Disclaimer: I do not now, nor have I ever owned Pirates of the
Caribbean(unfortunately) But Scarlet, is every inch mine.
Strange Bird
Chapter One
Philosophy is a strange thing to have, or hear as the case may be. No matter how alike two personalities are, their philosophy on life can be drastically different. But in the esteemed Jack Sp... excuse me, Captain Jack Sparrow's experience, one thing generally stayed the same, no matter how they believed how life should be lived, no man ever wanted to die.
But he had met one woman who had appeared rather indifferent to it. Despite his misleading sway, and perfectly concocted drunkard's voice, Captain Sparrow was very aware, but even he feared death would eventually claim him. So a woman with such views stuck in your mind, her status heightened when, with the same indifference, she started a love affair, and then pursued it with such almost inhuman intensity. Yes, that was something to remember, yet now, Jack was wishing his memory was a little bit less industrious.
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Under the opinion of his own mind, Captain Jack Sparrow was the best-known pirate in the Caribbean, and also the most eccentric. He could befuddle any foe with a charming flash of his silver tongue, a wave like tilt of his lean, strong body, and a little bit of "so-far-under-your-nose-it's- invisible" trickery.
Merchant ships heard he was in the area and immediately begged for different routes, maidens fair heard his rumors and withheld themselves from marriage, and he was the scourge of the sea, nigh the world.
That was what inflated the smile spreading over his face when he saw one such unlucky merchant vessel sailing ahead of them now. Sailing, in fact, a little low, an indication of a heavy and (if they were lucky) expensive cargo.
Down came the spyglass and the smile got larger. What genetics or mental characteristics went into the making of a pirate is a curious question, for pirates have been made of good and bad men, all of them seeking wealth in the most dishonest of ways. Whatever they were, Jack felt he had in spades, how else could seeing this low riding ship, ready to be taken like a ripe plum on a tree, bring him such a sense of happiness.
"Drinedeen, prepare the cannons and hoist the colors, we've got a fight to start, savvy?" His first mate nodded, "Aye, Aye, Sir," and turned to bark the orders out to the crew. Immediately his Pearl sprang to life as his colors were raised to the sky. Sailors rushed about, some keeping the ships sails steady, others below deck, or on their way there, preparing to take the ship.
The Black Pearl pulled quickly towards the vessel, prepared to pull along side, to warn them, and if they refused to go peacefully, he would fire.
Jack's sway was less pronounced when on his ship. It was only on land that he walked as though perpetually drunk, the sway of a ship matched Jack's rhythm closely, and the Black Pearl's matched him perfectly.
The Pearl pulled along side the ship, now known to be The Crowning Glory, and Jack shouted out to his men, "Hold yer cannon fire, 'till my signal mates, not a single cannonball, do ye hear?" He heard several scattered, "Aye, Aye, Sirs," but his attention was already turning back to The Crowning Glory, and he was opening his mouth to invite the crew of said ship to surrender peacefully or lose their ship as well as their cargo.
When his eyes fell on the deck of the merchant boat, the words died on his lips. Confusion sparked in the dark brown irises of his eyes. This was strange, unusually strange, and it bothered him. For on the main deck of the king's merchant ship The Crowning Glory, there was absolutely nobody.
Strange Bird
Chapter One
Philosophy is a strange thing to have, or hear as the case may be. No matter how alike two personalities are, their philosophy on life can be drastically different. But in the esteemed Jack Sp... excuse me, Captain Jack Sparrow's experience, one thing generally stayed the same, no matter how they believed how life should be lived, no man ever wanted to die.
But he had met one woman who had appeared rather indifferent to it. Despite his misleading sway, and perfectly concocted drunkard's voice, Captain Sparrow was very aware, but even he feared death would eventually claim him. So a woman with such views stuck in your mind, her status heightened when, with the same indifference, she started a love affair, and then pursued it with such almost inhuman intensity. Yes, that was something to remember, yet now, Jack was wishing his memory was a little bit less industrious.
*******
Under the opinion of his own mind, Captain Jack Sparrow was the best-known pirate in the Caribbean, and also the most eccentric. He could befuddle any foe with a charming flash of his silver tongue, a wave like tilt of his lean, strong body, and a little bit of "so-far-under-your-nose-it's- invisible" trickery.
Merchant ships heard he was in the area and immediately begged for different routes, maidens fair heard his rumors and withheld themselves from marriage, and he was the scourge of the sea, nigh the world.
That was what inflated the smile spreading over his face when he saw one such unlucky merchant vessel sailing ahead of them now. Sailing, in fact, a little low, an indication of a heavy and (if they were lucky) expensive cargo.
Down came the spyglass and the smile got larger. What genetics or mental characteristics went into the making of a pirate is a curious question, for pirates have been made of good and bad men, all of them seeking wealth in the most dishonest of ways. Whatever they were, Jack felt he had in spades, how else could seeing this low riding ship, ready to be taken like a ripe plum on a tree, bring him such a sense of happiness.
"Drinedeen, prepare the cannons and hoist the colors, we've got a fight to start, savvy?" His first mate nodded, "Aye, Aye, Sir," and turned to bark the orders out to the crew. Immediately his Pearl sprang to life as his colors were raised to the sky. Sailors rushed about, some keeping the ships sails steady, others below deck, or on their way there, preparing to take the ship.
The Black Pearl pulled quickly towards the vessel, prepared to pull along side, to warn them, and if they refused to go peacefully, he would fire.
Jack's sway was less pronounced when on his ship. It was only on land that he walked as though perpetually drunk, the sway of a ship matched Jack's rhythm closely, and the Black Pearl's matched him perfectly.
The Pearl pulled along side the ship, now known to be The Crowning Glory, and Jack shouted out to his men, "Hold yer cannon fire, 'till my signal mates, not a single cannonball, do ye hear?" He heard several scattered, "Aye, Aye, Sirs," but his attention was already turning back to The Crowning Glory, and he was opening his mouth to invite the crew of said ship to surrender peacefully or lose their ship as well as their cargo.
When his eyes fell on the deck of the merchant boat, the words died on his lips. Confusion sparked in the dark brown irises of his eyes. This was strange, unusually strange, and it bothered him. For on the main deck of the king's merchant ship The Crowning Glory, there was absolutely nobody.