An Open-ended Proposal; The Spanish Main--Tortuga/Port Royal [Complete]

[ex_abrokenco715]

On the way back to the little sloop, he made very well sure that a couple necessities were brought along for the trip: From a still-breathing carcass on the roadside he acquired a half-consumed container of rum, then for some unknown reason to the pirate he happened across a little jar of paprika toss on the road which was picked up as well. Any

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[findredemption]

"You actually kept your word." Norrington, who had found the way into the ship and had been busying himself with studying the strange interior to find out how one was to steer the vessel, glanced up at Jack's return and greeted the pirate with a raised eyebrow. He gave him a skeptical look, both for the fact that Jack hadn't tried to escape, as well as another point worth noting.

It seemed that Sparrow hadn't been particularly successful with his search for men to join his crew. There was no one else following him, unless they were trailing very far behind. Perhaps there were either no willing sailors to accompany Jack Sparrow or they were all too 'preoccupied' elsewhere.

Norrington straightened, leaning slightly against the edge of the button filled panel behind him. He wasn't too pleased with what he would need to do, but there was no other option. Lord Beckett was apparently waiting in Port Royal. Delivering Jack Sparrow and whatever he had in mind was the plan, but how reliable was it? All Beckett really wanted was the latter,

[ex_abrokenco715]

Just as unfortunately, it seemed that a certain little bluecoat had weaseled his way inside the sloop. So much for sneaking past him that way. Instead Jack acted as if he had expected and awaited to return, bowing his head in the most vigorous fashion. “Ahh, Mister Norrington. How kind of you to grace me ship with your fastidiousness.” He strode to the front of the vessel, taking wide and un-linear strides.

“Believe it or not, I’m a pirate of his word.” Didn’t matter that his words were usually manipulated to work to his own advantage, and the fact his was willing to dismiss his word easily enough on the account of his pirate. For the moment, though, he would be a pirate of his word. His word had been that he promised a crew-and a crew he did bring. “Tortuga seems to be a bit short on daft adventurers for the moment. But, I said I would bring us a valuable crew and I am of my word...” A crew, a crew, that he did so lack, but he didn’t exactly come back empty handed. Jack removed the vile of paprika and rum bottle from within

[findredemption]

Norrington followed Jack's movements with his gaze. A pirate of his word? Really. Somehow he didn't think that a pirate's word was something one could place much faith in at all. Nevertheless, Jack had not attempted to vanish from Tortuga. The only part of what he had announced earlier that was missing was that he hadn't brought a crew with him, and that wasn't something that bothered Norrington - fewer pirates were nothing to lament over

[ex_abrokenco715]

“Well, as I see it Mister Norrington, Hygiene is a..” He looked the man up and down, cringing as he motioned avidly about the not-so-blue coat, “habit that crew members often find optional rather than... necessary.” It seemed to be the case a while after setting sail from land. Unfortunately they were near land, so coming upon land once more and not having had any hygienic acts committed could wind up in an unusual situation. Unusual situation involving his only crew member attracting flies. “To join me crew you only must have the properties of these items.” He motioned briefly to the Paprika and rum, flailing his fingers just so. “You’re noggin has to be as full as me bottle of rum and yee have to be useful as this little seasoning here.” In other words they had to be daft enough to be lured on his ship and just useful enough for him to Captain them around