Alex sat at the table, finishing off her third mug of rum. It was now she noticed a table full of men sitting in the back corner playing poker. She grinned. It was time to use an old trick of hers. She stood up and approached the table. She watched over their shoulders for awhile, and then broke the silence.
"What are you playing?" she asked innocently. The men looked at her.
"It's called poker. Would yeh like to play?" one man asked. Alex gave a look of surprise.
"I'd like to, but i'm afraid I don't know how." She said. The man smiled at her.
"Don' worry, you'll pick it up on the way." The man said. Alex smiled and sat in the spare seat.
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Mercy strolled down the cobble stone street, searching for a good victim. She approached an old man lying on the ground, in a drunken stupor. She emptied his pockets and continued down the road. All of a sudden she "bumped" into a woman. She made her apologies and left a few coins richer. After a few minutes, Mercy was feeling cocky. No one would catch her. She approached a man in his mid twenties, bumping into him and reaching into his pockets, pulling out a long pocket watch.
"My apologies young Miss." said the young man. Mercy began to walk off, when the man grabbed her wrist.
"Oi, that's my watch you little thief!" he cried.
"Oh no." muttered Mercy.
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"Go fish!" cried Alex, laying her cards down on the table. Everyone groaned. Alex looked up curiously.
"Did I do something wrong?" she asked. The man grumbled.
"You won again." He replied. Alex's face lit up as she reached out and grabbed the coins. The men looked at her suspiciously. One reached out and grabbed her wrist.
"Wait a minute 'ere!" he said. He shook her arm and a few cards fell out. The men's eyes widened.
"You little cheat!" one cried, standing up.
"Yeh said you'd never played before you little wretch!" another one cried, and all the men stood, withdrawing their cutlasses. Alex shoved the coins in her pockets and jumped up quickly.
"Well I've had a great time, but I must fly!" she said, running to the door. The men ran out after her.
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Mercy ran down the street with a crowd running behind her. She ran towards the bar Alex was in but was run down as Alex ran out, jingling as she ran.
"Run!" cried Alex and the two women ran towards their ship with a large mob at their heels. The women knocked people out of their way as they ran. They dodged scantily clad women and ran towards the docks.
"Why are there people chasing you?" yelled Mercy.
"Because I cheated at cards. Why are people chasing you?" replied Alex.
"Some guy is quite attached to his watch." Mercy yelled, holding up the watch. Alex grinned.
"Quite productive, weren't we?" Alex said. Mercy grinned at the older woman as they continued to run. They soon approached the ship. The Temptress sat before them in all its glory. The crew were loitering on deck. When they saw the two women, they got to work, setting the sails. As the women approached, the crew raised the anchor.
"Oi cap'n, where's the supplies?" one cried out. Alex shook her hands, signalling for them to hurry up. The ship began to leave port. The two women sped up and jumped up on deck, just making it. Mercy slipped slightly, almost falling. Alex grabbed her hand, pulling her up. Mercy stood up grinning. The pirates watched on from the deck with the crew to see an angry mob at the docks.
Suddenly a young man ran out of the crew and grabbed Mercy from around the waist. He had black hair and brown eyes. He stood almost a foot over Mercy, who looked up at him. Mercy smiled and grabbed his hands.
"Are you alright Mercy?" he asked. The pirate lass smiled and turned around, kissing him on the lips. Alex approached the two, patting Mercy on the back.
"She did fine Paddy. Now if yer gonna do that, do it down below deck." Alex said, smirking. The couple rolled their eyes at her.
"It's Patrick!" the man cried as Alex walked off.
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Jack walked into a bar.
"Drinks all around!" he cried. His crew cheered as they found their seats. Jack approached the barman who was muttering anxiously. Jack, now curious, caught the man's attention.
"Oi, what's going on?" he asked the barman.
"What, you haven't heard?" the barman replied. Jack frowned at he barman angrily.
"Of course I 'avnt heard about it, otherwise I wouldn' be askin' about it, would I?" Jack said. The barman frowned, but continued.
"The Temptress has just sailed out of Tortuga, after pillaging five ports."
"And what ports would they be?" asked Jack.
"Sorry mate that's all I know." The barman said hastily.
"Are you sure? Maybe this will jog your memory." Jack said, slipping the barman a few coins.
"Well now that you mention it, I do know the names of those ports." said the man, taking the coins. "Port David, that's where me mams sister was born. Port Williams, that's where my sister is now, lovely woman, you should meet her. Port Miller and Port Jason, where I spent my holiday. Lovely place it is. And I'm sorry to say my home town of Port Bouvade was pillaged not two days ago." Jacks eyes widened, as he realised that they were the last five towns the Pearl had been to. Jack thanked the barman and sat down with Gibbs and his crew.
"Did yeh find anythin' interesting?" asked Gibbs. Jack grinned.
"Sure did. We have our pirate ship!" he replied, and they clinked their mugs together, taking big draughts.