Black Raven | By : misspresh Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > General Views: 2890 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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- Chapter One -
~ Ten Months Later ~
Having docked the Pearl Jack had began his wanderings around Tortuga looking for his favourite wench.
Ahh, Giselle, hope you're looking for some pleasurable company tonight, Pet.
He had searched through her favourite haunts, but to no avail. Instead a quick session with Scarlet had occurred.
With that feeling now somewhat satisfied at least for the time being, Jack had proceeded to his own favourite haunt 'The Faithful Bride', where he had found Gibbs and few other crew members of the Black Pearl.
Ordering his rum, he made his way over to where Gibbs was and took a seat.
"Jack, where 'as ye been?" questioned Gibbs.
"Doing one of the three favourite things in my life." smirked Jack. He brought up his rum and downed a couple of mouthfuls, motion wetting his appetite as well as solving the problem of having a dry throat.
Jack sat quietly for a few moments, while he scanned the room, to see if there was any faces that he knew. That and checking that nobody there had an agenda with him. If there were then it could cause to be a problem, but it would also mean that there would be some entertainment.
Over the next few minutes, Jack listened as Gibbs began to tell the tale about how Jack had got the Black Pearl back. The truth was slightly stretched a little. Jack liked to have the attention, as other seamen stood around gaping at the story being told.
Sudden laughter close by made Jack glance up. Surely no-one would dare laugh at one of the tales about him. But none of the faces near were laughing.
Jack frowned, and got up out of his seat to get another supply of his precious rum. Then he heard the laughing again.
Looking over in the corner he saw a whore, giggling away to a dark figure. The dark figure leant forward and kissed her. Jack shrugged to himself, and sat down at the bar, figuring that it had been the source of the laughter.
Eight cups of rum later, Jack was beginning to feel quite happy. Happy in the drunken sense. He had spent the last ten minutes singing 'A Pirates Life For Me', along with the other men in his crew. Ever since he had heard it from Elizabeth it was a tune that stuck to mind.
"Jack Sparrow!" A high pitched voice called. Jack turned barely in time to see Giselle throw herself at him, wrapping her arms around his chest. Jack pushed her away, and held her at arms length.
"Giselle, with what do I owe the pleasure?" Jack smirked, the gold on his teeth flashing from the flickering of close by oil lamps.
He wasn't prepared for the slap that followed, even though he had experienced it enough times to know better. Giselle shook her hand slightly, and Jack raised a hand so his reddening cheek.
"I don't think I deserved that one, Luv." Said Jack numbly.
Giselle merely stamped her foot, spun around and left.
Watching her leave, a man bumped straight into Giselle, he grabbed her roughly throwing her to the ground. Jack stood up, ready to threaten the man, for even harming a woman, whore or not.
The black figure that Jack had seen earlier however emerged, their cutlass raised at the man. The man laughed deep in his throat.
"I 'eard ye was back." he spoke roughly.
The figure, even though they stood shorter, flung their free fist out impacting in the mans face, knocking him out, his head harshly hitting the ground. The thud was loud enough to be heard even from where Jack was standing.
Jack shook his head, there was something familiar about the figure, but he couldn't for the life of him remember where or whom. The figure crouched down by Giselle, and pulled her to her feet, rubbing her arm. The figure murmured something to Giselle, who flashed them a grateful smile and left.
The dark figure glanced down briefly at the unconscious man on the floor, perhaps to make sure that he wasn't about to get up and give chase. The figure then shrugged and proceeded to the door and left.
Shaking his own head, Jack downed the last of his rum. Then left to go back to his precious Pearl.
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