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Chapter 7: A day on the Pearl
(Next stanza of the song you will find in the later chapters)
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The sun shone down upon the busy streets of Port Royal. People are once again going about their daily duties, giving the place a lively mood. There were people bartering goods, and others selling various things in the stalls they put up in the Town Square. Port Royal was simply bustling with activity.
"Has our daughter suddenly lost her mind?!" the General yelled, holding a piece of paper in his hand. Scanning the letter once again, his face contorted with anger. "This is preposterous!"
General Welsch was fuming with anger. Even his wife could not calm him down. His one and only daughter running off with a pirate! The thought he could not even bear to think.
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"Commodore!" the General burst into his office without even bothering to knock.
"Is there a problem, Sir?" Commodore Norrington stood up from behind his desk.
"Indeed there is!" the General tossed the letter onto the Commodore's desk.
He quickly picked it up and began to read. He read it twice before the contents of the letter sank in.
"Jack Sparrow! I will make sure you hang this time!" Norrington yelled. "We will send out the whole Royal Navy and get your daughter back. This time, Mr. Sparrow will keep his appointment with the gallows."
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The Black Pearl was sailing smoothly through the waves. It was a very beautiful morning and the sun was reflected on the crystal clear waters.
"Drink up me 'earties, yo ho!" Jack was at the helm steering the Pearl, and singing his favorite song. He was in a gay mood. He had slept well last night, something he had not experienced for weeks. He turned when someone lightly tapped him on the shoulder. His lips curved into a smile as he saw her face and even smiled broader as he noticed that her hair was pulled back and that she was wearing one of those dresses that were less puffy compared to the ones that the high-class women wore.
"G'mornin', luv! Did ye sleep well?" he asked, a grin plastered on his handsome face.
"Why . . . good morning to you too, Jack. Yes, I did sleep well." She answered, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"No need to thank me, luv, it was really my pleasure." Smirking, he turned back to steering the wheel.
Fuming at his cocky attitude, she glared at his back. Moments passed when he finally noticed and turned to face her.
"The way yer glarin' at me back, luv, I think yer tryin' to kill me." The pirate stated, apparently amused.
"It seems that you never take me seriously, Jack."
"Am I now, luv?" Jack asked, mocking innocence.
"Not only now, but every time I tell you something of importance to me." Elisse answered.
"What exactly did ye tell me that's o' importance to ye?" he countered, a mischievous smile curving his lips. "As I see it, luv, ye were jus' rantin' on and on about nonsense, really."
"Nonsense, eh? Fine, Captain Sparrow, have it your way." With that she turned around and started to walk away, but Jack's voice stopped her mid step.
"Jus' a minute, luv. If ye want to stay on me ship, ye gotta work." His statement made her turn back.
"What exactly do you have in mind?" She asked, uncertain if she even wanted to hear his answer.
"Well . . . ol' Jack's getting' tired o' the meals prepared by Jacob. I want sumthin' new. So tha' leaves ye to cook me and the crew our meals."
"Oh . . . is that all?" She asked, relieved.
"Why . . . do ye wan' sum more work?" He raised his brow suggestively.
"Sorry to burst your bubble, Captain, but no." She smiled, finding the disappointed look on his face amusing.
"Alrigh'. But before ye get to yer chores, let me first introduce ye to me crew." He held out his hand. She looked at it uncertainly, and he grabbed her hand without waiting for her permission and pulled her to the midst of the bustling crew.
"Oy ye scabrous dogs! There's sumone I want ye all to meet!" Jack yelled at the top of his voice, catching the attention of the men and a woman.
"This 'ere be Elisse. She will be stayin' with us fer awhile." He announced loudly. After the crew nodded their acknowledgement, he introduced the men one by one to her.
"An' this 'ere is Anamaria. She used to be the only woman aboard, but not 'nymore."
"I'm pleased to meet you, Ana." Elisse said, holding out her hand.
"Nice to meet ye too, lass, but it's Anamaria. And do away with tha' handshakin', alrigh'?"
"Oh . . . sorry. It was a pleasure meeting you all. I still have some chores to attend to, so please excuse me." Elisse excused herself and went to do her chores. But before she could start preparing their meals, she first had to find the kitchen.
Entering the galley, there were two doors leading to different rooms. She tried the first door. It led to the storage room. The second door led to place that she was looking for – the kitchen. Upon entering, she noticed that it was complete of the necessary utensils used in cooking. Not that she often cooked, but it was required from a woman to learn how to cook meals for the family, and she was taught well.
As she walked further in, she noticed the piled plates and the scattered left over foods that were rotting in certain parts of the kitchen. She wrinkled her nose in disgust. 'What can you expect from pirates like them?' She thought.
Hesitantly, she folded up her sleeves and began cleaning up the mess in the kitchen. Two hours had passed before she finally finished cleaning up. By that time, it was an hour and a half before noon. She quickly washed her hands and went to the storage room.
In the storage room, she picked out some vegetables and chicken for stew, and some pork for viand. Walking back to the kitchen, she placed the picked goods on the table. She washed the vegetables and taking out a knife and a chopping board, began slicing them. She placed water on a large casserole and set it to boil. Cleaning the chicken, she added it in. Waiting for the chicken to tenderize, she placed soy sauce in a bowl and sliced the pork. She marinated the slices in it and added lemon juice. Seeing as the chicken is already tender, she added the vegetables together with some seasonings. In a frying pan, she heated some cooking oil and fried the marinated slices of pork.
It was nearly noon when she finished. She set the table and put the food in the center, adding a plate of sliced bread to pair up with the stew. Satisfied with her work, Elisse went up deck to announce that lunch was ready.
Jack, upon seeing her emerge from the galley, he smiled broadly at her which she returned with a soft stare. Walking up to him, she smiled.
"Lunch is served, Captain. You and your crew may go down to eat."
"Good. 'ear that, ye scallywags?! The lass 'ere says tha' lunch is served! Let's all go down an' eat! Gibbs! Take the wheel!" Jack yelled at the top of his voice so his whole crew could hear.
"Aye, Cap'n!" They all answered in unison.
"Come, luv. Ye 'aven't 'ad breakfast this mornin' an' ye worked 'ard. I know yer 'ungry." Jack said, turning towards Elisse and holding out his hand.
"Aye, Cap'n." She answered in a pirate accent and walking back towards the galley, leaving Jack to stare awkwardly at his outstretched hand, and finally following her as his first mate took the wheel..
"Ye know, pirate accent doesn' suit ye, luv." He stated, a grin plastered on his face.
"Whatever you say, Jack."
They sat down at the empty seats on the table. Jack sat at the end and Elisse sat to his left. They began eating the sumptuous meal that Elisse had prepared.
"I didn't know ye were a great cook, luv. Maybe Jacob can learn sumthing from ye." Jack stated, looking straight at a man with raven hair, whom he told to stay on deck and to stay away from the kitchen this morning.
"Aye, Cap'n. The lady is a bloody great cook." He answered, looking at Elisse with a fascinated look in his eyes.
"Women are required to learn how to cook meals for their family in the future. I, for one, never found use for this skill, at least, not until now." She answered, before taking a bite from her slice of pork.
"Then ye are officially the new cook on this ship, luv, an' Jacob will be another 'elpful 'and on deck." Jack said, standing up and taking a bottle from a cabinet that she never got to open, and pouring some of the contents into his mug and drowned it down. He then passed the bottle to his crew, and the bottle eventually reached her.
"Rum. I don't drink. I would rather have water." Elisse stated, wrinkling her nose at the smell of the alcoholic drink.
"If ye 'ave ne'er drank rum before, luv, then ye missed out on a lot o' things."
"I doubt it, Jack. Rum is a vile drink that destroys a person's state of mind." She countered, stubbornness in her voice.
The men looked at her awkwardly and then roared with laughter.
"Welcome to the Caribbean, luv." Jack said, after the laughter had subsided.
All the while Elisse on her lap, not being able to look straight at them as they were making fun of her. Jack, noticing her suddenly quiet disposition, knew that something was wrong.
"Luv? Are ye alright?" he asked, looking worriedly at her.
"You know what, Jack?" she said, her voice dangerously low. "It's my first day on a ship full of pirates and I already know EVERYTHING I need to know about you and your crew!"
Standing up, she took out a clean plate and filled it with food, planning to take it to Gibbs.
"I'm very sorry if I said that rum was a vile drink when I KNEW very well that rum is the most precious thing to you next to your ship." She stomped angrily away, leaving the Captain and the whole crew silent and astonished.
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"Mister Gibbs?" Elisse called out.
"Do ye need anythin', lass?" he called back from the helm.
"No, sir. I just brought you some food. I thought you might be hungry." She answered as she drew nearer.
"Aye. Thank ye, lass. Jus' put it o'er there on tha' barrel." He said, giving her an appreciative smile and continued steering the wheel.
Seeing that her task was done, she walked over to the side of the ship and laid her hands on the railing, staring out to the open sea. She took a deep breath, inhaling the salty smell.
'What are father and mother doing right now?' she thought. 'Are they mad at me? Will father send out men to look for me?'
"What are ye thinkin' 'bout, luv?" Elisse was jerked from her train of thoughts by Jack's voice.
"What do you want now, Jack?" she answered with an exasperated sigh. "Are you here to make fun of me again?"
"Actually, luv, I came 'ere to . . . err . . ." he trailed off, catching sight of her beautiful face, framed with a few strands of hair that somehow escaped the piece of cloth she used to tie it with.
"You here to what, Jack?" she asked and turned to face him, only to find that he was staring at her.
"Jack? Jack!"
"To apologize! Aye. That's it. To apologize." He blurted out, tearing his gaze away from her and on to the sea.
She arched her brows, surprised that he actually came to ask for apology. He faced her, putting his hand on her shoulders, turning her towards him.
"Sorry, luv. Didn't mean to upset ye there. Wha' do ye say ye forgive ol' Jack now, eh?" he asked, sincere in his apology.
Elisse looked deep into his eyes, finding no humor in them, only sincerity. She was lost in those deep brown orbs that it took her awhile to answer.
"Only if you promise me that you'll never do it again." She answered, a smile on her lips.
"I promise." He said, smiling himself.
After that, Elisse expected him to take his hands off, only he didn't. He stared at her all the more, putting a strand of hair behind her ear, his rough fingers grazing her cheek. She felt the tenderness in his touch, sending goose bumps all over her body.
He leaned in, lessening the distance between them, their faces an inch away from each other.
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AN: Sorry if it took so long but reviews would be wonderful! Hope you enjoyed!
Ury ^_^
Chapter 7: A day on the Pearl
(Next stanza of the song you will find in the later chapters)
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The sun shone down upon the busy streets of Port Royal. People are once again going about their daily duties, giving the place a lively mood. There were people bartering goods, and others selling various things in the stalls they put up in the Town Square. Port Royal was simply bustling with activity.
"Has our daughter suddenly lost her mind?!" the General yelled, holding a piece of paper in his hand. Scanning the letter once again, his face contorted with anger. "This is preposterous!"
General Welsch was fuming with anger. Even his wife could not calm him down. His one and only daughter running off with a pirate! The thought he could not even bear to think.
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"Commodore!" the General burst into his office without even bothering to knock.
"Is there a problem, Sir?" Commodore Norrington stood up from behind his desk.
"Indeed there is!" the General tossed the letter onto the Commodore's desk.
He quickly picked it up and began to read. He read it twice before the contents of the letter sank in.
"Jack Sparrow! I will make sure you hang this time!" Norrington yelled. "We will send out the whole Royal Navy and get your daughter back. This time, Mr. Sparrow will keep his appointment with the gallows."
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The Black Pearl was sailing smoothly through the waves. It was a very beautiful morning and the sun was reflected on the crystal clear waters.
"Drink up me 'earties, yo ho!" Jack was at the helm steering the Pearl, and singing his favorite song. He was in a gay mood. He had slept well last night, something he had not experienced for weeks. He turned when someone lightly tapped him on the shoulder. His lips curved into a smile as he saw her face and even smiled broader as he noticed that her hair was pulled back and that she was wearing one of those dresses that were less puffy compared to the ones that the high-class women wore.
"G'mornin', luv! Did ye sleep well?" he asked, a grin plastered on his handsome face.
"Why . . . good morning to you too, Jack. Yes, I did sleep well." She answered, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"No need to thank me, luv, it was really my pleasure." Smirking, he turned back to steering the wheel.
Fuming at his cocky attitude, she glared at his back. Moments passed when he finally noticed and turned to face her.
"The way yer glarin' at me back, luv, I think yer tryin' to kill me." The pirate stated, apparently amused.
"It seems that you never take me seriously, Jack."
"Am I now, luv?" Jack asked, mocking innocence.
"Not only now, but every time I tell you something of importance to me." Elisse answered.
"What exactly did ye tell me that's o' importance to ye?" he countered, a mischievous smile curving his lips. "As I see it, luv, ye were jus' rantin' on and on about nonsense, really."
"Nonsense, eh? Fine, Captain Sparrow, have it your way." With that she turned around and started to walk away, but Jack's voice stopped her mid step.
"Jus' a minute, luv. If ye want to stay on me ship, ye gotta work." His statement made her turn back.
"What exactly do you have in mind?" She asked, uncertain if she even wanted to hear his answer.
"Well . . . ol' Jack's getting' tired o' the meals prepared by Jacob. I want sumthin' new. So tha' leaves ye to cook me and the crew our meals."
"Oh . . . is that all?" She asked, relieved.
"Why . . . do ye wan' sum more work?" He raised his brow suggestively.
"Sorry to burst your bubble, Captain, but no." She smiled, finding the disappointed look on his face amusing.
"Alrigh'. But before ye get to yer chores, let me first introduce ye to me crew." He held out his hand. She looked at it uncertainly, and he grabbed her hand without waiting for her permission and pulled her to the midst of the bustling crew.
"Oy ye scabrous dogs! There's sumone I want ye all to meet!" Jack yelled at the top of his voice, catching the attention of the men and a woman.
"This 'ere be Elisse. She will be stayin' with us fer awhile." He announced loudly. After the crew nodded their acknowledgement, he introduced the men one by one to her.
"An' this 'ere is Anamaria. She used to be the only woman aboard, but not 'nymore."
"I'm pleased to meet you, Ana." Elisse said, holding out her hand.
"Nice to meet ye too, lass, but it's Anamaria. And do away with tha' handshakin', alrigh'?"
"Oh . . . sorry. It was a pleasure meeting you all. I still have some chores to attend to, so please excuse me." Elisse excused herself and went to do her chores. But before she could start preparing their meals, she first had to find the kitchen.
Entering the galley, there were two doors leading to different rooms. She tried the first door. It led to the storage room. The second door led to place that she was looking for – the kitchen. Upon entering, she noticed that it was complete of the necessary utensils used in cooking. Not that she often cooked, but it was required from a woman to learn how to cook meals for the family, and she was taught well.
As she walked further in, she noticed the piled plates and the scattered left over foods that were rotting in certain parts of the kitchen. She wrinkled her nose in disgust. 'What can you expect from pirates like them?' She thought.
Hesitantly, she folded up her sleeves and began cleaning up the mess in the kitchen. Two hours had passed before she finally finished cleaning up. By that time, it was an hour and a half before noon. She quickly washed her hands and went to the storage room.
In the storage room, she picked out some vegetables and chicken for stew, and some pork for viand. Walking back to the kitchen, she placed the picked goods on the table. She washed the vegetables and taking out a knife and a chopping board, began slicing them. She placed water on a large casserole and set it to boil. Cleaning the chicken, she added it in. Waiting for the chicken to tenderize, she placed soy sauce in a bowl and sliced the pork. She marinated the slices in it and added lemon juice. Seeing as the chicken is already tender, she added the vegetables together with some seasonings. In a frying pan, she heated some cooking oil and fried the marinated slices of pork.
It was nearly noon when she finished. She set the table and put the food in the center, adding a plate of sliced bread to pair up with the stew. Satisfied with her work, Elisse went up deck to announce that lunch was ready.
Jack, upon seeing her emerge from the galley, he smiled broadly at her which she returned with a soft stare. Walking up to him, she smiled.
"Lunch is served, Captain. You and your crew may go down to eat."
"Good. 'ear that, ye scallywags?! The lass 'ere says tha' lunch is served! Let's all go down an' eat! Gibbs! Take the wheel!" Jack yelled at the top of his voice so his whole crew could hear.
"Aye, Cap'n!" They all answered in unison.
"Come, luv. Ye 'aven't 'ad breakfast this mornin' an' ye worked 'ard. I know yer 'ungry." Jack said, turning towards Elisse and holding out his hand.
"Aye, Cap'n." She answered in a pirate accent and walking back towards the galley, leaving Jack to stare awkwardly at his outstretched hand, and finally following her as his first mate took the wheel..
"Ye know, pirate accent doesn' suit ye, luv." He stated, a grin plastered on his face.
"Whatever you say, Jack."
They sat down at the empty seats on the table. Jack sat at the end and Elisse sat to his left. They began eating the sumptuous meal that Elisse had prepared.
"I didn't know ye were a great cook, luv. Maybe Jacob can learn sumthing from ye." Jack stated, looking straight at a man with raven hair, whom he told to stay on deck and to stay away from the kitchen this morning.
"Aye, Cap'n. The lady is a bloody great cook." He answered, looking at Elisse with a fascinated look in his eyes.
"Women are required to learn how to cook meals for their family in the future. I, for one, never found use for this skill, at least, not until now." She answered, before taking a bite from her slice of pork.
"Then ye are officially the new cook on this ship, luv, an' Jacob will be another 'elpful 'and on deck." Jack said, standing up and taking a bottle from a cabinet that she never got to open, and pouring some of the contents into his mug and drowned it down. He then passed the bottle to his crew, and the bottle eventually reached her.
"Rum. I don't drink. I would rather have water." Elisse stated, wrinkling her nose at the smell of the alcoholic drink.
"If ye 'ave ne'er drank rum before, luv, then ye missed out on a lot o' things."
"I doubt it, Jack. Rum is a vile drink that destroys a person's state of mind." She countered, stubbornness in her voice.
The men looked at her awkwardly and then roared with laughter.
"Welcome to the Caribbean, luv." Jack said, after the laughter had subsided.
All the while Elisse on her lap, not being able to look straight at them as they were making fun of her. Jack, noticing her suddenly quiet disposition, knew that something was wrong.
"Luv? Are ye alright?" he asked, looking worriedly at her.
"You know what, Jack?" she said, her voice dangerously low. "It's my first day on a ship full of pirates and I already know EVERYTHING I need to know about you and your crew!"
Standing up, she took out a clean plate and filled it with food, planning to take it to Gibbs.
"I'm very sorry if I said that rum was a vile drink when I KNEW very well that rum is the most precious thing to you next to your ship." She stomped angrily away, leaving the Captain and the whole crew silent and astonished.
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"Mister Gibbs?" Elisse called out.
"Do ye need anythin', lass?" he called back from the helm.
"No, sir. I just brought you some food. I thought you might be hungry." She answered as she drew nearer.
"Aye. Thank ye, lass. Jus' put it o'er there on tha' barrel." He said, giving her an appreciative smile and continued steering the wheel.
Seeing that her task was done, she walked over to the side of the ship and laid her hands on the railing, staring out to the open sea. She took a deep breath, inhaling the salty smell.
'What are father and mother doing right now?' she thought. 'Are they mad at me? Will father send out men to look for me?'
"What are ye thinkin' 'bout, luv?" Elisse was jerked from her train of thoughts by Jack's voice.
"What do you want now, Jack?" she answered with an exasperated sigh. "Are you here to make fun of me again?"
"Actually, luv, I came 'ere to . . . err . . ." he trailed off, catching sight of her beautiful face, framed with a few strands of hair that somehow escaped the piece of cloth she used to tie it with.
"You here to what, Jack?" she asked and turned to face him, only to find that he was staring at her.
"Jack? Jack!"
"To apologize! Aye. That's it. To apologize." He blurted out, tearing his gaze away from her and on to the sea.
She arched her brows, surprised that he actually came to ask for apology. He faced her, putting his hand on her shoulders, turning her towards him.
"Sorry, luv. Didn't mean to upset ye there. Wha' do ye say ye forgive ol' Jack now, eh?" he asked, sincere in his apology.
Elisse looked deep into his eyes, finding no humor in them, only sincerity. She was lost in those deep brown orbs that it took her awhile to answer.
"Only if you promise me that you'll never do it again." She answered, a smile on her lips.
"I promise." He said, smiling himself.
After that, Elisse expected him to take his hands off, only he didn't. He stared at her all the more, putting a strand of hair behind her ear, his rough fingers grazing her cheek. She felt the tenderness in his touch, sending goose bumps all over her body.
He leaned in, lessening the distance between them, their faces an inch away from each other.
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AN: Sorry if it took so long but reviews would be wonderful! Hope you enjoyed!
Ury ^_^