The Beautiful Waves
Author: Mistress Daphine Zobar
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Jack Sparrow/OC
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"Jack Sparrow, eh?" Meileine asked, carefully studying the man's features. It wasn't hard; his face was probably about four inches away from hers. It was nighttime in Tortuga, but luckily all the lampposts around them were lit. She could see the gold tints in his teeth and the dull fire in his eyes.
She did know who this man was. The infamous Jack Sparrow, helping lil' ol' me? He was a famed pirate, and that intimidated her somewhat. She hadn't dealt with real pirates before.
But if this is a real pirate, maybe they're not so bad.
"Aye, love," Jack answered, his face dangerously close to hers. "And since you must obviously know my profession, I must admit to be a bit on the unknown side as to what you do for a living." He smiled.
She heard his words, but couldn't focus too well on them. She seemed hypnotized. All she could do was stare at him, trying to keep a stoic face.
Must be the rum, she thought. That's all. Not used to so much going up my nostrils.
But it wasn't only rum she could smell. She could also smell the ocean and the exotic spices of India. It wasn't often she met a man who smelled so complex. But when do I spend time smelling strange men? Yes, he is strange. But a good strange.
She straightened herself, causing Jack to step back. She adjusted her boots, hoping to get the smell and sight of the captain out of her head. Keeping her back to the captain, she replied, "I'm a thief, Captain Sparrow. I specialize in stealing from others who I think probably don't need all of what they have." With that, she walked over to the man they had beaten to a pulp. Carefully, she checked and, when she found what she was looking for, took a small bag of gold from him, along with a rolled up piece of paper. She put the gold into a pocket of her trousers and the map between her belt and her blouse. She turned back to the captain.
"I suppose I should thank ye then, for helpin' me with this here brute. I had wanted to confront him for a while, but he seemed to almost get the better of me 'til you showed up."
"Aye, ye're welcome," Jack responded. "Ye call yerself a thief, now what difference is that from a pirate?" There was a smile on his face as she looked puzzled for a second, then smiled.
"I think," she said, "there are a load of differences. First off, I don't run with a crew alongside me. I'm used 'ta working along." She held her hands up, indicating her present situation. "Secondly, I ain't never really interacted with me victims. I jus' take what I want or need, and then I'm off on me way."
Jack Sparrow nodded to himself, absorbing the information. "And what makes this here gentleman so special that ye go off and almost get yer pretty lil' face cut up?" Meileine touched the gash on her neck. It wasn't that bad of a wound, but it had rattled her.
"Well, Mr. Sparrow, if you allow me to join yer crew, I think we can both answer that question." She knew she wouldn't be able to get what was on that map without help. And it seemed that this pirate would be willing to have one more character on board.
Jack looked her up and down. After about a minute of silence, he smiled. "Aye, you'll do, lass. Welcome to the Black Pearl."
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By the time her memory finished itself in her head, Meileine was at the outskirts of town. She entered the town, her eyes on the search. Being a thief, she knew what to look for. It wasn't long until she saw it: the red bandanna, the long hair, the awkward stance. It was him alright. She giggled. As stealthily as she could in a dress, she sneaked until she was at the other side of the fountain. She hid opposite him, his back towards her. The water obscured her vision of him, and when she sauntered over to where he stood, she saw no one there. Puzzled, she turned around. And there he was: Captain Jack Sparrow himself.
"Now what's a mistress thief like yerself doin' letting herself get surprised?" Jack asked, the classic smile on his face.
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I had to keep reminding myself to let Meileine feel emotion. In the other version, she is very mysterious, very independent. But this Meileine allows herself to feel more easily. Her being a thief I credit to Nami from One Piece. If you've never seen/read it before, PLEASE don't watch the 4Kids version. It's too butchered up to be any good.
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