Jack Sparrow

[AnnaxxBlack]

I chuckled. "I think I'm gonna go have a talk with Jack." I told him and glanced at Anamaria before walking away.

[alldrenched]

Joey tries to act hurt when Anamaria says she sees nothing she likes, he smiles when Anna says she is going to have a talk with Jack, yes, you do that, he seems to be treating you like a child, he thought.


I stared out over the horizon, a scrap of land growing into a large coast before my eyes, and we started sailing perpendicular to it.

[boo radley]

"You know," I say to Anna, who approaches me. "They should build a canal here. Call it the Panama Canal. Might help you some day." By you, of course, I mean anyone. If they ever made a canal here, they ought to name it Captain Jack Sparrow's Canal. Aye. That'd do it. "What're you in for, luv?"

[alldrenched]

I watch as Joey flirts with every girl in sight, I have seen this all before. This is the sick little game we play with each other, the I don't love you, I can't love you, I refuse to love you little game. And this is all my fault anyway so I like to think I enjoy it, I don't love him, or didn't love him enough so I told him to run away, and he does, only in circles, perpetual circles around me, like we are shackled together. Somehow this ship make me think straight, I think as I glance around at the black wood hull. Maybe it's my lack of duties, I ponder and start working, I don't like my mind clear, I don't like my unburdened hands. I untie and retie the ropes, making more and more perfect knots, anything to keep busy. There are probably things I actually need to do on this ship but that would require me walking up to Jack, interrupting his conversation with that girl, and saying Captain what are your orders. Those are things that I refuse to do right now, right now I can not bear that.


Joey glances from the sea, watching as Lola repetitively unties knots and reties them. He stares at her, puzzled. He sits down on a barrel and stares at the coast and the ocean, spotting tiny streams of smoke from a few small houses he cannot see.

[AnnaxxBlack]

"What do you mean, Captain?" I asked, standing near him. She ran her hands through her hair, trying to undo some of the tangles that had made themselves in there hair.

[alldrenched]

I stared up at the darkened sky, and sipped from my second bottle of rum today. It was taking effect, warming me and making my movements slow and careless. I stretched, raising my hands high above me and rocking my shoulders, loosening all my muscles. I love the sea, I love this ship, I thought as I stood again, stumbling a little, then righting myself. The wind was beginning to blow, another storm was coming, I could feel it as the hot breeze blew through my hair, picking it up and dropping it into my face. I shook out my mane of dark hair, sweeping it out of my face. I narrowed my eyes as I looked at the sea, waves swelling slightly.

Joey watched his crewmates, Lola clearly a bit drunk now, Anna and Jack talking together, and Anamaria manning the helm (right?). Gibbs was sleeping in a hammock that was swung between the rail and the mast. He caught Lola as she almost fell, staring at the waves. He looked down, but he couldn't feel the storm yet, he thought she was just drunk and in love with the sea again.

[boo radley]

I stretched. "All right, Ana," I said, walking to Anamaria, leaving Anna for a split second. "Let's make port here." Panama sounds good.

Get rum, food.... women... we're all set.

[alldrenched]

I shield my eyes from the sun as others scurry around to ready us for port. I feel very wobbly and delirious, blood warmed by the rum, body still sore from my attempts to steer the Maniot. Ahhh, Panama, I can tell from here where we are, and I am glad for it.

Joey hurried with the others to collapse the sails and prepare the ship to anchor off the shallow shores of Panama. When they are anchored he helps lower the boats the will take to the beach.

[boo radley]

I walk over to Lola for a second. "Luv... tell me something." I want to know how strong of a captain she is. "What would you do for your ship? Or would you prefer another ship to call your own? So long as you have one that you can man yourself?"

[alldrenched]

She turned, surprised at his appearance her my side, slow to notice him moving towards her in her drunken state. She glanced at Joey when he said manned on your own. "What wouldn't I do?" She mused before she realised he wouldn't just put this question to her hypothetically,"What do you mean? What ship? And why do you want to so graciously aid me?" she asked, the word graciously slightly.

(yes I know, I switched back to second person )