Post by Jack Sparrow on Aug 9, 2005 18:33:18 GMT -5
Jack Sparrow was gripping the wheel of the Black Pearl as the rain started to pour down upon the ship and its crew. Men were running about the ship doing what Jack barked at them to do. One man came up to Jack as he turned the wheel in the right direction.
“Jack, where exactly are we going?” The man said as he clambered up the stairs, facing him. He had tried to guess, but never actually asked Jack himself.
“Heading to “Will’s Island”, Gibbs.” Jack said with a smirk as he violently turned the wheel. He had been calling Port Royal “Will’s Island” for a long time now; he said it was his “little nickname” for it.
Mr. Gibbs blinked and stared at him for a moment. Was he mad? Going back there where Norrington would be sure to capture him and send him to the gallows? He probably didn’t hear Jack correctly.
“We’re going there?” Gibbs said with a twisted expression on his face; Jack wasn’t surprised at this, however. He would probably see this expression Gibbs had on now from all the crew when he told them.
“Yes, mate, we’re going there.” Jack said, straightening the wheel. He had a reason for going there; it wasn’t just to say “Hi, how are you?” No no…Jack Sparrow had other things on his mind as he looked out into the ocean in front of him.
Gibbs just shook his head, walking down the small stairs to help with the other men of the crew. Jack didn’t watch him leave, however; he was too busy looking ahead to see which way to go to get to the island.
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Will Turner banged on the almost-made sword as he heard someone enter through the door. Looking up, Will saw it was only Elizabeth. He put his hammer down on the anvil as she walked over and kissed him.
“Hello Will. I just wanted to ask you something.” She said, sitting down on a dark wooden chair, her skirt folding beneath her.
Will ###### his head as he looked at her. "Yes, of course." He said in a crisp British accent.
"Of course...anything." He said, as she looked at him.
"I was wondering if Norrington could...attend the wedding. My father is trying to persuade me, but I need to ask you."She said, looking at him.
Will blinked, considering. He had never liked Norrington...he hated him even more when he had actually decided to hang Jack. He sighed as he made his decision.
"Fine, he may go." Will said taking up his hammer and smacking it against the sword. Out of the corner of his eyes, Elizabeth smiled and went up to him, whispering:
"Thank you"
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Meanwhile, Jack was talking to his crew about why he was even going to the island. The crew were confused like Gibs had been, giving him blank stares,
"...So I am going to ask you to stay here and wait for me. Savvy?" Jack said, straightening his hat as the crew gave him muffled replies. "Good." He said, jumping into the long boat that floated near him, grabbing the paddles, paddling to shore as the crew watched him go.
~*~
Soon, Jack heard a thump on his longboat as he bumped into the wooden docks of Port Royal. He quickly tied the boat to the dock, leaning his hat over half his face so he could not been identified.
Jack snuck away from the dockmaster while he was back was turned. He was currently speaking to a woman Jack found familiar.
"...I should turn you in for this, you know." The dockmaster said to the woman.
The woman looked concerned, but replied "And if I gave it back, plus an extra shilling, wouldn't that be ehough to keep me safe from the wrath of arrest?" She grinned slyly, Jack seeing her hand slip down into the dockmaster's pocket swiftly, putting the small pouch of coins she had stolen in her pocket.
Jack grinned-He knew who this was. Marlui. Had looked at her for a moment, and say that she had seen him, her eyes narrowing a bit. Jack saw her say something to the dockmaster as she slipped her way around him and walked to Jack.
Marlui smirked as Jack looked at her. "Thes folks don' even know..." She took the sack of coins and hands it to him, Jack seeing many more items of value in her coat as she opened it to give him the pouch of coins. Marlui soon just passed him by, walking back to the tavern located in the middle of the town.
Jack blinked pocketing the money and murmuring "Hello to you too." He looked over and saw that she was gone. Shrugging,he walked into the town of Port Royal.
~*~
Will was sitting in a seat near the anvil, looking at a new sword that he had made. The metal was hot and shiny, ready to be used.
Yet Will had no time to practice, for the door creaked open and Jack walked in, Will a bit stunned.
"Hello, mate, thought I'd stop by." Jack said walking over to Will (Who had immediatley gotten up).
Will blinked, setting the sword down. "Jack, why...when?" He asked Jack, who smirked.
"Only today...and I have something to talk to about..." Jack replied, motioning Will to follow.
“Jack, where exactly are we going?” The man said as he clambered up the stairs, facing him. He had tried to guess, but never actually asked Jack himself.
“Heading to “Will’s Island”, Gibbs.” Jack said with a smirk as he violently turned the wheel. He had been calling Port Royal “Will’s Island” for a long time now; he said it was his “little nickname” for it.
Mr. Gibbs blinked and stared at him for a moment. Was he mad? Going back there where Norrington would be sure to capture him and send him to the gallows? He probably didn’t hear Jack correctly.
“We’re going there?” Gibbs said with a twisted expression on his face; Jack wasn’t surprised at this, however. He would probably see this expression Gibbs had on now from all the crew when he told them.
“Yes, mate, we’re going there.” Jack said, straightening the wheel. He had a reason for going there; it wasn’t just to say “Hi, how are you?” No no…Jack Sparrow had other things on his mind as he looked out into the ocean in front of him.
Gibbs just shook his head, walking down the small stairs to help with the other men of the crew. Jack didn’t watch him leave, however; he was too busy looking ahead to see which way to go to get to the island.
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Will Turner banged on the almost-made sword as he heard someone enter through the door. Looking up, Will saw it was only Elizabeth. He put his hammer down on the anvil as she walked over and kissed him.
“Hello Will. I just wanted to ask you something.” She said, sitting down on a dark wooden chair, her skirt folding beneath her.
Will ###### his head as he looked at her. "Yes, of course." He said in a crisp British accent.
"Of course...anything." He said, as she looked at him.
"I was wondering if Norrington could...attend the wedding. My father is trying to persuade me, but I need to ask you."She said, looking at him.
Will blinked, considering. He had never liked Norrington...he hated him even more when he had actually decided to hang Jack. He sighed as he made his decision.
"Fine, he may go." Will said taking up his hammer and smacking it against the sword. Out of the corner of his eyes, Elizabeth smiled and went up to him, whispering:
"Thank you"
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Meanwhile, Jack was talking to his crew about why he was even going to the island. The crew were confused like Gibs had been, giving him blank stares,
"...So I am going to ask you to stay here and wait for me. Savvy?" Jack said, straightening his hat as the crew gave him muffled replies. "Good." He said, jumping into the long boat that floated near him, grabbing the paddles, paddling to shore as the crew watched him go.
~*~
Soon, Jack heard a thump on his longboat as he bumped into the wooden docks of Port Royal. He quickly tied the boat to the dock, leaning his hat over half his face so he could not been identified.
Jack snuck away from the dockmaster while he was back was turned. He was currently speaking to a woman Jack found familiar.
"...I should turn you in for this, you know." The dockmaster said to the woman.
The woman looked concerned, but replied "And if I gave it back, plus an extra shilling, wouldn't that be ehough to keep me safe from the wrath of arrest?" She grinned slyly, Jack seeing her hand slip down into the dockmaster's pocket swiftly, putting the small pouch of coins she had stolen in her pocket.
Jack grinned-He knew who this was. Marlui. Had looked at her for a moment, and say that she had seen him, her eyes narrowing a bit. Jack saw her say something to the dockmaster as she slipped her way around him and walked to Jack.
Marlui smirked as Jack looked at her. "Thes folks don' even know..." She took the sack of coins and hands it to him, Jack seeing many more items of value in her coat as she opened it to give him the pouch of coins. Marlui soon just passed him by, walking back to the tavern located in the middle of the town.
Jack blinked pocketing the money and murmuring "Hello to you too." He looked over and saw that she was gone. Shrugging,he walked into the town of Port Royal.
~*~
Will was sitting in a seat near the anvil, looking at a new sword that he had made. The metal was hot and shiny, ready to be used.
Yet Will had no time to practice, for the door creaked open and Jack walked in, Will a bit stunned.
"Hello, mate, thought I'd stop by." Jack said walking over to Will (Who had immediatley gotten up).
Will blinked, setting the sword down. "Jack, why...when?" He asked Jack, who smirked.
"Only today...and I have something to talk to about..." Jack replied, motioning Will to follow.