Drew swung slightly to his left, his shoulder gently bumping against the girl's. Looking her over, he eyed her with a mixture of amusement and perplexity. "Alright then, mistress. Tell ye what. You get a stern warning from me, aye, and nothing else. This time. If I ever catch you again..." His words trailed off into a muted silence, and he glanced down to the rest of his crew members. "They can deal with you, if they wish." He turned to leave, then stopped, and drew back a little. Allowing a modest grin to drift onto his features, he kept his gaze on hers. "...And you sure about not tellin' me your name?"

{Yes, Jack has the black pearl now. And okay, he can rp with Daire. ^^}

No sign of Will. The wide grin automatically wiped itself off his face.
Jack swore to himself, his dark unkempt tousles flying loosely by his gaunt features. "Dam/n," He muttered, a bead of sweat rolling from his forehead and falling into the sea below. "Bloody dam/n dam/n dam/n. Where's the boy now, eh?" Cursing heavily, he started down the deck, his mind set on finding Will and lecturing him a bit. The lad deserved it, didn't he? Fancy not turning up at his call. Captn' Jack Sparrow's summon wasn't going to be ignored anytime soon, now. Oh, no. Taking a few steps forward, he stopped at seeing a young lady sitting by the beach, her dress dirtied slightly by sand. "Hey, you." He tilted his head to one side, his eyes showing growing impatience. "You seen a boy, english accent, dark hair, name William Turner, round here?" She didn't answer, but merely gazed at him evenly.
He uttered a dramatic sigh and tapped his foot around, looking at her with some edginess.
"Come now, don't waste my time, luv."

{Ellie! Y'can be Will, if you wish. Up to you. Will would be good. ^^}

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"Jones. My name is Jones." Devina grinned, and winked "And they couldnt deal with me. They are only sailors, guards or whatever. I would need the king himself to tell me what to do. God, the king and my self. Those are the only people I listen to. But I hope we meet again sir." She walked over to the ramp, and down into the dock "Hopefully sooner than you could think."

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{Oops. They filtered out the word 'dam/n.' *blush* Eep.}
Drew remained still, a lazy grin resting on his face, as the girl made her way past him and down the steps to the dock. "Let's hope so," He murmured, to himself, then turned round to face the rest of his crew, who were watching him with wide eyes. Grinning, he gestured nonchalantly, then called down. "What're y'all lookin' at, then? Get back up here and at work!"

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Devina stopped at the end of the pier, then looked back. Still grinning to herself, she hurried up to a tavern, stole a horse with ease, then rode hurrily to Kingston Sugar Plantage. Her housekeeper eyed her with distaste, as she rode in. Mrs. Gend, the woman who had been in charge since her mothers death, was tired at having to accomodate new horses so often. "Get ye down from there lass!" She shouted "Go and get cleaned up, we dont want to be late tonight!" The young girl swung herself off the horse, and Mrs. Gend nearly had a heartattack "And get ye the breeches off!" she screamed.
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Young William Turner groaned, hearing the mildly slurred speech of one Captain Jack Sparrow above deck. Speech that, rather unfortunately, called his name. Repeatedly. Gaining a slightly exasperated edge as it went on. Will did try to ignore it the first few times, having found quite an irritating nick in one of his daggers that he yearned to hammer back into place.

Unfortunately, ships rarely were equipped with such tools that could perform the task - even Naval ships had to stop at port for weaponry repairs. Dark hazel eyes concentrated on the worn blade, eyebrows knit together in concentration; he ran a calloused finger across the metal expertly, checking for dents, scratches, or anything else of the sort. Will knew he was being ridiculous - even a man of his profession never spent this much time peering at small throwing daggers. What else would you expect? Jack was looking for him, and for some reason, he wasn't quite in the mood to go above deck. Not quite certain why.

But then came yet another call from the Captain.

With an inaudible sigh, the blacksmith set down the dagger he had been examining and stepped out of his cabin. He wasn't quite sure why he was on the Pearl, but only that it involved much persuasion on Jack's part. Despite himself, the lad let a faint smile flicker across his lips - Jack Sparrow. Indeed, a unique man; one could never tell if he was helping or betraying a person. And Will Turner had experienced both cases.

Stepping on deck, the young man shielded his eyes with a hand, blocking out the brilliant flash of the sun on the ocean waves. Now where did Jack...

Aha.

With a patient smile and raised brows, Will stepped behind Jack and lightly tapped his shoulder.

"You called?"

(OOC: just a warning, everyone. I'm leaving on the 20th to visit my relatives overseas, and I expect I'll be gone for a good two weeks. I'm not quite sure when I'll snag internet connection while I'm gone, but I'll try to reply when I can. I'm just saying this in advance, and I'll tell you before I go that I'm going. Oh yes, and I do hope Will isn't out of character or anything. I'm much more accustomed to writing Jack and Norrington [Elem, you know this], and Will's a character I haven't quite conquered yet. Nevertheless, I hope he meets standards. )

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Daire looked at the pirate but didnt answer, she didnt know why but words just could not come out, maybe it was the fact that she had never seen a pirate like that or maybe cuase she was being stubborn. She couldnt help but laugh when Will tapped him from behind.

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Jack turned to face Will, muttering disapprovingly to himself and arching a thick eyebrow. "Oh, yes, I called. I bloody called and no one answered." He sighed dramatically, raising a hand to whack the boy forward. Regaining his earlier composure, he started up the deck of the black pearl once more, not giving a second look to Daire. "All ahoy!" He called out, a rugged grin resting on his lips now. "Time for another journey!"

Drew turned and watched till the girl faded into the distance, then sighed warily. It always ended up like that. Darn. He turned back, then climbed the steps aboard the ship. Jack was right. It was time for a new voyage.

{Alrighty, Ellie-and no, Will's perfect. You write so well it wouldn't matter who you were writing for. xD it's excellent.}

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Daire snuck up to the ship and climbed up the side of it hearing what the captian said...She wanted a adventure so if she has to stoaway to get one fine then. She quickly ducked into a barrel that was open and emtpy. Then closed the lid carefully and left it cracked a lil bit for air.

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Will matched the pirate's expression with an arched eyebrow of his own. He couldn't curb the amused grin that tugged at his lips as Jack muttered darkly under his breath and figured that several of those words were directed at his person. Ah, well.

"No, I didn't answer," replied Will smoothly. "And I do beg pardon, Captain," he added in an overly-sweet tone, masking a hint of sarcasm, "But see, now I don't understand why you've called me up here in the first place."

The blacksmith frowned a little, glancing about the deck before looking back to Jack. "It seems like you've got enough men up here. What did you want me for, then?"

(Aww, thank you, Elem. )

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Daire couldnt help but evesdrop on the pirates. It was very interesing...She breathed quietly trying not to get cuaght. For she didnt own any, daggers, guns or things such like that. She herd wills vioce, and regonized it then relized who it was...It was her sisters "luv".

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(Mmkay, everyone. My flight's tomorrow, so Will and I will be dashing off until the 2nd of January. I don't know if I'll get internet where I'm going, but if I do, I'll drop by. Until then, Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! )

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(Kay have fun! MERRY CHRISTMAS! *hands you a cookie* )

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{aww...bon voyage! ^^ Do take care, dear, we'll be waiting for you when you get back. =D Have a nice trip and a merry christmas!}

Clapping a hand on the young lad's shoulder, Jack turned to face him fully, a subtle twinkle in his dark eyes. Leaning sidewards to nudge at his arm, he muttered across, "Just come now, won'tye? I've got somethin' to show you." He smiled knowingly, then released his grasp and took his place at the captain's stand, leaving Will to ponder his meaning. The ship started to move.

Drew made his way swiftly onto the deck, his gaze directed straight ahead, his mind clear. He stepped round the corner, heading to his cabin-and knocked into a barrel. "Dam/n," He swore.
He leaned down-
-And stepped back again, in utter astonishment.
There was a girl, deep brown eyes, a matching shade of color for the hair, near seventeen features etched across her face. Stifling a loud gasp, he bent down and grabbed her hand, pulling her out from the barrel and pushing her quickly into a darker corner. Eyeing her worriedly, he muttered, "You, what're you doing up here? A girl shouldn't be aboard the Black Pearl, 'tis bad luck." Struggling to keep his voice down and his tone calm, he continued, "Miss. I suggest you leave this ship before it starts on its trip, and I believe it'd do you good to listen."

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((Have a great time and happy christmas))
((Umm...where is this going? Is there going to be anything happing in Port Royal? A ball...? A ceremony...?))
Devina hurridly changed into somehing lady-like nearly dieing in the corset. She then hurried back down to her housekeeper. Hurried infact, and snagged the dress on the banister. There was an awu´full silence after that all telling rip. Mrs. Gend sighed angrily "That cost ye 15shillings Missy!"-"Yeah? So what? Its the newest fashion. Noone will notice anyway. I'll bet you 5 shillings on that!"-" Youre not gamble Missy!"
The carrige was uncomfatable, it was too hot, and too cramped. The fat houskeeper- trussed up like a turkey, took up half the space, whereas Devina was squashed against the window and door. She couldnt get the face of the man out of her head. Drew....yes that had been his name... "Mrs Gend? Do you know a man called Drew?" The fat woman snarled "Why of course I do! I listen when the Gouvonor Swann talks !"

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Daire glanced at drew as if she was saying she wont leave. "And who will make me?" a determined look drew over her face, or you could say stubborn.

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As they passed the docks, Devina turned to her houskeeper, eyes wide with innocence "Please let us have a short look at the docks Ma'am! Maybe this drew man is still there!"-"What do you mean, still? He'll be up t the fort. Like any handsome lad now-a-days."- "Oh pleae." the younger woman pleaded, pleased that her mother had been such a talented actress.
Twenty minutes later, they were walking along the docks, straight towards the grandest ship in the harbour : the Black Pearl.

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