Very Late Boxing Day~~Twelve Days of Christmas
Person: Pearlseed
Disclaimer: None some of mine a’tall
Rating: Easy on the goods
Summary: Jack thinking about commandeering a boat to begin reclaiming his Pearl.
Many apologies for my tardy posting. Computer decided cratering was required as addition to my holiday bliss. Was much easier to persuade others when I was younger and possessing higher er, attributes. That said, the Promise Unfilled (as shared by the Sweet Potato Queens of Love) serves any woman, regardless of age.
Thanks be to the gods for Anamaria and her Jolly Mon. He hoped she'd understand one day or at least hear him out before she ended him. Anamaria weren't famous for her sense of humor or forgiveness.
So close his Pearl was and though he wracked his brain, no plan appeared that didn't require what he felt forced to do. T'weren't no choice but to commadeer Jolly Mon.
Would probably break Anamaria's heart. His had when he lost the Pearl. Totems in his dreads went a'shiver following a rueful shake, grimace drawing up the right corner of his lush mouth.
For his Pearl he would do anything. He must. Didn't make right this course, only needful.
She'd be hell's own angry when their paths crossed again and they would. He'd stay well away, he would, get her talkin' 'fore she'd begun thinking of him steal... no, not stealing, before her thoughts turned
to him borrowing her boat. Anamaria talkin' meant he might not lose teeth over this slight indiscretion.
Jack sighed deep. Sometimes course plotted pirate was hard on the wind, a beat both ways.
Disclaimer: None some of mine a’tall
Rating: Easy on the goods
Summary: Jack thinking about commandeering a boat to begin reclaiming his Pearl.
Many apologies for my tardy posting. Computer decided cratering was required as addition to my holiday bliss. Was much easier to persuade others when I was younger and possessing higher er, attributes. That said, the Promise Unfilled (as shared by the Sweet Potato Queens of Love) serves any woman, regardless of age.
Thanks be to the gods for Anamaria and her Jolly Mon. He hoped she'd understand one day or at least hear him out before she ended him. Anamaria weren't famous for her sense of humor or forgiveness.
So close his Pearl was and though he wracked his brain, no plan appeared that didn't require what he felt forced to do. T'weren't no choice but to commadeer Jolly Mon.
Would probably break Anamaria's heart. His had when he lost the Pearl. Totems in his dreads went a'shiver following a rueful shake, grimace drawing up the right corner of his lush mouth.
For his Pearl he would do anything. He must. Didn't make right this course, only needful.
She'd be hell's own angry when their paths crossed again and they would. He'd stay well away, he would, get her talkin' 'fore she'd begun thinking of him steal... no, not stealing, before her thoughts turned
to him borrowing her boat. Anamaria talkin' meant he might not lose teeth over this slight indiscretion.
Jack sighed deep. Sometimes course plotted pirate was hard on the wind, a beat both ways.