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a/n: new and approved with some actual plot! Woot woot. r&r please!
The three reached the bar and Finn gave introductions with a slightly calculating smile.
"Jack, this be Izzy. She's a barmaid here. Isabel, this is Captain Jack Sparrow of the Black Pearl, who I be sailin' with now."
"Please to meet you, Mr. Sparrow." Izzy said with a polite smile, reaching her hand out to shake his.
"Cap'n Jack Sparrow." Jack corrected, grinning like a wolf. "And the please, I am sure, is all mine." He took her offered hand and kissed the underside of her wrist, keeping eye contact the whole time. Izzy's polite smile changed to one of amusement and her eyebrow arched high. She walked behind the bar to get the two men some drinks.
"Not the Jack Sparrow from the tale of the Aztec gold, I wonder?" she asked him.
"Aye, that be me, lass." Jack said, pleased at his fame. Izzy smiled at him even wider and leaned over the counter to whisper something in Finn's ear. As she did so, Jack shot a glance at her bosom and quickly became lost in the magnificent cleavage that was presented. Jack began considering each breast with careful regard, and was so lost in his reverie, he didn't notice that the girl had ended her conversation with Finn and was now speaking to him. Nor did he notice that in his examination he had leaned forward towards the cleavage, his face nearly pressed up against her. She looked at him with an amused expression and pulled his chin up so their faces were level.
"Might ye be able to do me a favor, Cap'n?" She smiled and leaned further over the counter towards him. Jack hid his amusement at her actions.
"Depends. What be ye needin' me to do?"
"Alls I need is a trip back to Ireland. Cept I haven't any money to pay fair. And a lady nowadays cant be traveling all by her onesies. Ye think ye can take me?" She bit her lip, trying not to dare be hopeful and Jack didn't respond right away. He focused on the plump lip captured between her straight, white teeth.
"Ye not be from Tortuga, then?" He asked, somewhat surprised, still staring at her mouth. Izzy was confused.
"Why, no…I'm from Dublin…" Jack caught his mistake in wording.
"I means ye aren't poor? Wasn't at one time, at least?" She frowned a little and shook her head.
"Me dad's family be quite wealthy. How'd ye know?" Jack shrugged.
"A full set of teeth be scarce in Tortuga, and any place like it. Of course I be willing to take ye to Ireland." He assured her. He quickly sobered but his mood stayed light at the proposition ahead of him. "And will young Finn be joinin' ye when we arrive?"
"Nay, he be a pirate like you; never content unless he's sailin'. I thank ye for the favor, Mr. Sparrow…"
"Cap'n." he interrupted. "And if Finn be a real pirate, he's never content."
"O'course, Cap'n. I'll board yer ship with Finn and the boys, then?" He nodded, and after a brief moment of silence, he realized that Finn had left the bar. He stood up and tried to spot the boy in the crowd, but was unsuccessful. Being a man of only average height, he couldn't see over everyone's heads. He gave up the search and cozied himself down in a corner with a pretty whore and was soon joined by Gibbs.
The older man sat across from him and both leaned over the table toward each other, partly to have a more candid conversation, but mainly so that they might be able to hear each other over the roar of the Irishmen.
"I've got fantastic news, Gibbs." Jack told him, a calculating gleam in his eye. "I've picked up a bit of a wealthy girl who be wanted free passage to Ireland."
"What's this supposed to mean to me, Jack?" Gibbs asked. "S'bad luck to have a woman on board. We don't need another one."
"Ana Maria's been nothing' but good luck, if ye look at all the loot we's gotten on account o' her. And this posh lass should mean a great deal to ye if ye be a real pirate. She's rich, and we can rob her of that, and if we be takin' her home, we can rob her house as well. An added bonus be that since she's in Tortuga, her family may be in a bit of financial trouble, and if anyone noticed us robbing them, they may just think that we be collectors, takin' some o' their things to pay off the debt. And therefore, we can get in and out unnoticed, and by the time they call for help, we be well on our way back here, to dear ol' Tortuga." Jack smiled, satisfied with his newest brilliant plan.
Gibbs contemplated it for a bit, and after finding no obvious flaws, perked up a bit. "Brilliant Jack, perhaps it be yer best idea yet." The two men grinned for awhile, and headed back to the ship at last call.
a/n: new and approved with some actual plot! Woot woot. r&r please!
The three reached the bar and Finn gave introductions with a slightly calculating smile.
"Jack, this be Izzy. She's a barmaid here. Isabel, this is Captain Jack Sparrow of the Black Pearl, who I be sailin' with now."
"Please to meet you, Mr. Sparrow." Izzy said with a polite smile, reaching her hand out to shake his.
"Cap'n Jack Sparrow." Jack corrected, grinning like a wolf. "And the please, I am sure, is all mine." He took her offered hand and kissed the underside of her wrist, keeping eye contact the whole time. Izzy's polite smile changed to one of amusement and her eyebrow arched high. She walked behind the bar to get the two men some drinks.
"Not the Jack Sparrow from the tale of the Aztec gold, I wonder?" she asked him.
"Aye, that be me, lass." Jack said, pleased at his fame. Izzy smiled at him even wider and leaned over the counter to whisper something in Finn's ear. As she did so, Jack shot a glance at her bosom and quickly became lost in the magnificent cleavage that was presented. Jack began considering each breast with careful regard, and was so lost in his reverie, he didn't notice that the girl had ended her conversation with Finn and was now speaking to him. Nor did he notice that in his examination he had leaned forward towards the cleavage, his face nearly pressed up against her. She looked at him with an amused expression and pulled his chin up so their faces were level.
"Might ye be able to do me a favor, Cap'n?" She smiled and leaned further over the counter towards him. Jack hid his amusement at her actions.
"Depends. What be ye needin' me to do?"
"Alls I need is a trip back to Ireland. Cept I haven't any money to pay fair. And a lady nowadays cant be traveling all by her onesies. Ye think ye can take me?" She bit her lip, trying not to dare be hopeful and Jack didn't respond right away. He focused on the plump lip captured between her straight, white teeth.
"Ye not be from Tortuga, then?" He asked, somewhat surprised, still staring at her mouth. Izzy was confused.
"Why, no…I'm from Dublin…" Jack caught his mistake in wording.
"I means ye aren't poor? Wasn't at one time, at least?" She frowned a little and shook her head.
"Me dad's family be quite wealthy. How'd ye know?" Jack shrugged.
"A full set of teeth be scarce in Tortuga, and any place like it. Of course I be willing to take ye to Ireland." He assured her. He quickly sobered but his mood stayed light at the proposition ahead of him. "And will young Finn be joinin' ye when we arrive?"
"Nay, he be a pirate like you; never content unless he's sailin'. I thank ye for the favor, Mr. Sparrow…"
"Cap'n." he interrupted. "And if Finn be a real pirate, he's never content."
"O'course, Cap'n. I'll board yer ship with Finn and the boys, then?" He nodded, and after a brief moment of silence, he realized that Finn had left the bar. He stood up and tried to spot the boy in the crowd, but was unsuccessful. Being a man of only average height, he couldn't see over everyone's heads. He gave up the search and cozied himself down in a corner with a pretty whore and was soon joined by Gibbs.
The older man sat across from him and both leaned over the table toward each other, partly to have a more candid conversation, but mainly so that they might be able to hear each other over the roar of the Irishmen.
"I've got fantastic news, Gibbs." Jack told him, a calculating gleam in his eye. "I've picked up a bit of a wealthy girl who be wanted free passage to Ireland."
"What's this supposed to mean to me, Jack?" Gibbs asked. "S'bad luck to have a woman on board. We don't need another one."
"Ana Maria's been nothing' but good luck, if ye look at all the loot we's gotten on account o' her. And this posh lass should mean a great deal to ye if ye be a real pirate. She's rich, and we can rob her of that, and if we be takin' her home, we can rob her house as well. An added bonus be that since she's in Tortuga, her family may be in a bit of financial trouble, and if anyone noticed us robbing them, they may just think that we be collectors, takin' some o' their things to pay off the debt. And therefore, we can get in and out unnoticed, and by the time they call for help, we be well on our way back here, to dear ol' Tortuga." Jack smiled, satisfied with his newest brilliant plan.
Gibbs contemplated it for a bit, and after finding no obvious flaws, perked up a bit. "Brilliant Jack, perhaps it be yer best idea yet." The two men grinned for awhile, and headed back to the ship at last call.