"Commodore! They're headed right for us!" The lieutenant cried, pointing.
"That's got to be the worst pirate I've ever seen." Commodore Norrington remarked "Hard to port, and haul out the long nines!" He shouted. "Now Captain Sparrow," He murmured, raising his spyglass. "Let's see you fly out of this one."
"Fire cannons!" Norrington ordered, and down the line, each cannon fired in turn. Tori watched each one come closer and closer to her beloved ship.
"Fire cannons!" Norrington ordered, and down the line, each cannon fired in turn. Tori watched each one come closer and closer to her beloved ship.
"Ready the canvas!" Jack roared to the crew. Confused, they obeyed swiftly. "On my word!"
"Wait for the cannons." Tori cautioned, holding the dagger loosely in her hand.
"Fire cannons!" Norrington ordered, and down the line, each cannon fired in turn. Tori watched each one come closer and closer to her beloved ship.
"Wait," She said tensely through gritted teeth. The cannonball scraped the side of her ship and she winced, "Now!" She cried,
"Raise the sails!" Jack commanded,
"Fire cannon!" Norrington commanded,
The last cannonball flew directly on target aimed right for the center of the deck. The Lieutenant rubbed his eyes as it flew farther off course. The Bängala soared out of range against the wind and brushed by the Moclips close enough to touch it.
"Raise sails!" Norrington roared
The crew complied, but the ship threatened to capsize with the strong winds.
James Norrington pounded his fists on the railing and glared as Jack Sparrow made yet another miraculous escape.
"That's got to be the best pirate I've ever seen!" One of the mercenaries commented to his mate. "As opposed to this'un" He nodded towards the enraged commodore with a wicked grin and swung back up to loosen the sails.
Tori sighed with relief as the Moclips struggled with the wind. She turned to Jack who had a somber face and his hand outstretched. Puzzled, she looked into his eyes and her own hardened. She smacked her dagger in his waiting palm. Her hands up casually she slowly turned, finally tearing her defiantly hostile scowl from Jack to face a dozen or so of the crew members with pistols.
"No hero's amongst thieves Jack?" She threw over her shoulder.
"No one threatens Captain Jack Sparrow. Not on his own ship." He replied grimly.
Tori raged silently, but held her tongue as Jack knew she would. Gibbs bound her wrists and indicated for her to walk ahead. His eyes softened briefly, then steeled back to duty. One of the overzealous mates poked her in the back with a sword as she walked towards the hatch. She whipped about and in one fluid motion seized the sword and had it at his neck.
Immediately, the others had their pistols drawn and cocked. Tori's eyes blazed and she disregarded them. "Touch me again, and that hand will disappear." She threatened in a soft, dangerous voice. She shoved the flat of the sword back at the man's chest and continued to lead them to the cells. Jacobson took her elbow as the door opened and automatically made to shove her in, but a fierce look caused him to release her as though she was in fire. She walked into the cell and turned about as the door shut. She held her bonds out and her disposition changed drastically. She batted her eyelashes and looked at them innocently. "Won't you take these off?" She requested sweetly. Cautiously Gibbs slit her bonds.
"We're real sorry Miss Tori." He apologized "Cap'ns orders and all. We'll put in for ya."
"Aye." The rest agreed, disheartened to see her in a cage.
She smiled tightly at them. "You may tell 'Captain' Sparrow that I shall not be held responsible for any damage inflicted upon this ship. However," she added darkly, "He shall be." She started to turn away, and her mouth twitched into a sadistic little half-grin.
"You may also tell him the Kitchen Wench will be unable to fulfill her cooking duties." With that, she turned her back to them, and the despondent crew filed up the stairs. Tori lay down on the suspended shelf attached to the wall and stared emotionlessly at the ceiling.