Blood and Rum (AtS/Pirates of the Caribbean, Rated G)
"We've got a lot to travel in the morning."
"Ah! Enough of that. Fetch me another mug, would you?" Tanned fingers traced the line of the dusty table, pass white marble - the lass, Darla, and the boy's prize, Elizabeth - to flip a coin placed there. Flashing gold matched the burning eyes. Rum, a dangerous thing. Sparrow leaned back in his seat, smiled, another glint. Angelus, the same, relaxed, poured another cup. Watched Will walk off, Jack playing with a curl of Elizabeth's tresses. Indignant, she was, but smiled nonetheless.
A perfect triad. And, the vampire thought, family.
What he craved.
"Ah! Enough of that. Fetch me another mug, would you?" Tanned fingers traced the line of the dusty table, pass white marble - the lass, Darla, and the boy's prize, Elizabeth - to flip a coin placed there. Flashing gold matched the burning eyes. Rum, a dangerous thing. Sparrow leaned back in his seat, smiled, another glint. Angelus, the same, relaxed, poured another cup. Watched Will walk off, Jack playing with a curl of Elizabeth's tresses. Indignant, she was, but smiled nonetheless.
A perfect triad. And, the vampire thought, family.
What he craved.