Piratey Stuff

[dwgm]

It is certainly difficult to maintain an appropriate level of January Doldrums when there is such a surfeit of riches in regard to new Pirate!Fic here on Live Journal this month. I know I have mentioned viva_gloria 's Marooned recemtly, but the recommendation bears repetition: brilliant, fascinating, poetic, heartbreaking...I am running out of superlatives. Unless you are totally squicked by slashfic, you must read it. Truly. But not only that: as I have often said before, viva_gloria and tessabeth write the most wonderful Quicksilver/PotC crossovers, and I swear it just gets better and better. Right now they are co-authoring An Alchemical Prescription, each writing alternating chapters, and the plot twists, characterizations, and humor are superb. Then, viva_gloria has begun a new series of her wonderful 1200 word "Sentences" called Language Lessons (the word in this first one is mamihlapinatapei--"from the Tierra del Fuegan"). And then, to top it all off, today tessabeth the first chapter of Malabar Trade, the sequel to her delicious Picaresque and Trochal. If this first chapter is anything to go by, it will be a thing of joy from start to finish. Crocodiles! And Multiple Shaftoes, Will, and Captain Jack Sparrow! Holy cats, it's amazingly good.

Speaking of Pirate!fic, I wrote a drabble (a double drabble, actually--200 words) for Black Pearl Sails. Challenge: "I can explain." This is in my J/E plotline, and takes place before Lady Errant.

French Leave On Lanzarote

"I can explain! We…"

"Not to my satisfaction! I bloody told you--no, ordered you--not to go ashore without me! Do I give orders to hear myself talk?"

"A rhetorical question, I presume," Elizabeth replied coolly, eyes sparking.

Seeing Jack's reaction to this sauce, Anamaria tried to intervene. "Jack, now listen…"

He rounded, furious, and she could not help flinching. "It's Captain, and no, you listen! Two weeks in the galley, and three if I hear a fuss, savvy?"

Ana’s least favorite. She scowled, but only said, "Aye, sir." It was less than she'd expected, really.

"As for you, madam," Jack said, turning back to Elizabeth, "you'll please accompany me to my cabin, where we'll continue this discussion in a less public setting."

Elizabeth actually smirked, and raised a militant brow. "Very well."

Anamaria shook her head, watching them cross the deck, Jack's hand at the small of Elizabeth's back. "Glad to be out o' that brangle," Ana muttered.

"Oh, I don't know," said Gibbs, with a humorous edge. "Might like to be a fly on the wall, at least."

"Vile old man!"

He chuckled. "Aye. But it's you as has mids. Better get some sleep, lass."



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Comments

[tseek-unique.livejournal.com]

Oh, yes, to be a fly on the wall! I always love to see Jack's piratey side come out-- which he does just enough with Anamaria, then he orders Elizabeth to ...? *peeks in window*

[geekmama.livejournal.com]

hehehe! Glad you liked it! ;)