Drabble for the 'Glimpse' Challenge
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150 unbetaed words of mid-CotBP.
That Glimpse of Ankle
She was different, Elizabeth was. Bloody Miss Swann. So full of romantical pirate tales, so sure of herself, even after repeated and undeniably unpleasant encounters with Barbossa and his gaggle of miscreants. Jack's blood ran cold, remembering her shrieks as they'd laid rough hands upon her, before Will had shown up. Could've been a bad business. She'd done all right, though. Even made that long swim to shore without much help from him.
The Pearl was a dot on the horizon now. Jack's blood ran both cold and hot at that, and he continued cleaning his pistol with special care. But he had to admit, the sight of Miss Swann approaching, barefoot in the sand, her shift gathered out of the way just enough to afford him a glimpse of strong, shapely ankle, did much to improve the outlook.
Rum and Miss Elizabeth Swann. At least he wouldn't be bored.
~.~
150 unbetaed words of mid-CotBP.
That Glimpse of Ankle
She was different, Elizabeth was. Bloody Miss Swann. So full of romantical pirate tales, so sure of herself, even after repeated and undeniably unpleasant encounters with Barbossa and his gaggle of miscreants. Jack's blood ran cold, remembering her shrieks as they'd laid rough hands upon her, before Will had shown up. Could've been a bad business. She'd done all right, though. Even made that long swim to shore without much help from him.
The Pearl was a dot on the horizon now. Jack's blood ran both cold and hot at that, and he continued cleaning his pistol with special care. But he had to admit, the sight of Miss Swann approaching, barefoot in the sand, her shift gathered out of the way just enough to afford him a glimpse of strong, shapely ankle, did much to improve the outlook.
Rum and Miss Elizabeth Swann. At least he wouldn't be bored.
~.~