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dwgmHere's a bit more of The Moral Advantage, a double drabble set after the first bit of story I posted. Many thanks to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hereswith for beta reading, and p0wdermonkey and torn_eledhwen for help with the French wordage.
~ The Moral Advantage: Petits Oiseaux ~
"Mes enfants, you have reached an accord!" Chevalle exclaimed as Jack, and then Elizabeth emerged from the Fancy’s opulent main cabin.
"It seems so," Elizabeth admitted.
Jack couldn't help his wicked grin at her flushed cheeks.
Chevalle said to Elizabeth, "I took the liberty of sending your things over to the Black Pearl, chérie."
Elizabeth stared. "You were so sure of the outcome?"
"But of course!" Chevalle waved a Gallic hand and looked Jack up and down with a salacious eye. "Do I not know myself that he is irresistible?"
Jack's grin died and he grabbed Elizabeth's wrist. "Thanks, Chevalle, got to scurry now. Time 'n' tide and all that."
"So impetuous! How I remember!" Chevalle kissed his fingers to them. "Adieu, mes petits oiseaux."
They'd hardly reached the Pearl's deck before Elizabeth said, with a wicked grin of her own, "Jack, precisely how well do you know Captain Chevalle?"
"Barely at all,” Jack asserted. “Virtually strangers, in fact. But here's Gibbs and the lads to greet you, love."
The crew surrounded her, and Jack, turning back toward the Fancy with a grimace, saw Chevalle laughing and muttered, “Oh, aye. Très bloody amusant, you old bugger.”
~.~
hereswith for beta reading, and p0wdermonkey and torn_eledhwen for help with the French wordage.~ The Moral Advantage: Petits Oiseaux ~
"Mes enfants, you have reached an accord!" Chevalle exclaimed as Jack, and then Elizabeth emerged from the Fancy’s opulent main cabin.
"It seems so," Elizabeth admitted.
Jack couldn't help his wicked grin at her flushed cheeks.
Chevalle said to Elizabeth, "I took the liberty of sending your things over to the Black Pearl, chérie."
Elizabeth stared. "You were so sure of the outcome?"
"But of course!" Chevalle waved a Gallic hand and looked Jack up and down with a salacious eye. "Do I not know myself that he is irresistible?"
Jack's grin died and he grabbed Elizabeth's wrist. "Thanks, Chevalle, got to scurry now. Time 'n' tide and all that."
"So impetuous! How I remember!" Chevalle kissed his fingers to them. "Adieu, mes petits oiseaux."
They'd hardly reached the Pearl's deck before Elizabeth said, with a wicked grin of her own, "Jack, precisely how well do you know Captain Chevalle?"
"Barely at all,” Jack asserted. “Virtually strangers, in fact. But here's Gibbs and the lads to greet you, love."
The crew surrounded her, and Jack, turning back toward the Fancy with a grimace, saw Chevalle laughing and muttered, “Oh, aye. Très bloody amusant, you old bugger.”
~.~