Miss Cleo, jess, and SugarPlumFairy, ya'll are my heroes! As for your questions: we'll find out now won't we? Yeah, well, I have a pretty good idea of what happens, but lets face it … I'm crazy. My ideas will probably change, so … we'll see when we get there.
Sorry, but I was in a really bad mood. School stinks. ANYWHO, to those of you out there who haven't reviewed yet: R&R.
Sorry about this chapter beingSO late. I'm such a hypocrite. I'm also sorry that it's SO short and dull. I keep changing the plot, so this was the only way to leave details out, yet, still get you a chapter so you didn't forget my existence, though I have to admit that it's tempting to just drop the story … I may start on a Lord of the Rings one.
Well, here goes people!
Vera stood stiffly just inside the doorway of the finest room on board.
Captain Sparrow's quarters resembled Adam's in architecture, but in little else. It also had one portion of the room raised, the portion you immediately walked into when entering the room. On it was a large oak table, well worn though ornately carved. Along the back wall of the lowered portion, many windows filled with rippled glass exposed the sea and the sunlight just outside.
The room was sparsely furnished, with only two large pieces – the table aforementioned, and a bed on the lower part. In the far right corner, the large mahogany bed sat slightly askew. The bedding on it was not cheap, yet it was carelessly tossed about. Also on the bed, a few miscellaneous items of clothing lay crumpled. Other than the bed, the lower portion of the room was unfurnished. Scattered over the floor were many eclectic items, either from travel or plunder. Veronica wondered if any of her things lay in the pile, but her thoughts were interrupted by a loud thumping of boots on hard wood.
Veronica turned her gaze in the direction of the thumping to see the captain sprawled out in a large chair, his feet propped up on the table. With one hand, he twisted off the seal to a rum bottle, and with the other he motioned for her to sit in the chair across from him. Veronica obeyed.
"Now, luv," the captain started, taking a swig of the rum, "where were we? Ah, yes …"
