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Tortugan Beginnings
Missus Sparrow
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"When
sailing orders to arrive
Bold
Jack he takes his leave
My
dear sweetest Pol he cries
I
pray now do not grieve
Thy
Jack will take his daily can
Of
grog and drink to thee
In
hopes that thou will n'er forget
Thy
sailor who's at sea"
The tavern chorused and among those were Audrina and Jack who were of course singing the song the loudest. The song was quite drunkenly sung and the men with the instruments often got the notes mixed up. Audrina giggled at Jack who was now dancing on the bar top, screaming the song at the top of his lungs. As it died down, he jumped from the table and swayed a bit. He blinked and turned to her.
"I love that song!" He exclaimed and leaded in to get another glass of rum for himself and her.
Audrina nodded and hummed it. "A lovely, lovely song! Thy Jack will take his daily can."
"Of grog and drink to thee!" Jack continued the song further.
They clunk their cans of rum together, causing a bit to overflow on to their hands. Giggling, they chugged it down. With a grin, they both slammed it onto the table.
Absolutely randomly they both chorused, "Yo ho yo ho, a pirates life for me!"
Of course those words had nothing to do with the song they were previously singing but of course it seemed like a good idea at the time. The tavern hearing this began to break out into song.
"Really bad eggs!" Jack and Audrina said in unison, linking arms and dancing around in a rather drunken circle.
"Asshole
rules the Navy, asshole rules the sea.
If you want a bit of bum,
better get it from your chum -
You'll get no ass from me."
Jack's eyes widened as a quite intoxicated burly man began to sing and he hummed along. As he finished, he began to feverishly clap his hands. "I think he's talkin' 'bout Norrington!" He exclaimed loudly and the tavern began to rumble with laughter.
"That was a naughty song, Jack!" Audrina exclaimed while taking another long sip of her rum. Jack's brow rose suggestively and he pursued his lips.
"Yer a naughty girl, Rina." He drawled and took her hand with every intention to dance with her. "Dance wit' me!" He ordered.
Holding her close, they broke out into an odd dance that contained many twists, dives and turns. They were really just jumping around, all the while laughing their heads off. It was quite an amusing sight but neither Audrina nor Jack cared. They were much too drunk to care. After that rather odd dance, they collapsed on the chairs once more only to be served some rum. Jack, all in all, wasn't piss drunk like Audrina was. His senses were fairly muddled but he was rather conscious of what was happening. Audrina on the other hand, seemed like he could ravage her right there and she wouldn't care because she was so bloody drunk.
"I think yer had enough, luv." Jack suggested while trying to taking the glass from her grip.
She narrowed her turquoise eyes on him. "I think yer had enough, luv." She mocked with a silly grin plastered on her face. "I don't think so. I plan on gettin' piss drunk tonight, aye? Aye? I said aye!?"
"I think yer already piss drunk, luv." Jack said softly and ripped the glass from her grasp only to have the rum tip back and be poured all over him. "This only happens in my wildest dreams." He said while licking some of the rum off his rather dirty hand.
Audrina raised an eyebrow. "Really? I would think in yer wildest dreams, there would be whores and rum."
"Well, it's my wildest dreams because there aren't any whores. Yer know, lickin' the rum off me. I have such a devious imagination, Miss Hart." He slurred. "Yer want to make this my not-so-wildest dream? Eh?"
"Are yer implyin' yer want me to lick the rum off yer?" Audrina asked, not quite understanding the concept for she was very, very, very drunk. It was odd the way she said that statement because she gathered some ridiculous accent when she did drink. Jack thought she was fairly amusing when she drank.
Jack tilted his head and chuckled. "I wasn't implyin' that at all, Miss Hart. But since you suggested it, I wholeheartedly agree!" He jumped to his feet suddenly. "Off ter the Pearl!"
Audrina gazed at him and wagged a finger in front of his eyes. "Dirty, dirty pirate!" She accused before submitting into a frenzy of giggles.
"Audrina?" Came a voice behind them and Jack rolled his eyes. Turning, he saw the very frightened face of Angelina and the bemused (as well as angry) one of Lucas. "What the hell did you do to my sister!?"
"It wasn't me, mate." Jack explained before glancing at Audrina who was still sipping rum quite drunkenly. "Yer sister is quite the little vixen."
"Why are you drenched in rum?" Lucas added while wrinkling up his noise and pulling the rum away from his sister who pouted and averted her eyes else where.
"Why aren't you drenched in rum? It's a rather pleasant experience." Jack slurred before looking at the frightened face of Angel. "What are yer in here fer?"
Lucas rolled his eyes at his backwards logic and looked around the tavern. "Angel needed to go to use the head." Jack gave a rather loud laugh and rolled his eyes, still smirking.
"So yer bring her to a tavern? A tavern? Yer sure yer call yerself a pirate, mate?" Jack was rather ashamed that this boy was a crewmate on his ship. Oh well, decent lad, good with a sword, terrible pirate. Rather like Will Turner. Eunuch maybe? "Are yer a eunuch, my dear boy?"
"Eunuch?" Questioned Lucas, rather confused at what that meant.
Jack gave him a rather odd look and repeated it. "Eunuch."
"What?"
"Who? Did yer just call me a eunuch?"
"Oh shut it!" Lucas said while gritting who was gazing at Audrina who was flirting quite shamelessly with a man. He ran towards her and pushed the man away and pulled her to her feet. "What the bloody hell are you doing!?"
"Lucas!" She cried before throwing her arms around his neck and hugging him. Gazing over his shoulder, she noticed Jack and Angel "Jack! Angel!" She shouted while walking in their direction. Actually, walking wouldn't be the correct term. More of like, swayed in an incredible drunken way that might have looked like walking.
"Audrina, luv!" He cried back to her as she neared, he twirled her in tune with the shanty the tavern boys were playing.
Oh, Jack looked rather cheerful but in fact he was not. He was so bloody pissed off it made his blood boil. He had succeeded rather nicely in getting her piss drunk. A few dances, a few suggestive questions and comments and she would have been warming his bunk that night. But no. Dear old brother Lucas had to stop by and ruin Jack's fun. He still, perhaps, could get them out of the way.
"C'mon, Aud, we're leaving." Lucas said, trying to pull her away from being twirled by Jack. She grimaced and shook her head.
"No! It's fun here!" She slurred and clutched onto Jack's torso, shaking her head feverishly. "No!"
"I'll make sure our little Rina is all right fer the night." Jack said, not really minding that her arms were snaked around his waist. "Take ole whats-her-face…Angel…back to the Pearl, eh? The party was just gettin' started, mate!"
Angel grimaced and moved closer to Lucas, she closed her eyes not wanting to see greedy pirate eyes moving over her body. "Let's go, Lucas. Please." She said softly, not wanting to open her eyes.
"Take yer bonnie lass to the Pearl. C'mon, chip chop. Let's go. Get a move on. C'mon." Jack urged and gave a sigh of relief as they disappeared through the doors. "Now where is my little vixen?" He said underneath his breath.
He spotted her talking to a pirate, the look of disgust on her face. Moving towards her, he grinned as he heard the conversation.
"How much fer a night, yer pretty little thing?" The pirate cooed to her.
Audrina laughed. "Too much fer the likes of you!" She bellowed and the pirate grimaced.
"What is yer implyin'?"
"If you don't get what I'm implyin' then it's too much fer you. Run along, filthy pirate."
Jack moaned, why oh why did she have to be so stupid! The man's head looked like it was about to pop off. He ran towards her and snaked an arm around his waist as the other pirate looked like he was about to throttle her. Jack kept a hand on his pistol, just in case he did anything stupid.
"Move yer stupid creature. Lemme get that whore!" The pirate bellowed and Jack pulled Audrina father away from him.
"That's not very nice of you ter say that ter my woman." Jack growled, his pistol in his hand now. It wasn't aimed or cocked but the fact that he had taken it from his pants should put enough terror into his heart.
The man looked at the pistol at Jack's terrifying scowl back at the pistol and meekly nodded. "I apologize, Cap'n Sparrow." He murmured.
Jack narrowed his eyes on him. "Yer didn't try a go at me. Yer would be dead already. Yer apologize ter the missy."
The pirate looked at Audrina's darkened face and nodded. "Sorry, Missus Sparrow." He gulped and ran along.
Audrina's brow rose and she looked at Jack. "When did we get married?" She asked rather innocently.
He roared with laughter and snaked an arm around her waist. "Do yer not remember, Missus Sparrow?" Oh, he would have fun with this. For a little bit. Not too long.
Or maybe. This could work out for him. Oh yes, he was beginning to like this drunken fool very much for even bringing it up.
Audrina's eyes widened like saucers and she slowly shook her head. It occurred to him how innocent she looked at the moment. "Did we…yer know…." She said quietly, actually believing.
Jack couldn't control his laugher. He shook his head. "No, Missus Sparrow." He smirked.
"Are yer lyin' ta me, Jack?!" She cried, the bemusement etched onto her face and she studied his face intently.
Jack realized he could very well get her into bed at the moment but he couldn't help but feel a tad guilty if he did so. What the hell? He was Jack Sparrow! He didn't get 'guilty'.
"No, luv. I can't believe yer don't remember yer own mar-ee-age!"
"Oh no! I'm a terrible wife!" She cried and wrapped her arms around his waist. It really was a wonder that she remembered her own name, really.
Jack grinned. She made things far too easy. "Yer can make it up to me, darlin'."
"Aye, aye, Cap'n!" She replied with a grin and he literally felt his spirits soar.
Still he felt that annoying thing called a conscience tugging at him but he pushed it into the farthest reaches of his brain. A conscience wouldn't bother his fun tonight. "Go 'way conscience." He murmured to himself. Taking her hand, he laced his fingers through hers and pulled her to the barmaid who eyed them oddly. "Yer best room." Jack said rather excitedly and the barmaid nodded as he placed the money down.
"Would yer like a bath fer the missus? Perhaps some food?"
Jack pondered this. "A bath and food in the mornin'." The barmaid nodded and led them up to the room.
She would be angry in the morning; perhaps a bath would cool her down. Jack doubted this but it didn't hurt to try.
"Try not to have too much fun, eh?" She laughed as she descended down the stairs.
As they walked into the room, Jack couldn't help notice that Audrina was visibly shaking. It disgruntled him for a moment. He looked at her; she couldn't possibly be a virgin. She was twenty seven! Maybe she was traumatized with her earlier experiences with sex and rape. He turned to her and gathered her in his arms, holding her tight to his body. Audrina could faintly hear the beat of his heart against her ear. Still, she was still shaking. Faintly Audrina wondered if she was married to him, why was she so nervous? Maybe he was lying? Who knows?
Jack eyed her oddly. "Yer all right, luv?" He could hardly contain his excitement. Any man would be excited if they had an attractive young woman in their room that happened to think she was married to him. Excitement wasn't even the word.
Audrina carefully nodded and made her eyes go wide. "I can't…breathe." She said suddenly and began to heave.
Jack ran to her back and slit open the dress with his knife. She inhaled sharply without the corset on. Collapsing on the bed only in her undergarments, she closed her eyes, thankful for his help. Jack let his eyes move over her body. It wasn't much of a surprise, he had seen her naked from the waist up. Medium size breasts with a small waist and fairly sized hips. Short legs but slender enough. Rather thin and petite, it wasn't the best body Jack had seen but it was certainly a nice one. She couldn't really compare with most whores or strumpets but her face made up for that. She was much more attractive then most whores. Jack watched her with desire burning his eyes.
Still, the conscience was nagging at him. He really wanted to just say, 'screw it' and just screw her. But there was still that innocence in her that he couldn't take away. It was true they had become something of friends since they saved each other's lives and that might have also been a reason why he didn't have her right there.
Gazing down at her, he realized that her eyes were closed and she had fallen asleep. Sighing, he never been more disappointed with himself, she was willing in a drunken, gullible way. There was no doubt in his mind that she wouldn't remember this in the morning. Sitting on the bed, he moved her dark hair from her tanned face and caressed her cheek as she slept. Pulling his shirt off and boots, he adjusted Audrina so she was beneath the covers. Shrugging, he knew he would get hell for this in the morning; he climbed in next to her. Almost on cue, she snuggled next to him, her breath hot on his side. He moved to his side and lazily put an arm around her, pulling her closer. Her head rested on his chest and he smiled to himself. He would have Audrina Hart. He knew it.
