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Captain Elizabeth Turner ([personal profile] try_corsets) wrote2007-06-11 05:47 pm

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Enough is eventually enough.

It wasn't a lie, Elizabeth thinks to herself as she crosses the short stretch of beach, boots sinking into the sand. She ignores the soft hum of conversation on the evening breeze, too intent on her purpose to be annoyed at the way the fine weather drives many patrons outside. Not exactly.

Will had been busy in the forge all day, forcing them to wait until evening for their practice session. Swords had been followed by a tense supper, and when Will offered to read aloud or find some other amusement for them -- anything to get her actively engaged in their time together -- she pled exhaustion and a headache, a move as unlike her as her recent silence. Elizabeth had stayed in her room a total of thirty minutes before sneaking outside, unable to bear inaction another moment.

Eyes trained on the Pearl, Elizabeth considers her options. Uninvited boarding hadn't gone very well last time, so she opts for the more polite route. Mostly.

"Captain Sparrow," she calls out, a curious mixture of request and demand. "Jack, are you there?"

The trick is to get on board before anyone gets close enough to notice.

It was a lie.
pirate_jack: (jack and elizabeth: betrayal)

[personal profile] pirate_jack 2007-06-16 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Think again, Lizzie." There's real danger in the low, harsh sound of his voice-- and a promise of real violence, as well.

Jack looks down at her (again) from just a little distance away.

"I won't be so easily caught this time, savvy?"
pirate_jack: (jack and elizabeth: betrayal)

[personal profile] pirate_jack 2007-06-16 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
He brings the bottle up between them with a single swift moment, still watching her.

Aside from that, Jack remains almost unnaturally still-- poised, even.

Waiting.
turned_captain: (oh bugger)

[personal profile] turned_captain 2007-06-16 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
It's the laugh that makes Will wrench himself away from the view, leaning against the wall and staring straight ahead.

Laughter.

His heart is pounding so hard it hurts. Like it might tear out of his chest.

And somehow he can't make himself angry.
pirate_jack: (I know something you don't know)

[personal profile] pirate_jack 2007-06-16 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
As she lifts the bottle, Jack puts all his weight on the line he's holding, using it to pull himself up. One step, a leap and a twist, and then he's standing on the Pearl's railing and leaning back against the lower quarterdeck wall.

Now out of reach, Jack hooks both thumbs into his belt and grins lazily at Elizabeth.