Picture Drabble for Ell
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dwgmQuite a while back I did that Picture Drabble Meme and ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
shrieking_ell requested a drabble featuring Jack to go with this picture...
...and here it is, finally, with apologies to Jack London:
The peg-legged tavern keeper came to clear the table, and Jack, though somewhat distracted by the assets of the wench seated upon his knee, addressed him as good manners dictated.
“Thanks, Sharkbait. Much obliged.”
“’ow’d you get the name, Sharkbait?” the wench made bold to ask. “Was it a shark as got your leg, then?”
“Aye,” said Sharkbait, cheerfully. “Years ago it were, when I sailed with the Chimera, fellas accused me o’ stealin’ – though it were a damned lie, weren’t it? -- pardon me French. Sentenced to be hauled: drug behind the ship a ways. Came close to drownin’, an’ then a shark was a-comin’ so they pulled me in quick-like, but not quick enough. Bugger snapped me leg right off at the knee.” Sharkbait snapped his own teeth together and made a fierce swallowing sound, then grinned at the wench, who was now wide-eyed and decidedly green about the gills.
“You’re alive to tell of it, though,” Jack observed.
“That I am, Captain. An’ happy to be here, too. Another mug fer you an’ the lady?”
“What do you think, darlin’?” asked Jack, giving the trim waist a squeeze. “You’re lookin’ a mite peeked.”
“I… I think I could use a drink.”
“That’s the spirit! Another round for me an’ the lady.”
“Comin’ right up,” said Sharkbait, and added as he stumped away, “Funny how that story brings out the thirst in folks.”
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shrieking_ell requested a drabble featuring Jack to go with this picture......and here it is, finally, with apologies to Jack London:
~ The One That Got Away ~
The peg-legged tavern keeper came to clear the table, and Jack, though somewhat distracted by the assets of the wench seated upon his knee, addressed him as good manners dictated.
“Thanks, Sharkbait. Much obliged.”
“’ow’d you get the name, Sharkbait?” the wench made bold to ask. “Was it a shark as got your leg, then?”
“Aye,” said Sharkbait, cheerfully. “Years ago it were, when I sailed with the Chimera, fellas accused me o’ stealin’ – though it were a damned lie, weren’t it? -- pardon me French. Sentenced to be hauled: drug behind the ship a ways. Came close to drownin’, an’ then a shark was a-comin’ so they pulled me in quick-like, but not quick enough. Bugger snapped me leg right off at the knee.” Sharkbait snapped his own teeth together and made a fierce swallowing sound, then grinned at the wench, who was now wide-eyed and decidedly green about the gills.
“You’re alive to tell of it, though,” Jack observed.
“That I am, Captain. An’ happy to be here, too. Another mug fer you an’ the lady?”
“What do you think, darlin’?” asked Jack, giving the trim waist a squeeze. “You’re lookin’ a mite peeked.”
“I… I think I could use a drink.”
“That’s the spirit! Another round for me an’ the lady.”
“Comin’ right up,” said Sharkbait, and added as he stumped away, “Funny how that story brings out the thirst in folks.”
~.~
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Date: 2005-08-23 07:34 am (UTC)As Mr Gibbs would say, that'll about do it.
Appropriate combination of theme and photo, and entertaining as always.
Felaine
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Date: 2005-08-23 08:16 am (UTC)I always like like killing two birds with one stone. ;)
Glad you enjoyed it -- thanks so much for reading and commenting!