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Post subject:  Posted: December 19th, 2006, 2:57 am |
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Will did not know how to answer this question. The thought of Jack being slowly tortued to death made him cringe. "No, you won't," Will lied.
He then turned to face Portia, "Let me row and you care for Jack's wound. Stop the bleeding." Will then carefully stood up and readied to change places with Portia.
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Post subject: Posted: December 19th, 2006, 9:44 am |
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Portia sighed deeply and slowly stood up. She didn't want to fight with William. She just wanted to get to Davey Jones. She slowly sat down in Will's place and looked at the wound. She ripped a piece of her sleeve off and applied pressure to Jack's wound.
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Post subject: Posted: December 20th, 2006, 3:01 am |
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"Bloody git!" Jack squirmed and whacked Portia's hand off of his wound.
He rocked the boat violently almost making it tip-over.
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Post subject: Posted: December 20th, 2006, 3:06 am |
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"JACK!" Will shouted as he tried to steady the boat, "She's only trying to help! Now let her help you, you bloody idiot!" He then sat back down slowly, wincing in pain from his wounds and began to row slowly. Port Royal was now a small figure in the distance.
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Post subject: Posted: December 20th, 2006, 6:51 pm |
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Portia glared at Jack and slapped him on the back of the head. "STOP BEIN' SUCH A BLOODY CHILD, JACK SPARROW!" She yelled at him, angrily. She then took applied the pressure again.
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Post subject: Posted: December 20th, 2006, 9:08 pm |
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(sorry! I've had a choral concert every night)
"Jack STOP!!" Gibbs shouted trying to steady the boat.
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Post subject: Posted: December 21st, 2006, 2:24 am |
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Jack sulked in his own grief and mix of lovely curses. He held his breath as the pressure was applied and held still, which was a great achievement for the always swaggering Sparrow to master.
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Post subject: Posted: December 21st, 2006, 2:29 am |
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Will and Gibbs had now been rowing for at least two hours straight. There was no sight of land or Port Royal anywhere....they were now at open sea. With his wounds stinging and his arms sore, Will released his grip on the oars and leaned forward breathing heavily, "No more....no more....Gibbs, we're done. Jones should be here at any moment. I followed his orders just as he wished."
It was now noon and the sun was almost straigth above them. It beat down its rays hard causing dehydration.
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Post subject: Posted: December 21st, 2006, 9:30 am |
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Portia looked over to Will and sighed deeply. "Will, ye should rest. Take a nap or somethin'." She told him, seeming quite concerned. She then looked back to Jack and noticed that the blood stopped. "There ya go, mate."
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Post subject: Posted: December 21st, 2006, 4:01 pm |
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Jack grimaced and adjusted his sitting position. He stared in the blackness before him, listening to nothing but utter silence.
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Post subject: Posted: December 21st, 2006, 4:04 pm |
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Will shook his head, "I can't row a sinlge stroke anymore or I would faint! But we cannont rest and become unaware of our surroundings. Keep a lookout for the Flying Dutchman! It should appear at any moment." His brown eyes squinted, as the reflection of the sun hit the water.
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Post subject: Posted: December 21st, 2006, 9:28 pm |
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"Ok." Said Gibbs. He dropped the oars and leaned against the side. The sun was beating down on them. Gibbs was feeling awfully thirsty.
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Post subject: Posted: December 21st, 2006, 11:14 pm |
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Portia took a deep breath and leaned back. She was feeling awfully sick and dehydrated. She swallowed hard, just to get something down her throat and looked around the area. The sun was bright and super hot. She adjusted the hat atop her head and tried to help the sun get out of her eyes.
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Post subject: Posted: December 22nd, 2006, 7:15 pm |
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Gibbs sighed, "Do we just wait?" Gibbs said impaitently, "I thought Jones would be here by now."
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Post subject: Posted: December 22nd, 2006, 7:22 pm |
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"Master Gibbs, for bein' my first mate ye trust the whelp?" He shook his head and sighed as the wind blew his trinkets into a knot.
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Post subject: Posted: December 22nd, 2006, 8:47 pm |
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"Erh... righ' Captain." Gibbs nodded. He looked at Jack, he looked like a bloody mess.
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