I am SOOOOOOOOOOO sorry this has taken so long to post, and I promise to
try harder to get the next chappy up.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the things that are from the film, although
I do own Lara.
On with the story...
The next light to come into Lara's subconscious was a bright white light, as she squinted through her eyes, she saw the proud lady from the bar, still with her pistol tucked jauntily in her sash. Groaning Lara tried to turn away from the light, but found that the pounding of her head wouldn't let her, so, in desperation, she closed her eyes, trying to let the peace of sleep reclaim her.
'C'mon dear,' the harsh tones of the lady's voice cut into the fog in Lara's mind. 'It's time to get up now.' With a groan Lara sat up. It was then that she noticed that her clothes had been changed, and she was now wearing a loose cotton nightshirt, that was very pleasant on her delicate skin. As she attempted to sit up the aches of her body screamed out, and she only just held in a gasp of pain. 'You all right?' The concerned face of the lady came into Lara's field of vision. She noticed that the woman had large, dark eyes, and a very smooth complexion. She is, thought Lara, a very pretty woman. 'I'm fine,' she replied, forcing a shaky smile onto her face. 'Well, if you say so,' was the reply, 'I'm Ana Maria by the way, but call me Ana. I'm one of the ship's second mates.' 'One of...?' Lara was puzzled by this, she wasn't sure you could get more than one second mate. 'Oh yes,' continued Ana Maria as if she were used to this, 'Jack, tha's the cap'n, couldn't decide who to promote to second mate, so, being the bloke 'e is 'e promoted us both.' She paused, 'Me an' Gibs tha' is.' 'Oh, righ'' said Lara, still quite confused. This 'Jack' sounds like a very peculiar man. Ana Maria was walking around the room, which Lara noticed for the first time. The walls were of a dark wood of some sort, naming woods wasn't Lara's strong point, but it definitely looked pretty. The pillars in the corners were intricately carved. There were a few furnishings, of the same wood, including a four-poster bed, that Lara was currently sitting up in, and a medium round table that Ana Maria was currently sitting on. 'I 'ave your clothes 'ere, do ya wanna get changed now, and then I'll show you Cap'n Jack' Lara gingerly stood up and walked as slowly as possible over to the table, trying not to aggravate her already pounding head. She reached the table and waited while Ana Marie walked out of the room, and stood out side. Then she pulled off her nightshirt and pulled on her trousers. They were a pair of baggy cotton trousers that tucked into her boots. She then put on her top, a small skintight leather crop top, with a loose shirt. This she did up at the bottom, feeling incapable of withstanding the comments she was likely to get if she showed her stomach. After checking herself in the full-length mirror she found on the wall, still vain, despite her delicate condition. Satisfied she walked to the door and out to meet Ana Maria. Lara was led down a wooden corridor, and then up on deck. A few of the crewmembers turned to stare at her as she followed Ana Maria to meet Captain Jack.
Lara was taken a back as she saw a man standing at the wheel of the ship they were on. She noticed that when he was standing, he seemed to be swaying, yet she was sure he wasn't drunk, curious she thought. The man was quite tall, with long black hair, braided and partially covered by a red bandana. She saw that his tanned face was very handsome, and that his short goatee was also braided. He wore a loose cotton shirt, much like the one that she was wearing, although the gap at the top of his showed some dark chest hair, and more tanned skin. His loose cotton trousers where tucked into his ankle high leather boots. Lara noticed the red sash around his waist, and the pistol and gun tucked into it. All of this was taken in at a quick glance, before her eyes returned to the captain's face. She stared into his eyes, unable to look away from the deep pools of hazelnut.
Jack broke the moment by greeting Lara, 'Good mornin' luv, how's your head?' Lara, brought out of her trance managed a small smile, 'As good as you'd expect after a night of drinkin'.' Jack laughed softly 'So you'd call it drinkin' would ya? I'd say more like drownin' in rum!' 'How much did I drink?' Lara's face creased into a frown, she was sure she hadn't gone too far over her usual limit. Jack smiled, and Lara felt a curious flutter in her stomach, 'About twelve bottles luv, no wonder you blacked out!' Lara groaned, how could she have done such a thing, twelve bottles!
While Lara was reprimanding herself, Jack had suggested than Ana Maria showed her around the ship, 'What do ya think luv?' 'Wha?' Lara jumped, bought out of her thoughts. 'A tour, around me good ole ship with Ana here.' 'Yeh, sounds great!' Ana Maria smiled at Lara and walked off to the main section of the deck. As they walked a sailor slapped Ana Maria's arse, Ana Maria whipped around, and grabbed the hand, laughing the sailor winked at Lara and brought Ana into a rough embrace, kissing her passionately. 'Hey, watch it you, who said I wouldn't cut yer throat if yer did that?' The sailor just grinned boyishly and walked of, to climb up the mast. 'Who was that?' Lara laughed at the dark look on Ana's face, the force of which was lessened by a look of love in her eyes. 'That bastard was Luke, the latest crew member, and he still hasn't learned his place.' 'Mmm he's nice though, maybe I should see what I can manage in my current sate...' Ana Maria glared and growled softly until Lara burst out laughing, then she hit Lara on the arm and walked off.
Lara followed slowly, thinking about the new characters she had already met. She already liked everyone, and the ship itself was beautiful.
There you go, chapter 2! I know it wasn't too good, and it was a bit boring but the beginnings of stories always are. Please review, and I don't mind flames, just keep them gentle.
The next light to come into Lara's subconscious was a bright white light, as she squinted through her eyes, she saw the proud lady from the bar, still with her pistol tucked jauntily in her sash. Groaning Lara tried to turn away from the light, but found that the pounding of her head wouldn't let her, so, in desperation, she closed her eyes, trying to let the peace of sleep reclaim her.
'C'mon dear,' the harsh tones of the lady's voice cut into the fog in Lara's mind. 'It's time to get up now.' With a groan Lara sat up. It was then that she noticed that her clothes had been changed, and she was now wearing a loose cotton nightshirt, that was very pleasant on her delicate skin. As she attempted to sit up the aches of her body screamed out, and she only just held in a gasp of pain. 'You all right?' The concerned face of the lady came into Lara's field of vision. She noticed that the woman had large, dark eyes, and a very smooth complexion. She is, thought Lara, a very pretty woman. 'I'm fine,' she replied, forcing a shaky smile onto her face. 'Well, if you say so,' was the reply, 'I'm Ana Maria by the way, but call me Ana. I'm one of the ship's second mates.' 'One of...?' Lara was puzzled by this, she wasn't sure you could get more than one second mate. 'Oh yes,' continued Ana Maria as if she were used to this, 'Jack, tha's the cap'n, couldn't decide who to promote to second mate, so, being the bloke 'e is 'e promoted us both.' She paused, 'Me an' Gibs tha' is.' 'Oh, righ'' said Lara, still quite confused. This 'Jack' sounds like a very peculiar man. Ana Maria was walking around the room, which Lara noticed for the first time. The walls were of a dark wood of some sort, naming woods wasn't Lara's strong point, but it definitely looked pretty. The pillars in the corners were intricately carved. There were a few furnishings, of the same wood, including a four-poster bed, that Lara was currently sitting up in, and a medium round table that Ana Maria was currently sitting on. 'I 'ave your clothes 'ere, do ya wanna get changed now, and then I'll show you Cap'n Jack' Lara gingerly stood up and walked as slowly as possible over to the table, trying not to aggravate her already pounding head. She reached the table and waited while Ana Marie walked out of the room, and stood out side. Then she pulled off her nightshirt and pulled on her trousers. They were a pair of baggy cotton trousers that tucked into her boots. She then put on her top, a small skintight leather crop top, with a loose shirt. This she did up at the bottom, feeling incapable of withstanding the comments she was likely to get if she showed her stomach. After checking herself in the full-length mirror she found on the wall, still vain, despite her delicate condition. Satisfied she walked to the door and out to meet Ana Maria. Lara was led down a wooden corridor, and then up on deck. A few of the crewmembers turned to stare at her as she followed Ana Maria to meet Captain Jack.
Lara was taken a back as she saw a man standing at the wheel of the ship they were on. She noticed that when he was standing, he seemed to be swaying, yet she was sure he wasn't drunk, curious she thought. The man was quite tall, with long black hair, braided and partially covered by a red bandana. She saw that his tanned face was very handsome, and that his short goatee was also braided. He wore a loose cotton shirt, much like the one that she was wearing, although the gap at the top of his showed some dark chest hair, and more tanned skin. His loose cotton trousers where tucked into his ankle high leather boots. Lara noticed the red sash around his waist, and the pistol and gun tucked into it. All of this was taken in at a quick glance, before her eyes returned to the captain's face. She stared into his eyes, unable to look away from the deep pools of hazelnut.
Jack broke the moment by greeting Lara, 'Good mornin' luv, how's your head?' Lara, brought out of her trance managed a small smile, 'As good as you'd expect after a night of drinkin'.' Jack laughed softly 'So you'd call it drinkin' would ya? I'd say more like drownin' in rum!' 'How much did I drink?' Lara's face creased into a frown, she was sure she hadn't gone too far over her usual limit. Jack smiled, and Lara felt a curious flutter in her stomach, 'About twelve bottles luv, no wonder you blacked out!' Lara groaned, how could she have done such a thing, twelve bottles!
While Lara was reprimanding herself, Jack had suggested than Ana Maria showed her around the ship, 'What do ya think luv?' 'Wha?' Lara jumped, bought out of her thoughts. 'A tour, around me good ole ship with Ana here.' 'Yeh, sounds great!' Ana Maria smiled at Lara and walked off to the main section of the deck. As they walked a sailor slapped Ana Maria's arse, Ana Maria whipped around, and grabbed the hand, laughing the sailor winked at Lara and brought Ana into a rough embrace, kissing her passionately. 'Hey, watch it you, who said I wouldn't cut yer throat if yer did that?' The sailor just grinned boyishly and walked of, to climb up the mast. 'Who was that?' Lara laughed at the dark look on Ana's face, the force of which was lessened by a look of love in her eyes. 'That bastard was Luke, the latest crew member, and he still hasn't learned his place.' 'Mmm he's nice though, maybe I should see what I can manage in my current sate...' Ana Maria glared and growled softly until Lara burst out laughing, then she hit Lara on the arm and walked off.
Lara followed slowly, thinking about the new characters she had already met. She already liked everyone, and the ship itself was beautiful.
There you go, chapter 2! I know it wasn't too good, and it was a bit boring but the beginnings of stories always are. Please review, and I don't mind flames, just keep them gentle.