Fic: 'Our Mutual Friend'
Jun. 17th, 2007 04:43 pmMy darling niece,
gingersnapps wanted some fic featuring Barbossa and Beckett, and I've managed to come up with a little something. Lifted some of the PotC backstory
artaxastra has written in her Outlaws and Inlaws series. Pirate.
~ Our Mutual Friend ~
"You'll forgive the intrusion. You knew Jack Sparrow?"
Barbossa looked up at the rather elegant young man. Or maybe not so young. "Who's askin'?"
"The name's Lord Cutler Beckett. May I sit down?"
Barbossa inclined his head, on the alert, but careful not to show it. Beckett. The man himself, head of the EITC. Strange he'd show in the most notorious tavern in Port Louis, but Barbossa'd seen stranger. "Slumming it, me lord?"
One corner of Beckett's mouth lifted, though there was no humor in his eyes. "Quite. You know who I am, then?"
"I know. You've no authority here in Mauritius, though, so I see no need to run for cover."
"Your friends appear to disagree," Beckett observed.
Barbossa gave a slight snort, following the man's gaze. Pintel and Ragetti were sidling out the door and Marty was following, albeit more slowly, with a bodeful glance over his shoulder as he left. He'd be waiting outside, in the shadows. Good man, for all his scant inches.
Barbossa lifted his mug and took a drink of grog, then wiped his mouth and said, "Gets a mite thirsty on a long voyage. Will ye join me in a libation?"
Beckett nodded, and summoned the publican with a snap of fingers. Barbossa frowned, but the publican knew no such qualms.
"Wine, my lord?"
"Do you have anything decent?" The publican only looked embarrassed, and Beckett laughed shortly. "Just bring me ale – and mind the tankard's clean."
"Aye, my lord." The man backed away, bowing and scraping.
Barbossa rolled his eyes. "So. You were eavesdropping on me conversation about Jack Sparrow, were you?"
"I overheard you, certainly. A mutual friend and an interesting one."
"Friend, is it? How long since you've seen your… friend?"
Beckett's sanguine expression hardened, almost imperceptibly. "It's a number of years, I must admit. Nearly fourteen."
"Ah!" Barbossa nodded. "Then you'll not be too aggrieved to hear he's dead, then."
"I had heard that, actually. And yet I gathered from your conversation that my sources may have erred."
"Oh, he's dead, all right. But the lad was quite a card, wasn't he? He may be gone, but there's all sorts of tales as yet extant."
"A card. So he was." Beckett seemed lost in thought for a moment.
"How'd you know him?" Barbossa asked, casually, and took another drink.
For a moment it seemed Beckett would not reply. His lips thinned, and his thoughts very obviously traveled elsewhere. But then he returned and fixed Barbossa with a very blue gaze. "Business. And pleasure. Although I have to admit, we didn't part on the best of terms." He laughed, suddenly. "Mad Jack Sparrow."
Barbossa gave an inward shudder. He knew enough of the things that lay between this poisonous little man and Jack. Knew some, and guessed more. If Jack was mad, a great deal of the blame lay at Beckett's door.
But he smiled in return. "'Twas the same with me, I must admit. But 'tis bad luck to speak ill of the dead. A toast. To Mad Jack, may he rest in peace."
The publican was back, with a foaming tankard on a tarnished tray. Beckett took up his drink. "To Mad Jack. And the friends who loved him."
***
"You saw Beckett!"
Barbossa scowled at Elizabeth's tone. "Belay that, missy. There was always the chance, with the Endeavor making port a day after us, curse the prigs all to hell, and that prig in particular. We've stores and water enough. We'll leave with the tide and make for Serendib, to the North."
"What did you talk about?" Will Turner demanded.
Barbossa laughed shortly. "What else but our mutual friend, Jack Sparrow?"
"Jack!" exclaimed Elizabeth. "What did you tell him?"
"No more'n the truth. We had a toast to the lad, and parted company."
"But Jack hated Beckett."
"Aye, and for reasons I'll wager you don't know yourself. 'Tain't fit for a lady's ears, that tale."
The lady's eyes narrowed. "I want to know."
"Elizabeth!" Turner objected.
But Barbossa chuckled, and looked her over: fine-boned and strong, and deadly as steel. No wonder Turner worshipped at that altar. "I've no doubt ye do, and maybe Jack'll see fit to tell you, some time. Now get some sleep. It's two hours 'til dawn and the turn of the tide."
~.~
Many thanks to
choose2live for beta reading!
~ Our Mutual Friend ~
"You'll forgive the intrusion. You knew Jack Sparrow?"
Barbossa looked up at the rather elegant young man. Or maybe not so young. "Who's askin'?"
"The name's Lord Cutler Beckett. May I sit down?"
Barbossa inclined his head, on the alert, but careful not to show it. Beckett. The man himself, head of the EITC. Strange he'd show in the most notorious tavern in Port Louis, but Barbossa'd seen stranger. "Slumming it, me lord?"
One corner of Beckett's mouth lifted, though there was no humor in his eyes. "Quite. You know who I am, then?"
"I know. You've no authority here in Mauritius, though, so I see no need to run for cover."
"Your friends appear to disagree," Beckett observed.
Barbossa gave a slight snort, following the man's gaze. Pintel and Ragetti were sidling out the door and Marty was following, albeit more slowly, with a bodeful glance over his shoulder as he left. He'd be waiting outside, in the shadows. Good man, for all his scant inches.
Barbossa lifted his mug and took a drink of grog, then wiped his mouth and said, "Gets a mite thirsty on a long voyage. Will ye join me in a libation?"
Beckett nodded, and summoned the publican with a snap of fingers. Barbossa frowned, but the publican knew no such qualms.
"Wine, my lord?"
"Do you have anything decent?" The publican only looked embarrassed, and Beckett laughed shortly. "Just bring me ale – and mind the tankard's clean."
"Aye, my lord." The man backed away, bowing and scraping.
Barbossa rolled his eyes. "So. You were eavesdropping on me conversation about Jack Sparrow, were you?"
"I overheard you, certainly. A mutual friend and an interesting one."
"Friend, is it? How long since you've seen your… friend?"
Beckett's sanguine expression hardened, almost imperceptibly. "It's a number of years, I must admit. Nearly fourteen."
"Ah!" Barbossa nodded. "Then you'll not be too aggrieved to hear he's dead, then."
"I had heard that, actually. And yet I gathered from your conversation that my sources may have erred."
"Oh, he's dead, all right. But the lad was quite a card, wasn't he? He may be gone, but there's all sorts of tales as yet extant."
"A card. So he was." Beckett seemed lost in thought for a moment.
"How'd you know him?" Barbossa asked, casually, and took another drink.
For a moment it seemed Beckett would not reply. His lips thinned, and his thoughts very obviously traveled elsewhere. But then he returned and fixed Barbossa with a very blue gaze. "Business. And pleasure. Although I have to admit, we didn't part on the best of terms." He laughed, suddenly. "Mad Jack Sparrow."
Barbossa gave an inward shudder. He knew enough of the things that lay between this poisonous little man and Jack. Knew some, and guessed more. If Jack was mad, a great deal of the blame lay at Beckett's door.
But he smiled in return. "'Twas the same with me, I must admit. But 'tis bad luck to speak ill of the dead. A toast. To Mad Jack, may he rest in peace."
The publican was back, with a foaming tankard on a tarnished tray. Beckett took up his drink. "To Mad Jack. And the friends who loved him."
***
"You saw Beckett!"
Barbossa scowled at Elizabeth's tone. "Belay that, missy. There was always the chance, with the Endeavor making port a day after us, curse the prigs all to hell, and that prig in particular. We've stores and water enough. We'll leave with the tide and make for Serendib, to the North."
"What did you talk about?" Will Turner demanded.
Barbossa laughed shortly. "What else but our mutual friend, Jack Sparrow?"
"Jack!" exclaimed Elizabeth. "What did you tell him?"
"No more'n the truth. We had a toast to the lad, and parted company."
"But Jack hated Beckett."
"Aye, and for reasons I'll wager you don't know yourself. 'Tain't fit for a lady's ears, that tale."
The lady's eyes narrowed. "I want to know."
"Elizabeth!" Turner objected.
But Barbossa chuckled, and looked her over: fine-boned and strong, and deadly as steel. No wonder Turner worshipped at that altar. "I've no doubt ye do, and maybe Jack'll see fit to tell you, some time. Now get some sleep. It's two hours 'til dawn and the turn of the tide."
~.~
Many thanks to
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Date: 2007-06-18 12:35 am (UTC)Barbossa does seem to get overlooked, although I did come to a greater appreciation of him in AWE.
Interesting concept--the backstory from Beckett's lips. Are we looking for the full truth from him? Who plays freer with the truth, as they need it, Beckett or Jack?
Love Elizabeth wanting to hear what "tain't fit." Been accused of that a bit meself over the years! And so typical, of Will. Does he ever lighten up?
Good stuff. Glad that sweet bit of Heaven neice of yours has such clout as to be able to elicit such wonders..........Kerry
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Date: 2007-06-18 12:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-18 01:18 am (UTC)Love every bit of this paragraph, but the last sentence especially.
And you've got Becket's sneering, superior attitude dead on. Marvelous ficlet!
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Date: 2007-06-18 01:26 am (UTC)Thank you so much for reading and commenting -- I'm so glad you enjoyed it!
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Date: 2007-06-18 01:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-18 02:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-18 08:03 am (UTC)Very well put.
That is one talented gentleman.
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Date: 2007-06-18 08:01 am (UTC)One cannot have an outstanding story without a fantastic villain and this trilogy was fortunate enough to have two phenomenal villains.
Barbossa is intelligent and exhibits an admirable command of language. One must remind oneself that this could be considered unusual at best when considering that those are not common talents amongst pirates. He is very cut & dry and when you think about it,again baring in mind his lifestyle as a pirate, very fair. And he is extremely witty, possessing a very dry sense of humor~~which I very much appreciate.
Beckett is also very well spoken~~considering his station, it is not as unexpected~~but I do enjoy listening to the way he manipulates words. He is also very graceful, his movements deliberate and strong but almost delicate(think of the way he handled the "P" brand when soliciting Will to go after the compass or the way he descended the stairs as the ship under his command was blown to smithereens). And Lord Beckett is conniving, pure evil. How can one not appreciate that?
Both of these men also possess a characteristic that I believe is vital in a quality villain~~they are both extraordinarily calm. They're always calculating. This trait is critical because you'll notice that once a villain begins to lose control, more often than not, it is the beginning of their demise.
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Date: 2007-06-18 01:55 pm (UTC)I'm not sure the word appreciate quite expresses my reaction, but I definitely see your point. ;)
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Date: 2007-06-19 03:58 am (UTC)Beckett's descent of the staircase always made a big impression on me, and is among my favorite visual images of the film. But do you have a theory as to why he froze the way he did when confronted by the Dutchman? I'd be interested in hearing it. Beckett's another one whose interaction with Jack in AWE hints at a tremendous level of things going on beneath the surface. Just fascinating.
And virtually every character in this trilogy is extremely well-spoken, which is something I tremendously enjoy. Smart is sexy!
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Date: 2007-06-18 01:23 am (UTC)I'm glad to read something new from you.
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Date: 2007-06-18 01:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-18 03:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-18 01:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-18 03:00 am (UTC)I really LOVED Barbossa in AWE -- if they do make another movie, I hope Geoffrey Rush will be back. Great dynamic between him and Jack.
Thank you again for the beta work! I really appreciate it. I'm so glad you thought everyone in character. :))
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Date: 2007-06-18 03:08 am (UTC)I think it was definitely set up for Geoffrey to be back for a fourth movie - and I certainly hope he will, especially since there would be no Elizabeth or Will.
It's always a pleasure to beta for you! I hope we both have need of each others' beta services again soon. :-)
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Date: 2007-06-18 02:46 am (UTC)Pleased to learn your niece likes my favorites too.
Finally going to see AWE tomorrow with the grandsons. Glad I'm prepared for James' demise.
*sniffles*
Entertaining and IC ficlet.
Felaine
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Date: 2007-06-18 03:05 am (UTC)She really does -- especially Geoffrey Rush, she quite nutty about him. The highlight of the red carpet event for her was when he came walking along with the monkey (who's real name is Chiquita!).
AWE is a great movie in so many ways. I've seen it 5 times in the theater (twice at the El Capitan!) and plan to see it again with another group of friends next Friday. It's made for the big screen, and is well worth the money. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
Thanks for the feedback on the fic -- very happy you liked it. :))
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Date: 2007-06-18 08:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-18 01:58 pm (UTC)The icon looks good, btw!
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Date: 2007-06-18 03:42 am (UTC)I just don't know where this stereotype comes from that Will sees Elizabeth as someone on whom he needs to place limits, when the absolute opposite is shown on-screen time and time again. At the very least, he never suggests that Elizabeth would be better off wearing no clothes at all now, does he? Unlike several pirates....
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Date: 2007-06-18 04:51 am (UTC)Well, no, he wouldn't, would he? He never jokes around, or flirts with her. He respects her abilities, and they work well together, but their intimate moments on screen are quite awkward much of the time. We're left to infer that things are resolved by the end of AWE, but it's not something that's seen on screen. After the 'Parley' scene in AWE, we see that they both know Jack is up to something, and she certainly marries Will with joy (and it surprised me how well that worked, considering how little communication is shown between the two). So I don't see his objection here as being OOC--they apparently never really talk frankly on the way to Singapore, and that's a voyage of several months.
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Date: 2007-06-18 05:09 am (UTC)As for Will and Elizabeth's relationship in general, obviously this is a matter of opinion, but I see a lot of joy between Will and Elizabeth simply when they're together on-screen, prior to their problems at the end of DMC and in AWE -- and that's the joy we see again when they marry and share their day on the beach and reunite in the post-credits coda. Elizabeth never shares that joy with anyone else on-screen -- which is why I guess she ends up marrying Will.
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Date: 2007-06-18 05:32 am (UTC)True enough. The jail scene and the scene where they are reunited in DMC are very sweet, and they obviously care for each other very much. Unfortunate he ends up CotFD, but one can work around that in fanfic of course.
Well, that's where we will have to agree to disagree. I could very easily see him trying to curb some of her more impulsive behaviors.
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Date: 2007-06-18 06:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-18 03:44 am (UTC)(A word about my icon - the lovely Scot, Desmond [second in my affections only to Sawyer in the Lost world, and one along with Sawyer who wears his jeans Dangerously Low] has read every book that Mr. Charles Dickens has ever written, save one. He's saving Our Mutual Friend to be the last thing he reads just before he dies - and he should know when that will be, as he is a bit psychic. So, when I saw the title of your fic, I *bounced* to the conclusion that you had finally dipped a toe in the waters of the south Pacific.
A girl can only hope!)
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Date: 2007-06-18 05:01 am (UTC)I loved Barbossa in AWE too! And he's so easy to "hear" when one is writing him. And Beckett was an amazingly loathsome villain -- as
Very happy you enjoyed this, and that you enjoyed reading
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Date: 2007-06-18 06:39 am (UTC)I think Beckett's a superb villain, and Tom Hollander did do such a good job with him.
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Date: 2007-06-18 06:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-18 07:36 am (UTC)Are.
Amazing.
Thank you so much! It was so perfect! Barbossa's mannerisms, his speech~~I can hear perfectly his inflection and his casual cautiousness. Beckett! So careful, always plotting.
I love it! And you!
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Date: 2007-06-18 02:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-18 05:32 pm (UTC)And Barbossa has many educated guesses, being a clever man who knows Jack all too well. But of course he's not going to share anything that might be an interesting piece of leverage later.
Great character moment for Marty too!
And I don't think Will is OOC. There's so much awkwardness between them.
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Date: 2007-06-19 06:32 am (UTC)In their intimate moments, there is!
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Date: 2007-06-18 05:38 pm (UTC)I can't say I like either Beckett or Barbossa, but one thing that struck me about Barbossa from the beginning is that he's apparently well-educated, whether formally or self-taught, yet he allows others to underestimate him if that's to his advantage. Also, I think he's got reason to get angry with anyone who impugns his honor - did we ever see him not fulfill an agreement (even at least the letter of an agreement, if not the spirit)? Very interesting character with, I'm sure, an interesting backstory.
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Date: 2007-06-19 06:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-23 03:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-23 01:10 pm (UTC)Marty was following, albeit more slowly, with a bodeful glance over his shoulder as he left. He'd be waiting outside, in the shadows. Good man, for all his scant inches. Really liked this description.
If Jack was mad, a great deal of the blame lay at Beckett's door. *shudders*
"Aye, and for reasons I'll wager you don't know yourself. 'Tain't fit for a lady's ears, that tale." The lady's eyes narrowed. "I want to know." ... But Barbossa chuckled, and looked her over: fine-boned and strong, and deadly as steel. Love that :-)
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Date: 2007-06-23 03:42 pm (UTC)I like your Barbossa w/Monkey icon there. I need to make one for myself. :)
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Date: 2008-09-14 06:12 pm (UTC)Love that Jack is always such a fascination and frustration to both of them - and to Elizabeth.
Also love that protective touch from Barbossa: "If Jack was mad, a great deal of the blame lay at Beckett's door." And keeping Jack's secrets for him (even though part of his reason for not telling Elizabeth too much is probably to avoid admitting what he doesn't know).
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Date: 2008-09-15 01:07 am (UTC)I think Hector feels only he has the right to hound Jack, old friends as they are. Theirs is (as you, in particular, know) a complicated relationship.
I'm so glad you read this and liked it. I just love your Nuts Out series, really admire the way you expand upon the relationship we see in the movies. Thank you so much for commenting!