Only 300 words today, theme: "Sentence". Many thanks to my dear
hereswith for beta reading, editing, and excellent suggestions.
Previous bits...
And here's today's...
29. Sentence
~ An Execrable Business, continued...
“What in blazes is this?”
The words fairly burst forth from the mouth of a big, fierce-looking man with reddish hair as soon as Nell peeked over the side of the ship. Barbossa. Jack had given Nell a brief and accurate description.
She’d followed Jack up the accommodation ladder and now her mentor grabbed her unceremoniously and hauled her up and onto the deck.
“All right?” he demanded, when she'd steadied.
She nodded once, silent and unsmiling, and furtively peered about at the ship and crew, her heart thumping.
“Come on, then,” he said, and gave her a little shove to start her moving toward the back of the ship. The stern, she reminded herself. Jack was at her shoulder, and as he walked he said to Barbossa (and the rest that stood staring), “This halfling's me new cabin boy, Parry Smith. Friend of a friend, won’t be in the way. He'll quarter with me.”
“With you?” Barbossa exclaimed. "What—"
“Aye. He'll fetch and carry, tidy me things—but what’s all this dawdling about? Are we ready to make sail?”
“Aye, Captain!” said several men.
“What are we waiting for, then? Mr. Barbossa?”
Barbossa, abandoning dissent, began to roar out orders in a voice that set the crew scurrying.
Jack herded Nell aft to the doors of the Great Cabin, set beneath the overhang of the quarterdeck, and pulled one side open. “You’ll do better in here just now. You're not allowed on the quarterdeck with me, and Bill’s too busy.”
Nell went in. There were two hanging lanterns lit, but they made more shadows than light in the gloom. She turned back. “What should I do?”
“Tidy up!” Jack waved a hand as he glanced about his cluttered domain and observed, ruefully, “Lord knows the place needs it!”
TBC...
Previous bits...
| 1. Tortuga 2. Happiness 3. Festive 4. Last Minute 5. Calm 6. Truth 7. Bargain 8. Spook 9. Down 10. Wounds 11. Moon 12. Monsters | 13. Beauty 14. Name 15. History 16. Service 17. Advice 18. Captain 19. Awe 20. Cross 21. "You've made a big mistake" 22. Heroism 23. Gold 24. Echo | 25. Greed 26. Advance 27. Challenge 28. Adventure |
And here's today's...
29. Sentence
~ An Execrable Business, continued...
“What in blazes is this?”
The words fairly burst forth from the mouth of a big, fierce-looking man with reddish hair as soon as Nell peeked over the side of the ship. Barbossa. Jack had given Nell a brief and accurate description.
She’d followed Jack up the accommodation ladder and now her mentor grabbed her unceremoniously and hauled her up and onto the deck.
“All right?” he demanded, when she'd steadied.
She nodded once, silent and unsmiling, and furtively peered about at the ship and crew, her heart thumping.
“Come on, then,” he said, and gave her a little shove to start her moving toward the back of the ship. The stern, she reminded herself. Jack was at her shoulder, and as he walked he said to Barbossa (and the rest that stood staring), “This halfling's me new cabin boy, Parry Smith. Friend of a friend, won’t be in the way. He'll quarter with me.”
“With you?” Barbossa exclaimed. "What—"
“Aye. He'll fetch and carry, tidy me things—but what’s all this dawdling about? Are we ready to make sail?”
“Aye, Captain!” said several men.
“What are we waiting for, then? Mr. Barbossa?”
Barbossa, abandoning dissent, began to roar out orders in a voice that set the crew scurrying.
Jack herded Nell aft to the doors of the Great Cabin, set beneath the overhang of the quarterdeck, and pulled one side open. “You’ll do better in here just now. You're not allowed on the quarterdeck with me, and Bill’s too busy.”
Nell went in. There were two hanging lanterns lit, but they made more shadows than light in the gloom. She turned back. “What should I do?”
“Tidy up!” Jack waved a hand as he glanced about his cluttered domain and observed, ruefully, “Lord knows the place needs it!”
TBC...
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Date: 2009-02-07 06:07 pm (UTC)and he's quick--less said the better of young Mr. Smith.
"Barbossa, abandoning dissent," for the moment, I'm thinkin'. Big gulp--here we go again. Thanks, I'm keepin' a weather eye...
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Date: 2009-02-07 06:10 pm (UTC)So happy you liked this little bit! Thank you for commenting!
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Date: 2009-02-07 06:12 pm (UTC)*sits to the edge of my seat!*
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Date: 2009-02-07 06:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-07 06:17 pm (UTC)LOL! This ended on a very humorous note, and I loved it.
Got to love Barbossa's suspicion with all this. He is an older and wiser rogue, lord know he'll catch on before everyone else does. ;)
Great work here love!
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Date: 2009-02-07 06:27 pm (UTC)So happy you enjoyed this! Thank you for commenting!
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Date: 2009-02-08 01:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-08 02:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-08 02:14 am (UTC)And I LOVED this: "“Tidy up!” Jack waved a hand as he glanced about his cluttered domain and observed, ruefully, “Lord knows the place needs it!”" - SO perfect! ^^
This story would make such a fabulous PotC 4!!!!!
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Date: 2009-02-08 02:19 am (UTC)It would have to be a prequel, of course, and Barbossa is Jack's pre-mutinous first mate (hence the Mr., entirely proper as Hector himself would acknowledge).
I'm thrilled that you like it so much!
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Date: 2009-02-08 03:18 am (UTC)I love this little adventure of yourn.
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Date: 2009-02-08 03:34 am (UTC)All that nautical jargon is very difficult for us lubbers. I'm on book 11 of the Aubrey-Maturin series and I'm still all "What? What?" when O'Brien starts rattling on about the technicalities of sailing.
I'm so happy you're enjoying this! More about Jack's domain in the morning. *g*
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Date: 2009-02-08 12:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-08 04:44 pm (UTC)Perhaps not. More on that anon. ;)
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Date: 2009-02-09 09:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-02-10 02:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-10 09:58 pm (UTC)I suppose his excuse would be that he needs to carry out the charade, so....
Still, at least he had the good grace to know it was a mess. Many men wouldn't even have noticed that.
Ah-ha! An end is in sight! I know--sooner or later--I'm going to catch up!
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Date: 2009-03-11 01:32 pm (UTC)That's exactly it, though it's certainly something she's capable of doing, more interesting than some things, and everyone must work, the Pearl isn't a passenger ship.
Thank you for persevering with the story, and for your comments!