Chapter 4: The Meeting of Smithy
Sparrow walked cautiously into the musky smelling pub. There was a poker game going on in the right corner, and numerous sailors were gathered around the bar to order their drinks. Sparrow ambled toward the bar.
"I'll have a," Sparrow said in a femine voice. She cleared her throat and started over in a more masculine tone. "I mean give me a pint of your finest," she said, throwing a back of silver onto the table. The bartender smiled, and gave her a pint of beer. Sparrow forced a fake smile, and took her drink to a dark corner.
What she didn't realize is that she wasn't alone. Sitting at a nearby table, was a man dressed in dark clothes, sipping from a large flaggon.
"Good mornin' mate," he said to Sparrow.
Sparrow, not to be rude, answered in her masculine voice, "Yeah, good morning,"
The man moved to the table beside Sparrow's. "So what ye come here for, mate?" he asked before taking another glug from the flaggon.
"I'm looking for a ship and a crew," she said in her fake voice.
"Uh-huh, and what would ye need them for, hmm?" the man asked.
"My parents were abducted in the seige last night. I plan to rescue them," she said turning to the man.
"What's your name son?" he asked her.
"Jaqu..." she stopped short to correct her mistake, "Jack Sparrow Turner. I am the son of William and Elizabeth Turner.
"Jack Sparrow? Turner? That's interesting," he said taking another drink from the flaggon.
"Why do you say that, sir?" she asked him.
"Well Jack Sparrow be me name as well. That's rather unusual, don't you think?"
Sparrow sat in awe, "You're Captain Jack Sparrow?" she asked him, putting her drink down and pointing a finger at Jack.
"The one and only. Now you have a bit of a problem on your hands. You see most of these sailors are very supersticious. Now ye should know that it's bad luck to have a woman on board. So that means you ain't gonna have any luck on finding a crew and ship her Jaqueline,"
Sparrow coughed up her drink at the sound of her name. She placed the flaggon on the table, and turned to Jack, "How'd you know?" she whispered to him.
"Will had a daughter, love." Jack said with a smile.
Sparrow discouraged got up and left the pub. Jack, looking confused, got up and strided after her.
"I'm having a thought here Jaqueline," he said as she strode angrily down the dock.
"Sparrow, the name's Sparrow," she said without even looking back at the pirate.
"Right, Sparrow. Since I'm the only one who knows you're a girl, I could get us a crew,"
Sparrow stopped and turned towards Jack. "Oh really? How were you planning on doing that, Mr. Sparrow?" she said with smile.
"Captain! Captain Jack Sparrow! For your information, young missy, I happen to have a crew who know both Will and Elizabeth. Now I sent your family those items in order to protect them, and I felt that Will and Elizabeth would keep them safe. Now I am giving you a chance to join my crew, and we can go after your folks together. Or, you can venture out into the open sea on your little vessle you call a ship, it's your choice," he said turning away.
"Are you telling me the truth Captain Jack Sparrow?" Sparrow asked the pirate.
"Why would you think I would lie?" he said turning to face her.
"Because your a pirate," she said, her eyes now locked on his.
"That's not very nice," he siad pointing a finger at her.
"Pirates don't have to be nice. We live our lives on lies and treasure," she said smiling.
"I am glad you see it my way," he said, turning back around and heading up the dock. Sparrow followed and walked beside him.
"So you were Smithy?" she asked him as they walked together.
"Uh-huh," he said with a nod of his head, his knotted dead locks bouncing on his chest.
"So where's your vessle?" she asked him. He didn't answer and kept on walking.
Very soon Jack and Sparrow arrived at the pub.
"Stay here," he said before entering the pub. After a few mintues, he emerged with a crew of at least three dozen men.
"All right crew, this here is Jack Sparrow Turner. Young William Turner's son. He wishes to join our crew, and sail with us? What say you? Shall he sail, or bail?" Jack asked the crew.
All of them yelled out, "Ay," except for Cotton, who's parrot blurted out a "wind in the sails,"
JAck turned to Sparrow, "Guess it's unanimous. Jack led his crew to the ship. It was black, it's sails worn and full of holes. Sparrow recognized that ship immediately and boarded with pride.
Sparrow walked cautiously into the musky smelling pub. There was a poker game going on in the right corner, and numerous sailors were gathered around the bar to order their drinks. Sparrow ambled toward the bar.
"I'll have a," Sparrow said in a femine voice. She cleared her throat and started over in a more masculine tone. "I mean give me a pint of your finest," she said, throwing a back of silver onto the table. The bartender smiled, and gave her a pint of beer. Sparrow forced a fake smile, and took her drink to a dark corner.
What she didn't realize is that she wasn't alone. Sitting at a nearby table, was a man dressed in dark clothes, sipping from a large flaggon.
"Good mornin' mate," he said to Sparrow.
Sparrow, not to be rude, answered in her masculine voice, "Yeah, good morning,"
The man moved to the table beside Sparrow's. "So what ye come here for, mate?" he asked before taking another glug from the flaggon.
"I'm looking for a ship and a crew," she said in her fake voice.
"Uh-huh, and what would ye need them for, hmm?" the man asked.
"My parents were abducted in the seige last night. I plan to rescue them," she said turning to the man.
"What's your name son?" he asked her.
"Jaqu..." she stopped short to correct her mistake, "Jack Sparrow Turner. I am the son of William and Elizabeth Turner.
"Jack Sparrow? Turner? That's interesting," he said taking another drink from the flaggon.
"Why do you say that, sir?" she asked him.
"Well Jack Sparrow be me name as well. That's rather unusual, don't you think?"
Sparrow sat in awe, "You're Captain Jack Sparrow?" she asked him, putting her drink down and pointing a finger at Jack.
"The one and only. Now you have a bit of a problem on your hands. You see most of these sailors are very supersticious. Now ye should know that it's bad luck to have a woman on board. So that means you ain't gonna have any luck on finding a crew and ship her Jaqueline,"
Sparrow coughed up her drink at the sound of her name. She placed the flaggon on the table, and turned to Jack, "How'd you know?" she whispered to him.
"Will had a daughter, love." Jack said with a smile.
Sparrow discouraged got up and left the pub. Jack, looking confused, got up and strided after her.
"I'm having a thought here Jaqueline," he said as she strode angrily down the dock.
"Sparrow, the name's Sparrow," she said without even looking back at the pirate.
"Right, Sparrow. Since I'm the only one who knows you're a girl, I could get us a crew,"
Sparrow stopped and turned towards Jack. "Oh really? How were you planning on doing that, Mr. Sparrow?" she said with smile.
"Captain! Captain Jack Sparrow! For your information, young missy, I happen to have a crew who know both Will and Elizabeth. Now I sent your family those items in order to protect them, and I felt that Will and Elizabeth would keep them safe. Now I am giving you a chance to join my crew, and we can go after your folks together. Or, you can venture out into the open sea on your little vessle you call a ship, it's your choice," he said turning away.
"Are you telling me the truth Captain Jack Sparrow?" Sparrow asked the pirate.
"Why would you think I would lie?" he said turning to face her.
"Because your a pirate," she said, her eyes now locked on his.
"That's not very nice," he siad pointing a finger at her.
"Pirates don't have to be nice. We live our lives on lies and treasure," she said smiling.
"I am glad you see it my way," he said, turning back around and heading up the dock. Sparrow followed and walked beside him.
"So you were Smithy?" she asked him as they walked together.
"Uh-huh," he said with a nod of his head, his knotted dead locks bouncing on his chest.
"So where's your vessle?" she asked him. He didn't answer and kept on walking.
Very soon Jack and Sparrow arrived at the pub.
"Stay here," he said before entering the pub. After a few mintues, he emerged with a crew of at least three dozen men.
"All right crew, this here is Jack Sparrow Turner. Young William Turner's son. He wishes to join our crew, and sail with us? What say you? Shall he sail, or bail?" Jack asked the crew.
All of them yelled out, "Ay," except for Cotton, who's parrot blurted out a "wind in the sails,"
JAck turned to Sparrow, "Guess it's unanimous. Jack led his crew to the ship. It was black, it's sails worn and full of holes. Sparrow recognized that ship immediately and boarded with pride.