Theme: Sinister
A MATTER OF LEVERAGE
As he leant against the hard pillar, Will's chocolate brown eyes surveyed his rather rowdy surroundings. He had never before even seen a place like this let alone enter it and was not sure whether he would again. Men were singing drunkenly in the corner, waitresses with quite a small amount of clothing on teased the more sober males by leaning over their tables to place their order in front of them and many couples were scattered about the bar, pawing over each other in a way that made the young man blush.
Glancing behind him at his two 'companions', the sole reasons why he was here, Will watched as Jack set two tankards of liquor on the table and began to talk in a soft tone to his first mate. Thinking nothing of the quiet way in which Sparrow was speaking, the young blacksmith turned his attention back to his surroundings only to whip his head round a second later upon hearing Sparrow's words.
"Let's just say it's a matter of leverage."
His eavesdropping was interrupted, however, by a particularly drunken women coming to stand, well sway, beside him and lean onto him, causing his balance to falter for a second.
He was unsure what to do and was pretty embarrassed by the whole situation but was luckily saved by apparently the women's husband, who was evidently as drunk as she was, coming over to collect his spouse, giving Will a particularly dirty look before leaving.
Turning his attention back to the two pirates he watched them clink their tankards together and each take a long draft from them, clearly finishing their drinks as they both stood up at that point.
Will sighed as he realised that he had missed the rest if their conversation and tried to forget the little that he had heard, taking it as only paranoia at being in a place such as this.
But he could not shake the feeling that Jack Sparrow was planning something more sinister than just the rescue of his precious ship…
The End
Lotsa love,
Trinilee
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