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Jack tried his best to look inconspicuous as he walked the wharf eyeing the ships docked there, bobbing quietly. Every so often he would look over his shoulder, just to check as to make sure he was not being tailed and also to see if Mare had awoken. He had propped her up against a few water barrels, and she was still slumbering soundly. Unfortunately for Jack, he was catching malicious looks from sailors and captains alike. He half smiled and waved, but his actions only deepened their glares. He tried a full smile and pointed at a ship.
"Beautiful boat." A rather large, portly sailor stood and walked over to Jack, thrusting his face into Jack's.
"And what's it to you? Scum." Jack opened his mouth and closed it a few times, then smiled.
"Ah, well...nothing." The sailor snatched a fistful of Jack's shirt.
"I ought to kill you right here, pirate." He spat the last word. Jack tried his best to look hurt and innocent.
"Are you...are you accusing me of being a pirate? How dare—" The sailor grasped Jack's wrist and eyed the branded P on his wrist. Jack looked crest fallen.
"Oh, that? Well that calls for quite an interesting story, actually. Now I was with this lass—" A loud growl erupted from the sailor. By now a few other sailors had surrounded them wielding clubs and daggers. Jack began to get desperate. The sailor holding Jack grinned.
"Time to go to sleep now." Before he could swing his fist, a hand shook his shoulder. He turned to see Mare looking wide eyed and frightened. The sailor sneered.
"What you be want'in whelp?" She pointed to the ship, the sailor's ship if she was correct. The sailor looked confused.
"What? Danmit girl speak." Jack squirmed slightly.
"I don't think she can." Another sailor, who held a blunt blade, spoke up.
"Maybe someone sneaked onto the ship, Johnson." The sailor released Jack, and started to the ship.
"Lads! Check every part of the ship. Go!" Jack was released and the sailors started running toward their ship, shouting at one another. Jack straightened his shirt and hat. Then he grabbed Mare by the arm and they both ran as fast as they could toward a small rowboat. Mare leapt in and started to untie the ropes while Jack reached for the oars.
"Um, where the oars?" Mare looked up sharply and spotted them propped up on some boxes of tobacco. She leapt out and ran to grab them, but was dismayed to see that the sailors had seen through her trick and were running to finish what they had started. Mare grimaced as she tried to haul the oars back to the boat. Jack waved his arms franticly.
"Let's escape from the ogres today love!" Mare grunted as she threw the oars into the rowboat and shoved the boat forward. She had begun to leap in, right as a sailor snatched her shirt, hauling her backward out of the boat. She kicked and struggled, but the sailor just laughed.
"What cha gonna do now Pirate? I got your—ugh!" The sailor keeled over and let out a long string of curses, of course releasing Mare. She leapt off the dock and began swimming to Jack who was waiting only a little ways off. She looked behind her to see the sailor who she had stabbed in the groin pull out a pistol. "Bloody bitch!" He yelped. At the exact same moment two shots shattered the air, and Mare shrieked as her arm began to bleed profusely. She turned back to see the sailor bobbing in the water face down, blood coloring the water around him. Suddenly all her strength left her and all she could do was stare at the body. Within moments an arm circled around her waist and hauled her upwards. She coughed and sputtered as she landed in the bottom of the rowboat, looking at a caged lobster squarely in the eye. She sat up clutching her arm, and looked wide-eyed at Jack. Jack shook his head. "It wasn't me love, I didn't shoot 'em"
Jack tried his best to look inconspicuous as he walked the wharf eyeing the ships docked there, bobbing quietly. Every so often he would look over his shoulder, just to check as to make sure he was not being tailed and also to see if Mare had awoken. He had propped her up against a few water barrels, and she was still slumbering soundly. Unfortunately for Jack, he was catching malicious looks from sailors and captains alike. He half smiled and waved, but his actions only deepened their glares. He tried a full smile and pointed at a ship.
"Beautiful boat." A rather large, portly sailor stood and walked over to Jack, thrusting his face into Jack's.
"And what's it to you? Scum." Jack opened his mouth and closed it a few times, then smiled.
"Ah, well...nothing." The sailor snatched a fistful of Jack's shirt.
"I ought to kill you right here, pirate." He spat the last word. Jack tried his best to look hurt and innocent.
"Are you...are you accusing me of being a pirate? How dare—" The sailor grasped Jack's wrist and eyed the branded P on his wrist. Jack looked crest fallen.
"Oh, that? Well that calls for quite an interesting story, actually. Now I was with this lass—" A loud growl erupted from the sailor. By now a few other sailors had surrounded them wielding clubs and daggers. Jack began to get desperate. The sailor holding Jack grinned.
"Time to go to sleep now." Before he could swing his fist, a hand shook his shoulder. He turned to see Mare looking wide eyed and frightened. The sailor sneered.
"What you be want'in whelp?" She pointed to the ship, the sailor's ship if she was correct. The sailor looked confused.
"What? Danmit girl speak." Jack squirmed slightly.
"I don't think she can." Another sailor, who held a blunt blade, spoke up.
"Maybe someone sneaked onto the ship, Johnson." The sailor released Jack, and started to the ship.
"Lads! Check every part of the ship. Go!" Jack was released and the sailors started running toward their ship, shouting at one another. Jack straightened his shirt and hat. Then he grabbed Mare by the arm and they both ran as fast as they could toward a small rowboat. Mare leapt in and started to untie the ropes while Jack reached for the oars.
"Um, where the oars?" Mare looked up sharply and spotted them propped up on some boxes of tobacco. She leapt out and ran to grab them, but was dismayed to see that the sailors had seen through her trick and were running to finish what they had started. Mare grimaced as she tried to haul the oars back to the boat. Jack waved his arms franticly.
"Let's escape from the ogres today love!" Mare grunted as she threw the oars into the rowboat and shoved the boat forward. She had begun to leap in, right as a sailor snatched her shirt, hauling her backward out of the boat. She kicked and struggled, but the sailor just laughed.
"What cha gonna do now Pirate? I got your—ugh!" The sailor keeled over and let out a long string of curses, of course releasing Mare. She leapt off the dock and began swimming to Jack who was waiting only a little ways off. She looked behind her to see the sailor who she had stabbed in the groin pull out a pistol. "Bloody bitch!" He yelped. At the exact same moment two shots shattered the air, and Mare shrieked as her arm began to bleed profusely. She turned back to see the sailor bobbing in the water face down, blood coloring the water around him. Suddenly all her strength left her and all she could do was stare at the body. Within moments an arm circled around her waist and hauled her upwards. She coughed and sputtered as she landed in the bottom of the rowboat, looking at a caged lobster squarely in the eye. She sat up clutching her arm, and looked wide-eyed at Jack. Jack shook his head. "It wasn't me love, I didn't shoot 'em"