Drabble Challenge: 'Green'
Jul. 21st, 2005 06:34 pm
Catching up with drabbles. Last week's theme was 'Green'. Thought of a lot of different possibilities, but this picture of Captain Jack Sparrow's Ring (provided by
Here's a little J/E to go with it.
Green-ey’d Monster
“What’s this?” Elizabeth picked up the lazily caressing appendage.
He frowned. “What? M’hand.”
“No!” She took the ring between her thumb and forefinger. “This. Is it an emerald? A real one?”
“Mmm. ‘Course it’s real.”
“Where did you get it? It’s huge. And the setting. Silver skulls? I’ve never seen anything like it. Is it random swag?”
“No.”
“But where did you get it, then?”
An eyelid slid half open. “You’re mighty awake and curious, considering.”
She turned to face him. “Youth. And I haven’t been on watch for hours, like certain captains of my acquaintance.” She kissed him, lingering over it, and he hummed approval. But the eyelid closed again, so she stopped. “You can’t go to sleep yet.”
He snuffed, tiredly. “What? The ring?”
“Yes. Should I be jealous?”
He was silent for a long moment. “No. Maybe.” He opened both his eyes, and, observing her – all inquisitive femininity – sighed. “Long story. Fate worse than death, an’ all. Saved ‘er.”
Her brows arched. “You do make a habit of heroism, don’t you?”
His lips quivered in a losing battle against a smile. “Not really,” he drawled. “She was…er…past the first blush. And… a bit plain, y’might say. Betrothed to some ancient, a grandee of sorts. Rich fella. But… well, she would’ve died a virgin. My word on’t.”
She stared. “‘Saved her’! Why, you unmitigated scoundrel!”
“Been tellin’ you that, for years.”
“And then you stole her ring, as well!”
“Not at all. She sent it to me. A gift. In remembrance.” He smirked.
Her eyes narrowed. “Really? Is that true?”
“’Course it’s true.” Awake again, he drew her close, and murmured against her lips, “Word of a pirate, love.”
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Date: 2005-07-21 08:03 pm (UTC)I love it. Just the thing Jack would have said. And I love how you picked a tiny detail no one would have thought of and gave a backstory to it.
Plus it's Sparrabeth, so it's love all around. ♥
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Date: 2005-07-21 08:09 pm (UTC)Too true! I do enjoy writing J/E, and it's been too long since I did so. Thanks so much for reading and commenting. :)
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Date: 2005-07-21 08:12 pm (UTC)Thanks so very much for the feedback, both here and at Black Pearl Sails. I'm very happy you enjoyed this. :)
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Date: 2005-07-21 08:49 pm (UTC)And I love your icon. When I tried to go to the makers eljah, it said the user didn't exist. Did they delete their journal, do you know?
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Date: 2005-07-22 06:08 am (UTC)That's what
Thank you so much for reading, and for the very kind comments!
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Date: 2005-07-22 06:14 am (UTC)Exactly. Jack's outlook seems skewed to the rest of the world, but is, ultimately, practical.
So happy you enjoyed this one -- thanks so much for letting me know!
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Date: 2005-07-22 05:59 pm (UTC)I saw from one of your posts that you live in So. Cal. too! And just graduated high school?? Congratulations! So you did Guys & Dolls in your senior year, then -- such fun. I was in Carousel during my senior year (back in the olden days), and it was one of the best memories I have of high school. I need to check out your pix of the G&D production.
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Date: 2005-07-22 06:06 pm (UTC)I'm very happy you enjoyed this.
Now I need to think of a N/E to go with that rabid dog! ;)
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Date: 2005-07-23 05:32 am (UTC)you are what makes my saturday afternoons all worth while. Sparrabeth fic, keep up the good work.
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Date: 2005-07-31 07:30 pm (UTC)Glad you enjoyed this one, Jen. I do like writing J/E, and plan to do some more in the near future.
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Date: 2005-08-03 05:43 pm (UTC)*though, again, you've beaten me to the punch and given a backstory to his ring...grrr... I'm too slow!!!*
Just kidding. And I thought I sensed my name being taken in vain a few times. *grin* Yes, the ring WAS Johnny's own. He wore it to cover that three rectangles tattoo that he has on the index finger of his right hand. Then, as this was now an established part of Jack Sparrow's wardrobe, the studio had him take his ring over to one of the studio jewelry makers to have it molded so that the stunt man -- and whatever person might have worn it for the "pick-up" shots -- could also be wearing the same ring. Sometimes they DO actually pay attention to continuity. lol! I just happened to get lucky enough to know the jeweller who made the duplicates. That's how I got...
... my Preciousssssssss...
(though Johnny's -- and mine -- only has (in the words of the jeweller) "a crappy, unfoiled piece of glass". LOL! Emeralds are MUUUUUUUCH nicer. Just... not on my present budget. :(
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Date: 2005-08-03 05:55 pm (UTC)So happy you enjoyed the drabble, too. :)
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Date: 2005-09-23 03:50 am (UTC)Actually read this during "green" week and cannot believe I failed to comment at the time (bad hendercats! naughty, naughty!). As is all your J/E fic, this is lovely and just sweet enough. Adore the "fate worse than death" explanation! Also, this: He frowned. “What? M’hand.” is so perfectly Jack that I hear him quite clearly.
Is also very nice to be able to see the ring clearly in the pic rather than just wide-ring-with-green-stone-that-covers-tattoo as Jack's hands ripple about.