Just to bring you back…
"I'll be having my money back now."
Jack looked furious, but it was nothing compared to what Hope looked like. Sophie and Hope both ignored Jack; because they were too busy gaping at each other.
"Well, if it isn't Sophie Gold." Hope said resentfully.
Sophie tucked a brown curl behind her ear and tried to look dignified. "So we meet again, Hope Raven."
"It's Captain Hope Raven." Hope said with a touch of irritation.
"This is your ship?" Sophie said, genuinely surprised. "It's the most beautiful ship I've ever seen."
"Why thank ye!" Jack butted in, grinning a little. Hope gritted her teeth and Jack quickly wiped off the grin and remembered that this was the wench who had stolen his money.
"No, it isn't my ship, Sophie, and flattery will get you nowhere."
"Oh yes it will!" Jack said, raising a finger. Hope glared at him.
"Oh, um, yeah. Listen, wench, I really need that money so I'd appreciate it if you'd just fork it over."
"Have you ever used a fork?" Sophie said curiously.
"YES!" Jack said. "But that's not the point!"
"Well if you had used a fork then you would have found out the forks are mainly used to spear things with their prongs. It would be very hard to poke holes into any coins so I'm afraid I can't fork over any money to you. Unless you want to do it, but it seems a rather pointless task… after all, who would want to exchange money that has holes in it?" Sophie said. She grinned at him, and Jack wondered if she was being serious or if she was just messing with him.
"FINE. I get it. Just… give… me… the money… you… took." He said this very slowly and with gestures so that she would be sure to understand.
"I can't do that either." She said firmly.
"Why not?"
"Because I have rightfully stolen it and now it is mine. If it were to be yours again, you would either have to steal it or I would have to give it to you, since it is mine to give. But, I don't really want to give it away so I'm afraid you're out of luck."
"I could just steal it." Jack said thoughtfully.
"You really think you could?" Sophie said, starting to grin again.
"Yeah." Jack said. And after he said that, Hope, who had gone around behind her, had hit her over the head with a bottle of rum. The rum bottle, (which was full) had smashed and there were shards of glass everywhere, not to mention spilled rum.
Jack looked at the rum in dismay. "You didn't have to do that." He commented moodily.
"What else was I going to hit her with, the sheets? I'm sure that would have worked great." Hope said sarcastically. "But anyways, I had to do something to shut her up… she can go on for hours you know."
"How do you know that wench?" Jack asked.
"Sophie? Oh, just one o' me childhood friends." She mumbled something that sounded a lot like 'betrayers' but Jack didn't hear. But then Hope turned to him.
"Sophie was the one who stole your money? Jack, you told me…"
"I know what I told you, ok?" Jack said, sighing.
"You should have told me the truth, Jack."
"What, so you could make fun of me? I like to have a name for myself, and a little bit of pride, and I don't want to leaking out that a strumpet like her robbed the great Captain Jack Sparrow." Jack said, glancing at her to make sure she wasn't offended.
"I- well… yeah, that does sound like something I'd do." Hope admitted. She narrowed her eyes suddenly. "The Great Captain Jack Sparrow?" She asked sarcastically. "Oh, yeah. Riiiiiight. We all bow to the great Captain Jack Sparrow."
"Absolutely." Jack said with a serious face. Hope grinned and then looked back down at Sophie, lying unconscious on the floor.
She bent over the girl and pulled at the jacket that Sophie was wearing. Inside of it, the seam was ripped and the lining torn. There was a badly sewn on button keeping the torn seam closed, but Hope ripped it off and emptied the contents of her jacket, which was more than just what she took from Jack. All the coins spilled out on the floor, and Jack looked at her suspiciously.
"How did you know about that?"
"Sophie's trick. I told you, we grew up together in the brothels, even though our ma's didn't get along. You know, her mom worked there and my mother runs the place. Her mother was convinced that she got all the bad customers on purpose. But while I was there with her, she showed me a few of the little things she came up with so she could be a thief for a living. We were both determined not to end up like our mothers."
"Uh huh…" Jack said, trying to sound like he understood.
"She always liked boats too though. Probably the only reason she came on the Pearl was because… well…"
"Say it…" Jack said, grinning.
"Well the Pearl isn't exactly an ugly ship." Hope said with an irritated tone. "Oh, come on… I'm not about to deny it… Stop grinning like that!"
When Sophie awoke, she found herself in a cell.
A brig.
On the ocean.
Damn.
But at the same time, she was very happy. She was sailing! Her whole life she had wanted to sail the ocean on a ship.
Although, it would have been better if she could have avoided the brig… out of all the ships to stowaway on, why did it have to be Hope's ship?
Well, she could easily find a way to get out of this position… um… hopefully. And if not, she could always bribe her way out, with…
Suddenly she realized she felt a lot less weight setting on her upper body. She pulled off her jacket and inspected it, only to find with dismay that the button had been torn off and her makeshift pocket was open… damn that Hope! She had taken all of Sophie's freedom money!
She pouted and moped a bit until she decided to figure out another way to get out.
The keys were hanging on the wall across from her cell.
How to get to them…
She watched them for about ten minutes, willing them to fly to her with her mind…
But that didn't seem to be working, so she slid as close as she could (within the limits of the cell) to the keys and reached out, trying to brush them with her fingertips at least.
She was a good four feet off. And she was beginning to think she didn't like this ship after all… there was too much bloody room.
She looked at the metal bars which were shaped in a crosshatched way and frowned. If they had been just bars, perhaps she could have slid through sideways… but knowing her luck, that wouldn't have worked anyway.
Looking around her cell, she paced around kicking at the water at her feet and tried to think.
She wondered with a touch of amusement if that was a fork she saw floating in the murky water.
But no… she didn't even want to think about what was floating around in this disgusting water.
So for now she would just have to wait…
Damn. She sat down and sighed to herself, looking around the cell impatiently.
"I hate waiting."