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A Most Unusual Interest	By : Nemain Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > General Views: 5187 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A Most Unusual Interest (NC-17)
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A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST
WOMAN ALIVE �, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta� Pirate!Tim to the
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pan>pan>Jack tilted
his head in greeting as Goliath practically dragged him through the streets of
Zoruba. Gibbs followed at a distance,
shaking his head at Jack�s airs. �Good
day, madam,� Jack drawled to a frankly staring woman as he stumbled past, his
pace disrupted by Goliath�s groaning pulls and lunges on the leather lead. �How do you do?� he called to a man crossing
himself frantically.
�Cap�n,
sir,� Gibbs growled, jogging to catch up.
�This ain�t a good idea, sir��
�So you�ve
said, Gibbs,� Jack allowed relatively blithely. �But have you a better one?�
Gibbs
sighed and rolled his eyes heavenward for help before slowing enough to keep
Jack in sight but stay out of his way.
�Mind the stall, Cap�n!� he called helpfully.
Jack
whipped his head around, eyes narrowed and teeth bared, about fed up with
Gibbs� mother hen act. His stern
warning about Gibbs minding his place transformed on the spot into a harsh
invective and the thud of his skull making sudden, sharp contact with the corner
of the spice-seller�s stall. Jack�s
hands flexed spasmodically and he lost the leather lead holding Goliath
back. With a nearly inhuman roar, the
otherwise taciturn giant broke into a run, pushing through the crowded market
square, upending a cart of dried, salted cod and disappearing into the dark
back alleys. �Get him, Gibbs!� Jack
bellowed, getting to his feet after threstrest hesitation. The world was spinning in his eyes even as
he tried to move forward. He ran into
the side of the stall again, splitting his lip on the rough wood, before
gaining some equilibrium. �Gibbs!�
There was
screaming and shouting and a general din above and beyond the normal Zoruba
noise as the scene played out. Gibbs
lurching through pressing bodies, shouting as if Goliath would obey, people
demanding retribution, hands clawing at Jack as he tried to follow. He felt the futility of it all well up
inside him in painful frustration. _I�m
haven�t cried since I was six. I�m not
about to be startin� now� _ He growled
wordlessly as he shoved a grasping hand away, shrugging his coat free of an
urchin demanding money while patting him down for coin. �You�re not findin� it here,� he
snarled. He moved as quickly as he
could through the slowly thinning crowd, kicking aside the downed salt cod as
he found the alley Gibbs had followed.
It stank of offal and wet and worse, of disease. Jack fairly choked on the scent of filth in
the air as he ran down the narrow alley ways, his sword slowing him as it
clanged into the walls of the abodes on either side. He found Gibbs groaning on the ground around the second bend in
the path. He was bleeding from a scalp
wound, not deep but long, and trying to roll to his feet in the slick, muddy
alley. �Who hit you?�
Gibbs
groaned. �She did.�
�Eh?�
�Myrtle.
She hit me with a perfectly good bottle o�rum�� Gibbs used Jack�s arm to pull himself up, groaning all the more.
Jack made a
face and surreptitiously wiped his now-muddy hand on his overcoat. �Impossible,� he stated stoutly even as he
toed the broken bottle laying between them.
The scent of rum very nearly overrode the filth of the pathway, teasing
Jack with promise of oblivion or at least a pleasant warm haze in which he
could escape for a few hours. He
steeled his nerve and closed his eyes, thinking furiously. �Where did Goliath go?�
Gibbs
pointed through the tilted doorway of the hut nearest them. �In there. Then she come out swingin� that
bottle an� there I went.� He looked
sheepish and even colored in embarrassment.
�She�s such a wee thing to be hittin� so hard��
�Mmmm�� Jack took a careful stride into the dark
hut, sucking in a breath at the cooler temperature inside. Even in December, Zoruba was hot as nine
Hells. �This shack is fair cold,� Jack
murmured. �Like Death himself.�
Gibbs
stayed in the doorway, using a suspicious handkerchief plumbed from the depths
of his pocket to staunch the flow of blood down his face. �This be bad work, Cap�n sir.� He made a sign against the Evil Eye and
several other curses low by his side, out of Jack�s line of sight. �She been taken by somethin� evil, sir. We bes� not meddle with dark forces, belike.�
Jack
frowned, peering at a coconut fiber mat on the floor. �I�ve dealt with worse, Gibbs.�
He toed the mat, flipping up a corner and smiling faintly. �Ah, good girl.�
Drawn in by
his captain�s sudden intensity, Gibbs took several tentative steps inside the
hut, glancing back over his shoulder repeatedly. �What ye find, Cap�n?�
Jack did
not answer but rather scooped a handful of damp earth into his hands, letting
it sift through his fingers until only solids remained. Three small seed pearl buttons, the sort off
lady�s underthings, shone dimly up at him.
�She left us a sign, Gibbs.�
�Cap�n�there�s e �ne �n one way a lady can lose them��
He had the uncomfortable mental picture of several of those ways and
Myrtle being subjected to them, followed by an even more grim image of what
Jack would do to those who visited the torture upon her.
�Yes,
Gibbs, I know, but these were placed under the mat, all neat an� tidy. Not flung out like they been ripped off her.� He closed his fingers over the pearls and
breathed a shaky breath. �When she hit
you, did she say anythin�?�
�Nay�well,
she said me name an� looked real startled it were me�� Gibbs shrugged. �Mayhap that jus� be because she were
scared.�
Jack
nodded. He rose to his feet and pushed
past Gibbs, eyeing the ground in the diminishing sunlight. �Too many footprints for us to be followin�.
Damn the land,� he growled savagely. �Damn
it all.� He pinched the bridge of his
nose and strove for a semblance of calm.
�Go back to The Pearl. Tell Anna Maria the men got shore leave
this evening.
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