"Ah love, I'm always good at enterin, you know meh!" he is laughing. At me. As usual. I glare.
"Landon, I'm only goin to say this once, so hear me good, God help you. Get your arse off me ship!" I'm gritting my teeth, my eyes are closed, and even then,I am still just barely controlling the rage building steadily in my belly. Someone once told me to control my anger by counting before responding to a situation. Very rarely did I take that advice, this seemed a good time. One, two, three...
"Awh, come on, Thorn, you know yer glad ter see me!" he looks uncomfortable, he damn well should be.
"Look, I'll get off at the next stop! But ya can't expect meh to leave now! It's a mile an' a half at least back to Tortuga!" Four, five, six...
"Don't give me that! You Sparrows are more at home in the water than at your mother's breast. Get to swimmin!" I turned my back. Seven, eight...
"Rose!" I pulled my sword, and before he had time to find a counter weapon, the strong, slender blade was at his unshaven throat.
"That's CaptainThorn to you, you filthy bastard! I'm not going to hear anymore of your pathetic excuses. You are not welcome on this ship, and if you know whats good for you, I won't need my men to get you off my plank!" his eyes widened. Never, in all the 18 years he knew me, had I ever gone directly against him. Much less threatened him so. Even the night he left me, the night that whore had taken his attention away from me, I'd never taken a weapon to him. Landon and I, we'd always fought side by side, not face to face. Back when we had fought together at all though, I was a different person. A girl, naive and love struck, and stupid. Now, I was a woman, much more knowledgable, and much faster to see through the lies this man constantly spun the entire time we were together. He wouldn't be lying to me anymore.
"Captain, honest, you want to listen to him, he's got news we hadn't 'eard of yet." Charlie had been looking on in amusement up to this point. I'd forgotten how close he and the scum had been. The best of friends even. No wonder he'd gotten on the ship. Now, in a quick glance, I could see he was worried. As well he should, he'd seen me cut men down for less than this scoundrel had put me through. But I lowered my weapon, for Charlies sake.
"News?" with his neck no longer on the line, Sparrow relaxed, and seemed to be back to his cocky,'we'll do this my way' attitude. "Speak!"I barked in my best captains order voice, and he listened, although with an annoyed look my way.
"It's Jack. He's found something... something important. The note he left for me, well it didn't say much. Just that he needed help. And he requested I uh,bring you." he seemed a bit hesitant at the last part, and it took me half a second to realize why.
"He doesn't know you ran off yet does he? Thinks I'm still under your 'command'" I smirked. Landon couldn't command a damn dog, much less a crew of sailors, even worse a crew of pirates. Jack Sparrow, his elder brother, was a different story, but he had called upon his baby brother's woman a few times to help muster a few recruits, or if he was suddenly in need of a ship. I'd bet this time it was both.
"You can tell Jack I won't be helping his scoundrel of a brother, but if it's another good captain he's needin', I'm in for a bit of old fashioned piratin." Jack was a drunkard, a pimp. But what he was not, was a fool. As one of the only true pirate Captains left, he was known for his part in defeating Beckett, a pirates worst nightmare in human form, a man of the East India Trading Company, who branded pirates and enslaved them to the British empire. More than half the pirates on the sea weren't even there own men. Pathetic. Couldn't even be counted as real sailors, most pirates like Sparrow would rather be part of the Royal Navy. I was included in that number. Everything Jack wanted to do defied all laws of every land from the New World to the South Seas of China.
I never shied from teaming up with him, Landon included or not. Truth be told, the man was afraid of his older brother, probably why Jack was still unaware of his niece and her neglagent father. Well, I'd change that soon, it would be fun to watch Landons humiliation. Jack might play women like a piano, but he loved me like a sister since I was just a babe being raised in our hometown in England. He'd side with me, we'd find whatever treasure he was after now, and I'd leave them both again for a good while.
"Well see now...Captain. That there is goin to be a problem. See I haven't got a way to get to him, and he really just wanted to see you I think..." say what I would against him, and I would, Landon wasn't stupid. He knew Jack had no use for him, but he was also right about his transportation issue. I sighed.
"Where's our heading, Sparrow?" he grinned lopsided.
"Isle de Muerto...or whats left of it"