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Norrington was staring at the small fishing boat, now getting closer to the Pearl. For whatever reason, the small vessel, which he could now just barely make out a single man at oars, was making a bee-line for the ship.
His curiosity was interrupted however, when more sails appeared on the horizon, this time several of them and clearly belonging to Navy warships. They were far too familiar to him to be mistaken for anything else
His heart dropped several feet, pooling somewhere in the vicinity of his boots. He had no problem fighting pirates, but the Navy?
He simply didn't know.
Spying the captain on the deck below, speaking to the girl he'd been speaking to a while ago, he yelled down at him.
"Captain! Sails on the Southwestern horizon! Navy by the looks of it! And that smaller fishing boat is still heading directly toward us!"
He shook his head at the captain's lack of immediate response and turned back to the white sails which also seemed to be approaching directly toward the Black Pearl.
This was not going to be a good day.
His curiosity was interrupted however, when more sails appeared on the horizon, this time several of them and clearly belonging to Navy warships. They were far too familiar to him to be mistaken for anything else
His heart dropped several feet, pooling somewhere in the vicinity of his boots. He had no problem fighting pirates, but the Navy?
He simply didn't know.
Spying the captain on the deck below, speaking to the girl he'd been speaking to a while ago, he yelled down at him.
"Captain! Sails on the Southwestern horizon! Navy by the looks of it! And that smaller fishing boat is still heading directly toward us!"
He shook his head at the captain's lack of immediate response and turned back to the white sails which also seemed to be approaching directly toward the Black Pearl.
This was not going to be a good day.