Norrington leaned forward, resting his forehead against the railing and breathing slowly until his stomach stopped threatening to leap out of his throat. He leaned back after a time and stared at the sky. The sun was swiftly climbing towards noon and the day was getting warm. The sunlight, however, brought him no relief, but rather caused his head ( Read more... )

It was bad enough that Norrington had had to sleep on a floor and wake up with a stiff back and neck, but to hear at least three references to going to Port Royal was more than enough to ensure a pounding headache. On one hand, he was sorely tempted to just be happy about the opportunity to rejoin society and leave this pirate crew behind, but on ( Read more... )

Sparrow knew. Norrington knew that Sparrow knew. There was no denying it, with that look upon the pirate's face and that stupid wink as he had walked around him. More than that, the pirate was probably plotting something even if he'd let Norrington pass unmolested at the moment ( Read more... )

Norrington scrubbed at his eyes and dragged himself out of bed. He stared out the window. The sun was approaching the horizon, but it was not yet dark. He estimated it to be around 5 or 6. He'd only been asleep a few hours ( Read more... )

Norrington sat bolt upright as the ship lurched sharply to the side. He stood as the various crates slid across the floor towards the port side of the hold. La Belle groaned like a dying beast and there was cracking, stretching sound. It took Norrington half a heartbeat to recognize it for what it was. This leaky old ship was not going to last out ( Read more... )

Norrington pulled hard at the ropes with the other men, trying to draw in the sails as quickly as possible before the wind really kicked up. It had just started raining and the sky was quickly darkening to a menacing near-black slate color. They were in for a good storm, that much was certain ( Read more... )

Norrington woke suddenly, bolting upright. He scrubbed at the pain behind his eyes and blinked several times, wondering why his head was pounding so and why his shoulders were so stiff. He blinked and squinted at the light streaming in through the window which seemed unusually high for over a minute before he realized that he wasn't in his bed, but ( Read more... )

James Norrington sat in the chair at his desk staring out of the window, completely motionless save the calm beating of his own heart. He had returned from the court martial trial some three hours ago, but he barely registered the passing of time except solely as the movement of the sun as it sunk over Port Royal toward the horizon ( Read more... )

Character's Name: Commodore James Norrington
Character's Gender: Male

Are you a good pirate? Or a bad pirate? He's not a pirate at all. In fact, he despises pirates. Especially ones named Jack Sparrow. Norrington is so very not a pirate it ain't even funny. When it comes to the law and morals, he's as anal-retentive as you can get.

Character's ( Read more... )