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Summary: He could have made a pirate out of her, with scarcely an effort...
A double
drabble (200 words), set during the Peas in a Pod scene.
Author's note: As per Jen's request of something where Jack is thinking
about Elizabeth.
A Pirate's Life
by Hereswith
He could have made a pirate out of her, with scarcely an effort. It was in her
blood, as
if she, rather than the whelp, was Bootstrap's child. Had she been a man,
she might have
come in search of him, years ago: a runaway lad with a thirst for adventure
and a longing
for the sea, as sharp, bright and determined as any such lad he'd ever
chanced to meet.
Had he captained a ship, at that opportune moment, he might well have risked
taking her
in. She would be a quick enough study and an eager one, at that. And though
she'd likely
try his patience to the full, she would be bloody fierce in her loyalty, if
he earned it.
But a man she was not. Though she wore the clothes of one, standing there at
the rail, her
body still betrayed her, with its hint of soft curves and hollows. She was born
to finery,
Miss Elizabeth Swann, the Governor's daughter and the Commodore's
wife to be; to
elegant ballrooms and the conversation of ladies, not the cutlass, the pistol
and a pirate's
life. And knowing what he knew of her, it seemed almost a pity.