Double Drabble: 'Lockers'
Oct. 30th, 2007 11:32 pmTwo hundred words of Jackishness and (eeep!) unbetaed, but hopefully OK, written for the current drabble challenge at Black Pearl Sails.
~ Lockers ~
Jack woke from one nightmare (shackles, Kraken, teeth, excruciating pain) into another (white heat, the Pearl stilled in an endless, airless waterless, timeless waste).
The Locker.
Not good.
He ran.
Heart thudding, straight for his cabin, boots pounding the black deck, fingers clawing at the door, tearing it open with startling ease, slamming it shut behind him, and in that split second remembering the destruction wrought by the Dutchman's bow cannon.
Except it hadn't, apparently.
It was as though time had stopped the morning before they'd reached Isla Cruces. Map stretched upon the table, straightedge atop it, ink and quill beside it. Blankets rumpled. Stern intact, gallery windows admitting the hellish glare. And there was the bottle of rum he'd been nursing - the same one with which he'd tempted... Elizabeth.
He sank against the door, something shifting inside, tilting disastrously.
"Clean your cabin, sir?"
His gaze slid left. Jack. The cabin boy.
A horridly similar voice on his right soothed, "Just go with it, mate. Spot o' rum'll set you up."
Rum.
Gathering himself, and the one bottle, he nodded to Jack. And Jack. "Carry on."
Who knew what other areas of the ship might yet be intact?
~.~
~ Lockers ~
Jack woke from one nightmare (shackles, Kraken, teeth, excruciating pain) into another (white heat, the Pearl stilled in an endless, airless waterless, timeless waste).
The Locker.
Not good.
He ran.
Heart thudding, straight for his cabin, boots pounding the black deck, fingers clawing at the door, tearing it open with startling ease, slamming it shut behind him, and in that split second remembering the destruction wrought by the Dutchman's bow cannon.
Except it hadn't, apparently.
It was as though time had stopped the morning before they'd reached Isla Cruces. Map stretched upon the table, straightedge atop it, ink and quill beside it. Blankets rumpled. Stern intact, gallery windows admitting the hellish glare. And there was the bottle of rum he'd been nursing - the same one with which he'd tempted... Elizabeth.
He sank against the door, something shifting inside, tilting disastrously.
"Clean your cabin, sir?"
His gaze slid left. Jack. The cabin boy.
A horridly similar voice on his right soothed, "Just go with it, mate. Spot o' rum'll set you up."
Rum.
Gathering himself, and the one bottle, he nodded to Jack. And Jack. "Carry on."
Who knew what other areas of the ship might yet be intact?
~.~
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Date: 2007-10-31 10:47 am (UTC)He sank against the door, something shifting inside, tilting disastrously.
This one, also, seems to sum up Jack's particular wisdom:
"Just go with it, mate. Spot o' rum'll set you up."
:)
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Date: 2007-10-31 12:46 pm (UTC)That is Jack all over, isn't it? One of his finer qualities, I think.
This is the first time I've written multiple Jacks. Kind of fun!
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Date: 2007-10-31 04:28 pm (UTC)*hugs most excellent beta reader*
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Date: 2007-10-31 05:32 pm (UTC)I'm glad you liked this one. Poor Jack, pretty much his worst nightmare being all alone like that. Except for the other Jacks of course.
Thank you so much for reading and commenting!
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Date: 2007-10-31 08:49 pm (UTC)I too especially liked the line: "He sank against the door, something shifting inside, tilting disastrously."
In one sentence, showing how he's suffered complete dislocation to see his cabin intact as if nothing had happened.
After all he'd faced and endured--to have him sleep and DREAM within the Locker so that he wakes from one nightmare into another is inspired--to have it appear as if it either never occurred or was utterly negated would certainly be the stuff of madness!
And then you have "Jack" give Jack quintessentially "Jackish" advice is perfect. BOTH Jacks are very in character.
Ahem, though NOW you have to do a story with the young cabin boy Jack...
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Date: 2007-10-31 08:57 pm (UTC)But I am very glad you liked this one.
Maybe Cabin Boy Jack deserves at least a drabble, though.
Thank you so much for reading and commenting (and inspiring me, too).
*hugs*
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Date: 2007-10-31 09:33 pm (UTC)You DID once upon a time wish you could come up with a story inspired by the Young Jack art I did, ahem...
Rather than it be a backstory young Jack per se, it might be the "multiple" version, which is the part of him that remembers such a pivotal period of his life.
It could "get in line" *evil grin*
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Date: 2007-10-31 10:44 pm (UTC)I certainly did. Must consider that. :))
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Date: 2007-10-31 10:11 pm (UTC)Perfect Jack-speak! Enjoyed this very much.
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Date: 2007-10-31 10:46 pm (UTC)Glad you liked it! Thanks for letting me know.
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Date: 2007-10-31 10:34 pm (UTC)Except it hadn't, apparently.
Love this. I love the way you've stuck it there all by itself and how that so perfectly shows how it must have felt for him to see her intact (hmmm... and himself as well?).
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Date: 2007-10-31 10:49 pm (UTC)He looked surprisingly good for having been eaten by a Kraken, don't you think? *G*
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Date: 2007-10-31 10:42 pm (UTC)I love that much-quoted line, too, and second the vote for cabin boy Jack fic. ;)
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Date: 2007-10-31 10:53 pm (UTC)I too love the multiple Jacks, and this is the first time I've written them. Must do more of that. Very happy you enjoyed. Seriously considering Cabin Boy Jack.
Thank you for commenting!
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Date: 2007-11-01 05:08 am (UTC)*is nosy* :)
I think there's so much potential for playing Jack off himself for fun, or you could get very dark. The possibilities are endless! There's also the possibility for Jack/Jack^x, but it hasn't been explored much.
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Date: 2007-11-01 03:38 pm (UTC)I, too, was wondering if anyone would do Jack/Jack after AWE came out, but I haven't really seen anything. It could be interesting, if done right. Tricky, though.
*swats at plot bunny*
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Date: 2007-10-31 11:51 pm (UTC)(Don't mind me, I've gone totally round the bend!)
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Date: 2007-11-01 03:40 pm (UTC)We love you when you're totally round the bend. *G*
So happy you enjoyed this! Thank you for letting me know (and in the midst of your icon woes -- I can so relate to that).
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Date: 2008-05-03 12:19 am (UTC)All the lines the others have quoted are terrific, but this one just conveyed to me the sense of horror: "His gaze slid left." GAH! Him needing to look but sooo not wanting to look. Such a simple way to convey that.
Jack the cabin boy! Hah! That would have been fun to see Multiple Jacks in various stages of his life populating the Locker - why didn't TnT think of that?
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Date: 2008-05-03 01:13 pm (UTC)*am now mesmerized by your icon*
I don't know -- would have been fun to see Jacks of various ages running about.
I'm so happy you liked this!