked sideways at his companion. Elizabeth's flaming cheeks had returned to normal. But when she caught him looking, her eyes went sharp like flint.
"What is it, Will?"
"Nothing. Jack really likes you."
Elizabeth looked uncomfortable at that. But in a strange way, as if she was uncomfortable to be looking uncomfortable. (A.N Ahh, how I love copy and paste...)
"Well, I wouldn't like him if he didn't like me."
Will smiled.
"Well you've got some power over him. He hasn't set foot in town." Will thought for a space. "Pretty strong power if you ask me."
Elizabeth grinned slightly. The English upper class did not encourage grinning, so it was rather a feeble attempt. Mind you, with competition like Jack aboard, there was no hope for any prizes. Will heard the Captain and first mate join them from down the ropes.
The look on Jack's face however, was far from a grin.
"What's wrong? Jack?"
Jack gestured toward the speck on the horizon.
"It's your bleedin' Royal Navy! They've teamed up with miss moony eyes!"
It took Will and Elizabeth a short time to comprehend this.
"Jack, I think that rum's finally got to your head!"
Jack waved his arms frantically.
"'The Raven'! The women in black! The one who tried to kill me!"
Will looked concerned. Elizabeth looked terrified, worried and about to cry all at once.
"Oh Jack! They can't come here! It's a sanctuary town, isn't it?"
Jack nodded, but he was running his hand over the smooth wheel agitatedly. Ana too seemed to have the stuffing taken out of her.
Will looked slightly more worried.
"But, they can't come here. I mean..."
"He can do what he bloody well likes. All he's got ta do is sail 'ere, and let the canon balls fly."
"I'll go and spread the news. We got more of a force than old Norrington."
Jack nodded as Ana sped off into the streets. Elizabeth noticed he didn't worry about Ana wandering alone in the streets. She was tough, and didn't let drunken pirate men stop her from doing anything.
Will looked from the approaching threat to the many ships docked in the bay.
"You're right that there's more ships Jack, but are there as many able- bodied seamen?"
"You're right lad. They'll probably be drunk, the lot of 'em. Still, it'll make it interesting, savvy?"