Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this fanfic. Duh! I mean,
If I did, why would I even bother posting this thing on fanfiction.net. I
would be able to make a mint! LOL, JK. The only things I do own, are the
things that aren't in the movie. Another Duh!
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A figure in a long shabby coat and substantial hat sat hunched over the bar. The figure, apparently male, sat contemplatively drinking a glass of wine in The Sansy Bar. Another older man came and sat beside the figure at the bar. "I'm sorry mate, but I don't believe I've seen you 'ere before."
"You say that every time I come here old man. I think you've been drinking too much. The name, once again, is Liam Innis." A long slender hand shot out from underneath the coat.
"Oh," belched the old man, clasping the hand more to steady his swaying body than in greeting. He had indeed had had too many drinks but he didn't need someone to point that out for him. "O' course you've been 'ere, I should 'ave known. You know 'ow I can tell?" The man grinned slyly.
"No, how?" asked Liam, his voice dripping with sarcasm. However, the old man was in no condition to notice this.
"I see Anna over there is giving you a secret little smile." He wheezed in laughter. "Which can only mean one thing o course." The old drunk leaned a little too close into Liam's face. He repelled backwards as the smell of bad rum hit his face and shouted, "Go back to your drink old man!" The old man slipped away, wheezing with laughter all the while. Liam just shook its head and sipped some more of his wine.
"Anna!" Liam called, beckoning the girl behind the bar to come closer.
"Yes, sir?" she said innocently. That oh, so sweet, oh so annoying smile was once again flitting across her face.
"Anna," whispered Liam, "You really have to stop smiling at me like that. I told you who I really am precisely because I didn't want you to smile at me like that!!"
"Oh come on, Dèsirèè," Anna whispered back, "I can't 'elp it. It's just so funny to see all the other customers treat you like a man. You're lucky I don't burst out laughing." She was rather close to laughing hysterically right now so Dèsirèè Moore decided to let the barmaid go tend to some of the other customers in the pub.
Dèsirèè enjoyed the drinks, the smoke, and the music that was Sansy Bar but was afraid people here knew her a bit too well. She wasn't that anxious for the entire male population to discover that the pirate Liam Innis was a gawky looking girl. Dèsirèè dressed as a man for three main reasons. One, pants and a shirt were infinitely more comfortable than a dress and a corset, and were much easier to get around in. Second, most people didn't have a lot of respect for female pirates unless you beat them until their morale improved. While Dèsirèè did have to do this occasionally, she did not like have to give a good thrashing to practically any person she came in contact with. So, dressing as a man did earn one immediate respect than if she were to make her sex and job plain. Third, unless you were a whore or a barmaid, it was very dangerous to be a woman walking down the streets and alleyways of Tortuga; not to mention the tips as a barmaid were lousy. She knew better than most the danger of this. She could still hear the pained screams of mercy..
She shook off the sound ringing in her ears. If she was going to think about that tonight she better have something stronger than the red wine she was currently drinking.
"Anna!" she cried, "Bring me some rum!"
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Well, how'd y'all like that chapter, hmmm? I really need your comments and reviews so I know if I should continue writing this story. Yes Jack, Will, Elizabeth, the crew, and Norrington (and Percy the Pug; Not the one from Pocahontas another cuter one) will be in the following chapters if you guys like this first one. Adios Amigos- Thousand Faces
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A figure in a long shabby coat and substantial hat sat hunched over the bar. The figure, apparently male, sat contemplatively drinking a glass of wine in The Sansy Bar. Another older man came and sat beside the figure at the bar. "I'm sorry mate, but I don't believe I've seen you 'ere before."
"You say that every time I come here old man. I think you've been drinking too much. The name, once again, is Liam Innis." A long slender hand shot out from underneath the coat.
"Oh," belched the old man, clasping the hand more to steady his swaying body than in greeting. He had indeed had had too many drinks but he didn't need someone to point that out for him. "O' course you've been 'ere, I should 'ave known. You know 'ow I can tell?" The man grinned slyly.
"No, how?" asked Liam, his voice dripping with sarcasm. However, the old man was in no condition to notice this.
"I see Anna over there is giving you a secret little smile." He wheezed in laughter. "Which can only mean one thing o course." The old drunk leaned a little too close into Liam's face. He repelled backwards as the smell of bad rum hit his face and shouted, "Go back to your drink old man!" The old man slipped away, wheezing with laughter all the while. Liam just shook its head and sipped some more of his wine.
"Anna!" Liam called, beckoning the girl behind the bar to come closer.
"Yes, sir?" she said innocently. That oh, so sweet, oh so annoying smile was once again flitting across her face.
"Anna," whispered Liam, "You really have to stop smiling at me like that. I told you who I really am precisely because I didn't want you to smile at me like that!!"
"Oh come on, Dèsirèè," Anna whispered back, "I can't 'elp it. It's just so funny to see all the other customers treat you like a man. You're lucky I don't burst out laughing." She was rather close to laughing hysterically right now so Dèsirèè Moore decided to let the barmaid go tend to some of the other customers in the pub.
Dèsirèè enjoyed the drinks, the smoke, and the music that was Sansy Bar but was afraid people here knew her a bit too well. She wasn't that anxious for the entire male population to discover that the pirate Liam Innis was a gawky looking girl. Dèsirèè dressed as a man for three main reasons. One, pants and a shirt were infinitely more comfortable than a dress and a corset, and were much easier to get around in. Second, most people didn't have a lot of respect for female pirates unless you beat them until their morale improved. While Dèsirèè did have to do this occasionally, she did not like have to give a good thrashing to practically any person she came in contact with. So, dressing as a man did earn one immediate respect than if she were to make her sex and job plain. Third, unless you were a whore or a barmaid, it was very dangerous to be a woman walking down the streets and alleyways of Tortuga; not to mention the tips as a barmaid were lousy. She knew better than most the danger of this. She could still hear the pained screams of mercy..
She shook off the sound ringing in her ears. If she was going to think about that tonight she better have something stronger than the red wine she was currently drinking.
"Anna!" she cried, "Bring me some rum!"
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Well, how'd y'all like that chapter, hmmm? I really need your comments and reviews so I know if I should continue writing this story. Yes Jack, Will, Elizabeth, the crew, and Norrington (and Percy the Pug; Not the one from Pocahontas another cuter one) will be in the following chapters if you guys like this first one. Adios Amigos- Thousand Faces