Black Raven | By : misspresh Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > General Views: 2890 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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- Chapter Eleven -
"So how do you wanna do this?" Asked Raven. "Do ye wanna do this with straight drinking, or shall we go for the more relaxed approach?"
Jack stroked his beard, contemplating his response. Sure, straight drinking would get you drunk, but you were more likely to deal with the consequences in the morning, that was if you were given the chance to sober up.
"I think the relaxed approach is the best option."
"Agreed. 'ere's the game rules. The first bottle must be finished in one go. After that, we will have to match bottle for bottle. Example, if I finish me bottle first, I can't 'ave another bottle till ye finish yours."
Jack raised an eyebrow, then nodded.
"Shall we begin, then?"
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"Willy, ye can't stay 'ere forever."
"Why not. Just cause Raven pushes me about, doesn't mean ye can too." Willy retorted back at Malone.
Malone sighed then shook his head. He had been trying to coax Willy away from the side of the ship for the better part of twenty minutes.
"C'mon Willy. Grubs up. Besides I know that Robert has been 'elping the ships cook."
Willy began to smile warmly to himself then turned back at Malone.
"Little Robert's 'ere? Haven't seen the lad since he was taken in by Raven."
"I'm sure he wouldn't mind seeing ye again." Added Malone. He knew that before Raven had taken in Robert, Willy had watched out for him after his mother died.
"Alright then. I'll come with ye. Though not as a favour to ye, understand?"
Malone nodded, and proceeded to show Willy the way to the galley where the rest of the crew had gone. Malone briefly wondered about Raven, about what she and Jack were talking about. If they were even talking at all.
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Jack and Raven had already gone through two bottles of rum, and neither were really feeling the effects yet. Jack had been telling Raven about his venture in getting the Black Pearl back.
"So, did ye enjoy being marooned?" Asked Raven, she smirked at Jack awaiting his response.
"Put it this way. Would ye like to be marooned on an island, that was used by rum-runners?" Jack smiled at her, his gold teeth showing.
"Rum-runners? Ye lucky son of a bitch!" Raven chuckled.
Jack passed another bottle to Raven, and she gratefully accepted it.
"The only trouble was, I lost me ship twice to Barbossa. But at least I got me pearl back."
"Ye must be glad he's gone. Nothing but trouble, or so I heard."
Jack frowned for a moment, then looked at her curiously.
"You do hear a lot, don't you?" He stated.
Raven shrugged her shoulders, and tilted her head to one side. Raven removed her hat, and shook her head. Jack noticed for the first time that she had dreads in her hair. She obviously didn't care too much about it's appearance. That was where a lot of women failed at sea, caring about their appearance.
Jack studied her for a couple of moments. In the light he saw that Raven had dirt on her cheek. There was also dirt on her hands. He glanced down briefly at his own grubby hands, before his gaze flickered back to her.
"Aye, I guess I do. Best to keep up to date on who is lurking about."
"Which I take it, is why Willoughby caught ye out." Jack took another swig.
Raven's eyes darkened. Jack noticed that this always appeared to happen when she was annoyed, or angry. It was mostly hard to tell what she was feeling. She kept her emotions to herself, quite like him. But from experience he had discovered that you couldn't hide it from your eyes. Hurt and anger were ones that he found appearing in her a lot.
"I don't exactly want to talk about that son of a bitch." She stated calmly. "Let's commence with the drinking."
"But of course. Wouldn't want you to miss me winning" He smirked.
Raven answered him by downing the bottle, while Jack looked on in amazement. Raven took in a gasp of air and slammed the bottle on the table. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, then belched very loudly.
Jack waved his hand in front of his face. He knew that Raven acted quite masculine, but he hadn't expected that.
"God almighty. There is no feminine quality about ye, is there?"
"Never 'ad any complaints about it before. But there still is a part of me that is entirely female." She smirked at him.
"Aye, and what that be?"
"Use your imagination, Sparrow."
"Me imagination? Aye, but my imagination can whip up quite a few images, regarding any female. Including you." Jack began to laugh heartily.
There was a short rap at the door, which cut Jack's laughter short.
"Enter." Jack tried to sound serious, but his voice cracked slightly.
"Captain Sparrow. Mister Gibbs asked me to bring some food." Answered Robert, as he entered with a tray.
"Thank ye, Lad. Just place it on the table."
Robert placed the tray on the table. He looked at Raven and nodded.
"Captain." He addressed her.
"Robert, Lad. Have ye seen Malone?" She asked the youngster, the look in her eyes becoming fairly warm.
"No Captain. Not since this morning. Is there any reason?" Asked Robert, his eyes on her.
"He's watching a guest on board. One that ye might want to visit." Raven ignored the glance that Jack had headed her way.
"May I ask who it is Captain?"
"Aye. It's Willy." Raven watched as Robert's eyes lit up in excitement. "If ye can find Malone, tell him I'm allowing ye to speak with him."
"Aye, Captain. Thank ye Captain."
Robert bowed a couple of times in an excitable way, which brought a smile to Ravens lips. Then he spun around and dashed out the room. Raven let a laugh escape her.
"What was that about?" Jack questioned her.
"Willy looked after him before I took him on. He's like a father figure to him."
"Is he now." Jack thought about for a few seconds, then caught Raven staring at him. "What?"
"You need to catch up, Sparrow."
She looked pointedly at his bottle. Jack smirked at her then downed the contents. Raven chuckled slightly under her breath.
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Robert narrowly missed Gibbs as he ran past him trying to search for Malone.
"Watch it Lad!" Gibbs shouted.
"Sorry!" Robert called back. He looked about then caught sight of Malone. He dashed over, Malone saw him approaching and put his arms out, to keep Robert from slamming into him.
"Woah. Slow down, Robert."
Robert stopped just a few inches away from Malone.
"Where's Willy. The Captain told me he was on board." Robert spoke quickly in excitement.
"Aye. He is."
Malone nodded behind him Robert followed his gaze, to where Willy was standing. Robert's face broke into a huge smile. He rushed to where Willy was standing, and threw himself into Willy's open arms.
"Good to see you too boy."
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Jack and Raven had gotten through another three bottles of rum, all of them had been downed in quick succession.
Raven's speech had slowed down into a slur. Her voice sounded even more huskier than normal. Her eyes were now unfocussed, and she appeared to be swaying slightly in her seat. Jack was more or less in the same condition.
Raven chuckled as Jack got out of his seat, and staggered his way towards her, even through her blurred vision it looked like he was about to fall over at any minute.
"So, Luv. What do ye do when ye need some company on ship?" He questioned her within a slur.
"Depends on the company."
Raven involuntary shivered as Jack placed a dirt covered finger on her face. He started to slowly trace the scar that was situated on her cheek. Raven jerked away from him sharply, and swiped at his hand.
"Don't try it. I don't like men trying to seduce me."
"Seduce ye? Who said I was trying to seduce ye?" Jack looked genuinely confused at her.
"So if ye not trying to get me into ye bed, then what were ye doing?"
"I was ..."
Raven looked on as Jack's eyes rolled back. His legs gave way and he hit the floor. He was only lying there for a few seconds before he began to snore slightly.
Raven chuckled lightly and shook her head. She pulled herself up from the table more quickly than she should have. She groaned as the room around appeared to alter shape, it began to spin around her, starting off slowly but quickly gaining speed. As darkness began to envelop her, she had once last thought.
Told ye I'd drink ye under the table.
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