Chapter Three: Ana Maria's troubles
Jack slipped out of the bar. He made a mental note that Barbossa could get himself plenty drunk when he wasn't paying. This could be good or bad, given the circumstances.
"Are you following me?"
Jack turned, hands flying about to steady himself after the abrupt movement. A grin quickly settled on his face. "'Allo."
The girl from earlier stood with her arms crossed and a glare set on her face. "Don' ye 'allo' me, mate. Wha' are ye doin' in Tortuga?"
Jack studied her. "Is tha' really yer business, lass?"
"It's become my business." She stepped closer to him, but stayed in the shadows that would hide her from anyone that did not know she was there. "Are you a pirate? Slave trader? What be ye?"
Jack lifted his hat from his head and bowed dramatically, working up his most charming smile for her. "'m Captain Jack Sparrow of the Black Pearl, lass. Not comin' after ye for any reasons ye might be fearin'."
"'m not afraid of anythin'."
"Good. No worries then, eh? What be yer name, luv?"
She glared. "Certainly not tha'."
Jack grinned.
"Ana Maria."
"Ye 'ave a last name with tha', Miss Ana Maria?"
"Not for you," she answered with a small grin. She stepped closer still. "Are you really a pirate captain?" She reached up for the hat he'd placed back on his head. "You look so young."
Jack pushed down the annoyance that seemed to bubble within him. What was it with people today? He glared slightly and pulled back from her touch. "I'm nineteen," he growled. "Old enough, at least for our old captain to appoint me."
"Ah." She gave him a grin. "Ever seen a real battle, Jack Sparrow, or do you just sail along in yer li'll boat-"
"She's a ship."
"-ship and play pirate, eh?"
"You come along and get in the middle of our raids and I'll show you how much I 'play' pirate, savvy? Listen, luv, it's been nice, really, having you attempt to rip my self esteem to pieces," he said sarcastically, "but I'm really gonna 'ave to be goin' now. Ta."
Ana Maria gave a him a smirk. "I don' think anyone can crush yer ego from wha' I 'ear, Mr. Sparrow."
"It's Captain Sparrow, luv, and I did say attempt, now didn' I?"
They glared at one another for a moment before Ana Maria shrunk back into the shadows, her eyes telling of near panic.
"Wha's yer problem?" Jack growled as he turned to see someone behind him. The drunken man from earlier loomed over him. "'Allo, mate," he greeted as cheerfully as he could. "Can I 'elp ye?"
The man frowned as he cocked a pistol in the young captain's face. "Ye can step aside and let me take tha' girl off yer 'ands, boy."
Jack placed two fingers against the gun, moving it out of his face. "First off," he said as he leaned closer in towards the man, "I'm not a child, so don' refer to me as such, savvy? Secondly, I don' think the lady wants to go with ye."
"She don' 'ave much choice."
Jack gave the man his best smile. "Ah, but you 'ave a choice, mate. 'ow 'bout ye let 'er go with me, say ye lost 'er, an' I'll pay ye a nice price for it, what say you to tha'?"
"I say get outa me way before I kill you."
Jack frowned. "I've never been too good at negotiations with idiots," he grumbled as his cutlass sprung from his belt and the man before him barely dodged, but the gun was knocked away. "Now ye see, mate, we can do this easy or 'ard, yer choice, o' course."
The man grinned. "Easy."
"Good. Now-"
"JACK!" Ana screamed from behind him.
The young pirate turned just in time to feel something connect with his head and everything went black. What a fine mess he'd gotten himself into.
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William Turner looked outside to see the moon high and frowned. Jack had managed to slip out at some point – after accepting Barbossa onto the Pearl, because after all, business came first – and William hadn't seen him since. Probably gotten himself in to trouble, the elder man thought. But he was Captain Jack Sparrow. Whatever trouble he got himself into, he was sure to get himself out of, right? Right. He hoped....
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A/N: Sorry for such short chapters.... It's a short story with several chapters, lol. I've just got a lot to do today (friends are comin' over and my room has an painting smack dab in the middle of it...) so I had to cut it fairly short. Hope yer enjoyin', mates!
Kungfuchick: Well, he tried to help again.... And got himself into trouble. Poor Jack. He and trouble meet up too much... Makes for good stories though :)
Savvy-Rum-Drinker: Ah yes, the "highly rated" I haven't figured that out yet. I did that for someone the other day (don' remember who now), but oh well. It's bound to do somethin', eh? Oh, and about being annoying, I'm sure I can out annoy anyone if I really try, I just hold myself back most of the time, so do yer worst, mate ::grins::
Jackfan2: Yay! Glad I got everyone in character! I'm always worried I'm going to fade out of that sometime.... Oh! BTW, in response to your review on "Of Trust and Truces" : WHAT IS GILLETTE GOING TO DO TO JACK IN THE THIRD PART OF YOUR STORY?! ::slows down:: Sorry... I've been waiting to ask and waiting to know! Not that you'll tell me, but hey, makes me feel better, ya know? And I'm going to miss you on IM too ::sobs:: But tha's why email's a wonderful thing as well :)
Jack slipped out of the bar. He made a mental note that Barbossa could get himself plenty drunk when he wasn't paying. This could be good or bad, given the circumstances.
"Are you following me?"
Jack turned, hands flying about to steady himself after the abrupt movement. A grin quickly settled on his face. "'Allo."
The girl from earlier stood with her arms crossed and a glare set on her face. "Don' ye 'allo' me, mate. Wha' are ye doin' in Tortuga?"
Jack studied her. "Is tha' really yer business, lass?"
"It's become my business." She stepped closer to him, but stayed in the shadows that would hide her from anyone that did not know she was there. "Are you a pirate? Slave trader? What be ye?"
Jack lifted his hat from his head and bowed dramatically, working up his most charming smile for her. "'m Captain Jack Sparrow of the Black Pearl, lass. Not comin' after ye for any reasons ye might be fearin'."
"'m not afraid of anythin'."
"Good. No worries then, eh? What be yer name, luv?"
She glared. "Certainly not tha'."
Jack grinned.
"Ana Maria."
"Ye 'ave a last name with tha', Miss Ana Maria?"
"Not for you," she answered with a small grin. She stepped closer still. "Are you really a pirate captain?" She reached up for the hat he'd placed back on his head. "You look so young."
Jack pushed down the annoyance that seemed to bubble within him. What was it with people today? He glared slightly and pulled back from her touch. "I'm nineteen," he growled. "Old enough, at least for our old captain to appoint me."
"Ah." She gave him a grin. "Ever seen a real battle, Jack Sparrow, or do you just sail along in yer li'll boat-"
"She's a ship."
"-ship and play pirate, eh?"
"You come along and get in the middle of our raids and I'll show you how much I 'play' pirate, savvy? Listen, luv, it's been nice, really, having you attempt to rip my self esteem to pieces," he said sarcastically, "but I'm really gonna 'ave to be goin' now. Ta."
Ana Maria gave a him a smirk. "I don' think anyone can crush yer ego from wha' I 'ear, Mr. Sparrow."
"It's Captain Sparrow, luv, and I did say attempt, now didn' I?"
They glared at one another for a moment before Ana Maria shrunk back into the shadows, her eyes telling of near panic.
"Wha's yer problem?" Jack growled as he turned to see someone behind him. The drunken man from earlier loomed over him. "'Allo, mate," he greeted as cheerfully as he could. "Can I 'elp ye?"
The man frowned as he cocked a pistol in the young captain's face. "Ye can step aside and let me take tha' girl off yer 'ands, boy."
Jack placed two fingers against the gun, moving it out of his face. "First off," he said as he leaned closer in towards the man, "I'm not a child, so don' refer to me as such, savvy? Secondly, I don' think the lady wants to go with ye."
"She don' 'ave much choice."
Jack gave the man his best smile. "Ah, but you 'ave a choice, mate. 'ow 'bout ye let 'er go with me, say ye lost 'er, an' I'll pay ye a nice price for it, what say you to tha'?"
"I say get outa me way before I kill you."
Jack frowned. "I've never been too good at negotiations with idiots," he grumbled as his cutlass sprung from his belt and the man before him barely dodged, but the gun was knocked away. "Now ye see, mate, we can do this easy or 'ard, yer choice, o' course."
The man grinned. "Easy."
"Good. Now-"
"JACK!" Ana screamed from behind him.
The young pirate turned just in time to feel something connect with his head and everything went black. What a fine mess he'd gotten himself into.
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William Turner looked outside to see the moon high and frowned. Jack had managed to slip out at some point – after accepting Barbossa onto the Pearl, because after all, business came first – and William hadn't seen him since. Probably gotten himself in to trouble, the elder man thought. But he was Captain Jack Sparrow. Whatever trouble he got himself into, he was sure to get himself out of, right? Right. He hoped....
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A/N: Sorry for such short chapters.... It's a short story with several chapters, lol. I've just got a lot to do today (friends are comin' over and my room has an painting smack dab in the middle of it...) so I had to cut it fairly short. Hope yer enjoyin', mates!
Kungfuchick: Well, he tried to help again.... And got himself into trouble. Poor Jack. He and trouble meet up too much... Makes for good stories though :)
Savvy-Rum-Drinker: Ah yes, the "highly rated" I haven't figured that out yet. I did that for someone the other day (don' remember who now), but oh well. It's bound to do somethin', eh? Oh, and about being annoying, I'm sure I can out annoy anyone if I really try, I just hold myself back most of the time, so do yer worst, mate ::grins::
Jackfan2: Yay! Glad I got everyone in character! I'm always worried I'm going to fade out of that sometime.... Oh! BTW, in response to your review on "Of Trust and Truces" : WHAT IS GILLETTE GOING TO DO TO JACK IN THE THIRD PART OF YOUR STORY?! ::slows down:: Sorry... I've been waiting to ask and waiting to know! Not that you'll tell me, but hey, makes me feel better, ya know? And I'm going to miss you on IM too ::sobs:: But tha's why email's a wonderful thing as well :)