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Victoria left Jack by the beach and made her way down the streets. She wasn't familiar with the streets but having spent most of her life on them she didn't feel the bit uncomfortable. She eventually found a street that ran along the main street that she and Jack were just on. She crossed over and made it into the Dragon's Inn unnoticed. She reached her room and closed the door.
"Gah!!!" She jumped back and hit the door and slid to floor.
"Miss Victoria! I demand an explanation from you this instant!" yelled her visitor.
"W-Wh-What are you doing in my room! Aren't you supposed to wait downstairs or something!"
"Not when your life in is danger. Now explain yourself!"
"What is there to explain? Oh, my clothes? For your information I hate dresses!"
"Your wearing britches for heaven's sake. Its its its unladylike!"
"I never was good a being a lady," she said and pulling her self up. She was indeed wearing black britches with a somewhat loose cream shirt, and boots. She did however have a long skirt with her. She pulled it off right before she rescued Jack and the cloak as well but they were in a knapsack. "And what do you mean my life is in danger?"
"There is infamous captain pirate running about and he is very dangerous....Are you...Are you a pirate?! Give me your arm now!" Norrington crossed the room and yanked her right arm and pushed the sleeve back. He didn't find the 'P' brand or any other tattoos. He checked her other arm too while Victoria waited patiently.
"Are you satisfied now?" She turned her back on him and walked by to stand in front of the window.
"I..I don't know what to say. I have to inform your uncles." He turned and looked at her backside.
"Don't even bother."
"They must be notified of your extreme behavior and misconduct," he said making gestures in the air with his arms.
"Like I said don't even bother. They could care less."
"What?! The house of Malon of very respectable."
Victoria whirled around, "No its not!!! The only thing respectable about it was my father and mother. You – pointing at him – you don't even...Get out!!!"
"No! You are coming with me."
"You have got to be joking."
"I can't leave you alone obviously now can I?"
"So you found me pants. Is it such a crime?!"
"I need to show you something," he said quietly. "As soon as you change," he redirected his gaze to the floor.
"You did consider that if you show your face downstairs people are going to start to talk? They didn't see me but you did ask for me and eventually snuck up here."
"I'm willing to risk it. Now please change."
"Wait for a moment. You are willing to risk your reputation just to show me something?"
"Yes, if you put it that way." Norrington began to shift his weight for side-to-side and continued to stare at the floor. The room was quiet for a moment. Victoria just stared at him.
"I can't let you do that," she said quietly.
Norrington turned around and look up. Victoria sighed and motioned him to come closer. "Follow me." With that she opened the window and hauled herself up onto the sill. She stood up and reached up to grab the edges of the roof to pull herself up. She knew that she could leave the Commodore behind but laid down and offered a hand.
Norrington refused to accept her help and made it up with ease. He flashed her a grin and beckoned her to follow him now
Victoria's POV--------------------------------------------
I don't understand you one bit. You act all proper the fist minute and then the next you're climbing out of windows. I guess there is more to you after all James. If you can keep this side of you up you might become bearable after all.
"Come on now. I know you can keep up better than that," he said interrupting her thoughts. She ran up to him. 'Bearable indeed'
Main POV--------------------------------------------------
The sun started to set when they reached his house. Norrington lead Victoria into his library. As soon as the doors were closed Norrington immediately went to the desk in the center of the room and pulled open the middle drawer and was rummaging through papers. Victoria just raised an eyebrow and watched. They did speak to each other during the rest of the journey. She glanced over to see Norrington pull the draw out and use a letter opener to pry open what she assumed to be a secret compartment. He pulled out an envelope and walked over to her.
"Here this belongs to you." He handed out the envelope.
"What is it?" and reached out slowly to take it.
"Its meant for your eyes only."
Victoria turned the envelope over and saw her name printed on the center. She slowly opened it and pulled the letter out. It said:
Dearest Vicky,
Oh there is so much to tell you! Your mother and I love you so much and unfortunately b the time you receive this we shall have already passed. Don't fret my dear, well, you never were the type to fret. All in good humor I assure you.
I am guessing that by now your 'dearest' uncles have threatened to cut you off from the estate. Well don't believe them one bit. That estate is yours and yours alone. Your uncles are greedy and have no doubt forged the will. They will try to get rid of you either by shipping you away so they can make off with the estate or by death.
Before your mother and I left on what would be our last adventure we hid our treasure. We left some out in order to ensure that your uncles would cause you no ill harm. The amount that we have hidden is at 5 times as big as your current fortune is.
Unfortunately there is only one map and it up to you to find it. I have entrusted a good friend of mine to give you this letter in your 22nd season. If Commodore Ruvald Norrington did not give this to you then I suspect it would be his son James. I met little James once and he was a mischievous little devil let me tell you.
The next step to take is now entirely yours lass. Keep in mind where the wind blows my dear. You know what to do.
Your father,
Jacob M.
"I ..I need to sit down," said Victoria. Norrington guided her to the chair behind the desk.
He kneeled down on one knee and asked, "What is it?" She handed him the letter and he accepted it and read it. After he was done he stood up and placed it on the desk. "I'll go dispatch some men and have them return with your uncles.
"No, don't even bother. They can keep what they have. I just have to sort this all out. If you don't mind I would like to return to the inn."
"Do you want me to take you back?"
She was about to wave him off when she looked at him. His eyes showed concern and his voice was soft. "If you don't mind."
"Not at all."
Outside the Dragon's Inn--------------------------------
Victoria and Norrington sat in the covered carriage. The ride had been quiet. Before Norrington got up to open the door for her he said, "I've kept my father's journal after he died. I remember reading about your parents and about you as well. If you feel up to it I can let you see it if and when you decide what your next step will be."
"Thank you James, That means a lot to me. I just need to rest today has been a long day."
"Shall I call upon you in the evening then?"
"Oh don't worry. I just need some time alone is all."
Norrington got up and out and held the door open for her. "You know I'm actually glad that you are who...well who you are." He offered her a smile and she couldn't help but smile back.
"Goodnight James."
"Goodnight Vicky," and with that he climbed back in and the carriage pulled away. Victoria couldn't kelp but continue smiling to herself. She walked into the inn and the clerk nearly fell over when he saw her. She bribed him with four shillings if he promised not to mention a word.
She reached Elise's room and knocked on the door. She peered out and invited her in. They exchange what they did that day only Victoria left out the part with Norrington and the letter. Elise was nearly squealing with excitement when she heard about Captain Jack Sparrow. Vicky left and entered her room. She flopped on the bed and was just starting to fall asleep when she heard something tapping on her window....
R&R please
Victoria left Jack by the beach and made her way down the streets. She wasn't familiar with the streets but having spent most of her life on them she didn't feel the bit uncomfortable. She eventually found a street that ran along the main street that she and Jack were just on. She crossed over and made it into the Dragon's Inn unnoticed. She reached her room and closed the door.
"Gah!!!" She jumped back and hit the door and slid to floor.
"Miss Victoria! I demand an explanation from you this instant!" yelled her visitor.
"W-Wh-What are you doing in my room! Aren't you supposed to wait downstairs or something!"
"Not when your life in is danger. Now explain yourself!"
"What is there to explain? Oh, my clothes? For your information I hate dresses!"
"Your wearing britches for heaven's sake. Its its its unladylike!"
"I never was good a being a lady," she said and pulling her self up. She was indeed wearing black britches with a somewhat loose cream shirt, and boots. She did however have a long skirt with her. She pulled it off right before she rescued Jack and the cloak as well but they were in a knapsack. "And what do you mean my life is in danger?"
"There is infamous captain pirate running about and he is very dangerous....Are you...Are you a pirate?! Give me your arm now!" Norrington crossed the room and yanked her right arm and pushed the sleeve back. He didn't find the 'P' brand or any other tattoos. He checked her other arm too while Victoria waited patiently.
"Are you satisfied now?" She turned her back on him and walked by to stand in front of the window.
"I..I don't know what to say. I have to inform your uncles." He turned and looked at her backside.
"Don't even bother."
"They must be notified of your extreme behavior and misconduct," he said making gestures in the air with his arms.
"Like I said don't even bother. They could care less."
"What?! The house of Malon of very respectable."
Victoria whirled around, "No its not!!! The only thing respectable about it was my father and mother. You – pointing at him – you don't even...Get out!!!"
"No! You are coming with me."
"You have got to be joking."
"I can't leave you alone obviously now can I?"
"So you found me pants. Is it such a crime?!"
"I need to show you something," he said quietly. "As soon as you change," he redirected his gaze to the floor.
"You did consider that if you show your face downstairs people are going to start to talk? They didn't see me but you did ask for me and eventually snuck up here."
"I'm willing to risk it. Now please change."
"Wait for a moment. You are willing to risk your reputation just to show me something?"
"Yes, if you put it that way." Norrington began to shift his weight for side-to-side and continued to stare at the floor. The room was quiet for a moment. Victoria just stared at him.
"I can't let you do that," she said quietly.
Norrington turned around and look up. Victoria sighed and motioned him to come closer. "Follow me." With that she opened the window and hauled herself up onto the sill. She stood up and reached up to grab the edges of the roof to pull herself up. She knew that she could leave the Commodore behind but laid down and offered a hand.
Norrington refused to accept her help and made it up with ease. He flashed her a grin and beckoned her to follow him now
Victoria's POV--------------------------------------------
I don't understand you one bit. You act all proper the fist minute and then the next you're climbing out of windows. I guess there is more to you after all James. If you can keep this side of you up you might become bearable after all.
"Come on now. I know you can keep up better than that," he said interrupting her thoughts. She ran up to him. 'Bearable indeed'
Main POV--------------------------------------------------
The sun started to set when they reached his house. Norrington lead Victoria into his library. As soon as the doors were closed Norrington immediately went to the desk in the center of the room and pulled open the middle drawer and was rummaging through papers. Victoria just raised an eyebrow and watched. They did speak to each other during the rest of the journey. She glanced over to see Norrington pull the draw out and use a letter opener to pry open what she assumed to be a secret compartment. He pulled out an envelope and walked over to her.
"Here this belongs to you." He handed out the envelope.
"What is it?" and reached out slowly to take it.
"Its meant for your eyes only."
Victoria turned the envelope over and saw her name printed on the center. She slowly opened it and pulled the letter out. It said:
Dearest Vicky,
Oh there is so much to tell you! Your mother and I love you so much and unfortunately b the time you receive this we shall have already passed. Don't fret my dear, well, you never were the type to fret. All in good humor I assure you.
I am guessing that by now your 'dearest' uncles have threatened to cut you off from the estate. Well don't believe them one bit. That estate is yours and yours alone. Your uncles are greedy and have no doubt forged the will. They will try to get rid of you either by shipping you away so they can make off with the estate or by death.
Before your mother and I left on what would be our last adventure we hid our treasure. We left some out in order to ensure that your uncles would cause you no ill harm. The amount that we have hidden is at 5 times as big as your current fortune is.
Unfortunately there is only one map and it up to you to find it. I have entrusted a good friend of mine to give you this letter in your 22nd season. If Commodore Ruvald Norrington did not give this to you then I suspect it would be his son James. I met little James once and he was a mischievous little devil let me tell you.
The next step to take is now entirely yours lass. Keep in mind where the wind blows my dear. You know what to do.
Your father,
Jacob M.
"I ..I need to sit down," said Victoria. Norrington guided her to the chair behind the desk.
He kneeled down on one knee and asked, "What is it?" She handed him the letter and he accepted it and read it. After he was done he stood up and placed it on the desk. "I'll go dispatch some men and have them return with your uncles.
"No, don't even bother. They can keep what they have. I just have to sort this all out. If you don't mind I would like to return to the inn."
"Do you want me to take you back?"
She was about to wave him off when she looked at him. His eyes showed concern and his voice was soft. "If you don't mind."
"Not at all."
Outside the Dragon's Inn--------------------------------
Victoria and Norrington sat in the covered carriage. The ride had been quiet. Before Norrington got up to open the door for her he said, "I've kept my father's journal after he died. I remember reading about your parents and about you as well. If you feel up to it I can let you see it if and when you decide what your next step will be."
"Thank you James, That means a lot to me. I just need to rest today has been a long day."
"Shall I call upon you in the evening then?"
"Oh don't worry. I just need some time alone is all."
Norrington got up and out and held the door open for her. "You know I'm actually glad that you are who...well who you are." He offered her a smile and she couldn't help but smile back.
"Goodnight James."
"Goodnight Vicky," and with that he climbed back in and the carriage pulled away. Victoria couldn't kelp but continue smiling to herself. She walked into the inn and the clerk nearly fell over when he saw her. She bribed him with four shillings if he promised not to mention a word.
She reached Elise's room and knocked on the door. She peered out and invited her in. They exchange what they did that day only Victoria left out the part with Norrington and the letter. Elise was nearly squealing with excitement when she heard about Captain Jack Sparrow. Vicky left and entered her room. She flopped on the bed and was just starting to fall asleep when she heard something tapping on her window....
R&R please