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Chapter Two: La Paz
The crew of The Black Pearl came into the port of La Paz shortly after dawn the same morning Jack blew up The Dauntless. Deciding that they needed to act as quickly as possible, Gibbs and Anamaria went into town together while the rest of the crew stayed behind on the Pearl so they could get ready to make way as soon as they came back.
"Well, gett'n to port was easy 'nough, now we haveta find th' wench," Gibbs stated as he and Anamaria took in their surroundings in a meek attempt to hope that there was a big sign that pointed them to a female paid killer.
Anamaria glared at Gibbs' comment, but let it go this time, "Maybe we should find th' local pub – not to drink," Ana quickly added when she saw Gibbs' hopeful look, "but to ask th' drunks for 'er whereabouts because they do'n know what they be sayin'," She finished.
They found the pub quickly enough, and noticed immediately that the only people in there were either passed out from the night before or cleaning up the messes from the brawls from the night before. Deciding to take a chance on a conscious person, Gibbs walked up to a barmaid, "'scuse me, miss, but I was wonderin' if ye know th' whereabouts of a woman nam'd Rachel Finch?" he asked politely.
The girl let a look of shock come across her face, but she recovered quickly, saying "Sorry, never heard of 'er." And with that turned back around to the bar, trying to escape the questions. The first thing Gibbs and Anamaria noticed was that she had an interesting accent, part Cockney and part cultured British; it was an American accent, which was very rare, especially around these parts. People in America did not leave, unless there was a very good reason to be leaving.
Ana followed the girl to the bar and continued her persuading, "Do'n get me wrong, I ain't no officer comin' to arrest 'er, I am, in fact, lookin' for 'er services." The girl kept on going around the bar picking up and acting like the two pirates weren't there anymore. "Please miss, me friend's life's in danger, I need yer help," Gibbs pleaded with her, trying his hardest to find this woman.
The barmaid paused, turned around with a mug and cloth in her hand, and said, "Alright, I'll help you. Just give me a minute." She turned back towards the bar to put down the mug and cloth and wiped her hands on her maroon dress that matched nicely with her chestnut brown hair. She turned back to them.
"Follow me, I don't want anyone to hear us," she beckoned them to the back hallway and into the first door on the left. The room was a decent size, with a nice bed, dresser, and desk. On the desk there appeared to be maps and quills lying around, and at the foot of the bed was a good sized trunk clasped closed.
She pulled out two chairs and she herself sat at the chair that went with the desk. Once the pirates sat down, she asked, "What is it you two need?"
They looked a bit taken aback, realizing that this must be the woman they were looking for. But just to make sure... "So, yer Miss. Finch, then?"
"Yes, what is it you want?" she asked again, a little impatiently.
"Well, this is what happened," Ana began the tale of their Captain who needed to "borrow" a map and ended up causing a ship to explode in the middle of the night in a town that doesn't exactly take kindly to pirates. "..an' I know this be short notice, but if ye could give us an answer as fast as possible, we would be very much obliged, seein' as his hangin' is tonight and all." Ana finished.
Gibbs spoke up, "An' o' course, we'd pay ye, but lately we have'n any plunder because we be focusin' on gettin' th' bigger prize – th' Treasure of th' Mayans. Once we get our Cap'n back, he'll take us ther and ye can 'ave a share in th' treasure. What say you?"
"Who is your Captain?" Rachel asked.
Feeling foolish that neither of them had thought of telling her the name of the person she was to rescue, they both said in unison, "Cap'n Jack Sparrow."
Rachel thought about it, and just to confirm it, asked, "The Treasure of the Mayans, you say?"
"Aye," came the response.
"Alright, I'll do it." Ana and Gibbs jumped up out of their chairs, eager to get back to Port Royal. "Let's not waste any more time and leave now, will you help me with my trunk?" she asked, grabbing things off her desk and shoving them into a pack. When she looked up, Ana and Gibbs were already out the door, carrying her trunk with them.
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It was about noon and the crew and Rachel had just finished eating lunch, although no one seemed to be that hungry out of nerves. Rachel tried to set their minds at ease by telling them of her past jobs and that she came highly recommended, but it wasn't until later that she realized the crew was probably uneasy because she was, in fact, an assassin, a cold-blooded killer, hired to save their captain, and in the meanwhile, sleeping on the same ship with them. It took a while for them to get used to the idea, but about when they were about one hour away from Port Royal, as they listened to her jokes and helped out on deck even though she wasn't expected to, did they then begin to think of her as anyone else.
"Mr. Gibbs," Rachel began, "if you don't mind me asking, why did you choose me to save your captain? I'm an assassin, the fields of killin' and savin' are very far apart."
"Ye know William Turner?" Gibbs asked, not taking his eyes from the horizon and adjusted the course of the Pearl.
"Yes, I know Will. When I was coming from America, he and I traveled on the same ship to the Caribbean. I had to switch ships half-way through the voyage because the first one I was on didn' go all the way to the Caribbean, so I got on a ship comin' from England, and that's when I met him. Why?"
"He recommend'd ye. Said if ye could'n save Jack, no one could,"
Rachel smiled. "Well, that was nice of him to remember me. Haven't seen him in... 2 years now. How is he?"
"Marri'd an' soon to be expectin' a little one from th' wife. Name's Elizabeth. Very nice lass, got a sharp tongue, tha' one."
Rachel looked relieved, "Oh, I'm so happy for him. Don't tell him this, but for a while I kind of thought he was... what would be the term... a eunuch." Gibbs laughed out loud when she said that, and Rachel grinned, "Do not tell him that, Mr. Gibbs, or I will have your hide!" she joked.
"Do'n worry lass, I wo'n. I jest think it funny because Jack said th' same thing! Speakin' of Jack," Gibbs turned serious, "do ye really think ye can get 'im outta there?"
"No worries, I'll think of somethin' once I see what this place is like, the surroundin's and such. I'll get Captain Sparrow out of there if I have to shoot every last man in tha' town, because I said I would save him, and I keep to my word. All you and your crew 'ave to do is stay hidden and keep a sharp eye for us so we can start to make way as quickly as possible." Rachel stated firmly. Gibbs noticed that the longer she spoke, the more her talk became
"S'pose tha's why Will recommend'd ye," Gibbs said with a chuckle.
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After changing out of her dress and into a white blouse, dark trousers, Ana adding 2 cutlasses and a revolver to her leather belt that she got from her trunk that was placed in the captain's quarters, she and Gibbs began rowing to shore. Gibbs showed Rachel where the hanging would take place and where the governor and the commodore would be. As Rachel took a good look at the place and spotting a cliff that would probably serve as their passage to freedom, Gibbs continued to talk, "..Will can'n come to Jack's rescue because he says the'll be watchin' 'im closely on account of 'im savin' Jack last time."
"Mmhmm," Rachel mumbled, only half listening, "Why don't you get back to the Pearl, I think I've got a plan..."
********** Same deal as last time please – I don't know if I should keep writing unless u tell me to so PLEASE review for me? Thanks much!
Chapter Two: La Paz
The crew of The Black Pearl came into the port of La Paz shortly after dawn the same morning Jack blew up The Dauntless. Deciding that they needed to act as quickly as possible, Gibbs and Anamaria went into town together while the rest of the crew stayed behind on the Pearl so they could get ready to make way as soon as they came back.
"Well, gett'n to port was easy 'nough, now we haveta find th' wench," Gibbs stated as he and Anamaria took in their surroundings in a meek attempt to hope that there was a big sign that pointed them to a female paid killer.
Anamaria glared at Gibbs' comment, but let it go this time, "Maybe we should find th' local pub – not to drink," Ana quickly added when she saw Gibbs' hopeful look, "but to ask th' drunks for 'er whereabouts because they do'n know what they be sayin'," She finished.
They found the pub quickly enough, and noticed immediately that the only people in there were either passed out from the night before or cleaning up the messes from the brawls from the night before. Deciding to take a chance on a conscious person, Gibbs walked up to a barmaid, "'scuse me, miss, but I was wonderin' if ye know th' whereabouts of a woman nam'd Rachel Finch?" he asked politely.
The girl let a look of shock come across her face, but she recovered quickly, saying "Sorry, never heard of 'er." And with that turned back around to the bar, trying to escape the questions. The first thing Gibbs and Anamaria noticed was that she had an interesting accent, part Cockney and part cultured British; it was an American accent, which was very rare, especially around these parts. People in America did not leave, unless there was a very good reason to be leaving.
Ana followed the girl to the bar and continued her persuading, "Do'n get me wrong, I ain't no officer comin' to arrest 'er, I am, in fact, lookin' for 'er services." The girl kept on going around the bar picking up and acting like the two pirates weren't there anymore. "Please miss, me friend's life's in danger, I need yer help," Gibbs pleaded with her, trying his hardest to find this woman.
The barmaid paused, turned around with a mug and cloth in her hand, and said, "Alright, I'll help you. Just give me a minute." She turned back towards the bar to put down the mug and cloth and wiped her hands on her maroon dress that matched nicely with her chestnut brown hair. She turned back to them.
"Follow me, I don't want anyone to hear us," she beckoned them to the back hallway and into the first door on the left. The room was a decent size, with a nice bed, dresser, and desk. On the desk there appeared to be maps and quills lying around, and at the foot of the bed was a good sized trunk clasped closed.
She pulled out two chairs and she herself sat at the chair that went with the desk. Once the pirates sat down, she asked, "What is it you two need?"
They looked a bit taken aback, realizing that this must be the woman they were looking for. But just to make sure... "So, yer Miss. Finch, then?"
"Yes, what is it you want?" she asked again, a little impatiently.
"Well, this is what happened," Ana began the tale of their Captain who needed to "borrow" a map and ended up causing a ship to explode in the middle of the night in a town that doesn't exactly take kindly to pirates. "..an' I know this be short notice, but if ye could give us an answer as fast as possible, we would be very much obliged, seein' as his hangin' is tonight and all." Ana finished.
Gibbs spoke up, "An' o' course, we'd pay ye, but lately we have'n any plunder because we be focusin' on gettin' th' bigger prize – th' Treasure of th' Mayans. Once we get our Cap'n back, he'll take us ther and ye can 'ave a share in th' treasure. What say you?"
"Who is your Captain?" Rachel asked.
Feeling foolish that neither of them had thought of telling her the name of the person she was to rescue, they both said in unison, "Cap'n Jack Sparrow."
Rachel thought about it, and just to confirm it, asked, "The Treasure of the Mayans, you say?"
"Aye," came the response.
"Alright, I'll do it." Ana and Gibbs jumped up out of their chairs, eager to get back to Port Royal. "Let's not waste any more time and leave now, will you help me with my trunk?" she asked, grabbing things off her desk and shoving them into a pack. When she looked up, Ana and Gibbs were already out the door, carrying her trunk with them.
******
It was about noon and the crew and Rachel had just finished eating lunch, although no one seemed to be that hungry out of nerves. Rachel tried to set their minds at ease by telling them of her past jobs and that she came highly recommended, but it wasn't until later that she realized the crew was probably uneasy because she was, in fact, an assassin, a cold-blooded killer, hired to save their captain, and in the meanwhile, sleeping on the same ship with them. It took a while for them to get used to the idea, but about when they were about one hour away from Port Royal, as they listened to her jokes and helped out on deck even though she wasn't expected to, did they then begin to think of her as anyone else.
"Mr. Gibbs," Rachel began, "if you don't mind me asking, why did you choose me to save your captain? I'm an assassin, the fields of killin' and savin' are very far apart."
"Ye know William Turner?" Gibbs asked, not taking his eyes from the horizon and adjusted the course of the Pearl.
"Yes, I know Will. When I was coming from America, he and I traveled on the same ship to the Caribbean. I had to switch ships half-way through the voyage because the first one I was on didn' go all the way to the Caribbean, so I got on a ship comin' from England, and that's when I met him. Why?"
"He recommend'd ye. Said if ye could'n save Jack, no one could,"
Rachel smiled. "Well, that was nice of him to remember me. Haven't seen him in... 2 years now. How is he?"
"Marri'd an' soon to be expectin' a little one from th' wife. Name's Elizabeth. Very nice lass, got a sharp tongue, tha' one."
Rachel looked relieved, "Oh, I'm so happy for him. Don't tell him this, but for a while I kind of thought he was... what would be the term... a eunuch." Gibbs laughed out loud when she said that, and Rachel grinned, "Do not tell him that, Mr. Gibbs, or I will have your hide!" she joked.
"Do'n worry lass, I wo'n. I jest think it funny because Jack said th' same thing! Speakin' of Jack," Gibbs turned serious, "do ye really think ye can get 'im outta there?"
"No worries, I'll think of somethin' once I see what this place is like, the surroundin's and such. I'll get Captain Sparrow out of there if I have to shoot every last man in tha' town, because I said I would save him, and I keep to my word. All you and your crew 'ave to do is stay hidden and keep a sharp eye for us so we can start to make way as quickly as possible." Rachel stated firmly. Gibbs noticed that the longer she spoke, the more her talk became
"S'pose tha's why Will recommend'd ye," Gibbs said with a chuckle.
******
After changing out of her dress and into a white blouse, dark trousers, Ana adding 2 cutlasses and a revolver to her leather belt that she got from her trunk that was placed in the captain's quarters, she and Gibbs began rowing to shore. Gibbs showed Rachel where the hanging would take place and where the governor and the commodore would be. As Rachel took a good look at the place and spotting a cliff that would probably serve as their passage to freedom, Gibbs continued to talk, "..Will can'n come to Jack's rescue because he says the'll be watchin' 'im closely on account of 'im savin' Jack last time."
"Mmhmm," Rachel mumbled, only half listening, "Why don't you get back to the Pearl, I think I've got a plan..."
********** Same deal as last time please – I don't know if I should keep writing unless u tell me to so PLEASE review for me? Thanks much!