Of Man and Beast
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Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
1,353
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Of Man and Beast
Title: Of Man and Beast
Author: LeCapnRowan a.k.a. .the.Rowan
e-mail: Pirateadriade@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: -sob- I wish, but yeh know, they ain’t mine. Would’ve had more fun in the movie had they been. But no, they belong to Disney. Though I think Jack could say somethin’ or two about that....
Pairing: Well, it’s Jack/OC, thoguh unwanted. And I might throw in Will later. Or even Norri.
Rating: It will get there, eventually. But now for R. All ye violent people, it will be coming. Be patieennnnnnnt. ^_^
Feedback: PLEASE! I need it to go on. I welcome reviews with open arms, even flames. Though I shall sulk in some orange juice before pick myself up and go on. ^_^
Beta: I dun’t have one. If you would like, please!
Author’s Notes: Aye, well who would expect Jack on land. Well, not /island/ land. But the mainland! And on a horse. This is intrestin’, *I* think so ‘cuz it switches POV’s every chapter. When I get the next chapter up ye’ll see who the other main charra is. -half-bow- And if my story disgust you, just be warned I have the intelligence of a .......ninth grader in high school? Heh, I was never very good in school....I graduated last year an’ such....So be worried, very very worried.
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No one would ever expect, in a million years or eternity to see the infamous Captain jack Sparrow...
On a horse.
But yes, there he was; sitting tall as the hot-blooded roan beneath him dance in all directions. Now before if ye would see the Captain, you would simply imagine a slight figure with wild black hair, woven with trinkets and shiny baubles. Dark eyes rimmed with kohl that accented his mysteriousness and a flame behind them fueled by a quick, and surprisingly intelligent mind. Well now he still was bronzed by hours under thn, bn, but not the ocean traveling sun. The one that beamed down on the earth, making her as dry and dusty as sand.
Back to the present. Jack’s legs were firmly wrapped around the horse’s barrel, driving continuously the horse forward into a soft, high action trot. The pair of man and beast circled around the medium-sized dirt packed square, the onlookers waiting some with baited breath and others with death glares for the former pirate only. Suddenly the young stallion spun on it’s hind legs, throwing it’s fore end high into the air with thrashing front legs. Jack leaned forward to hang on, calloused hands gripping ly fly for the crimson mane flagging out in front of him. But gravity and the laws of it were against the captain, who before didn’t know those rules, being on a ship almost at all times. Sliding back, the hair slipped form his grasp and slid down the horse’s bony spine then bounced off hindquarters jerking upwards in a buck. Face met dirt as Jack tumbled over and over into the clouds of dust.
‘Another way to bite the dust.’ Jack thought gloomily as a boot came down on his lower back to pin him to the earth. A sun-reddened hand snaked around to grab at the knot in his black bandanna wrapped around his head, no locks of coal black hair leaking out of it’s grasp. The pirate’s neck screamed in protest as it was strained upwards with a sharp pull, forced to look into the slate-blue eyes of his captor. A faint twitch pulled at mou mouth, an attempt at one of his mocking grins but a greasy hiss in his ear soon stopped it. “Ye “Yer no good, you nefarious mongrel. Seems well have to adjust this misbehavor tonight, right laddy?”
The breath came hot and unwanted on his making, making the pinned ex-captain wince as a shiver ran up his spine. The hand let go and grabbed at the front of his head wear, a cool breeze drafting in on the flushed forehead as it slipped off. Once again, the ground rushed up at him. A stab of pain struck directly between his eyes as a wave of slivers shoved themselves through his face. While bells clanged annoyingly in his ears the pirate could just barely hear a hearty burst of laughter erupt from the crowd now circled around him. Groaning against the dirt, he inhaled sharply as the boot connected with his ribs, causing jack to roll over face up. His stomach clenched and he felt fire scorch his lungs as dust and pain mingled in them. He held back a cough, but the next one came from him in an explosive shudder, jerking the lithe form into the hands reaching for him. They lifted him up, and some lingered in areas they most likely shouldn’t have but they too let go.
“Act lively now whelp, we’re to be needin’ of yer services, and we can’t have ye sleepin’ on us.”
Author: LeCapnRowan a.k.a. .the.Rowan
e-mail: Pirateadriade@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: -sob- I wish, but yeh know, they ain’t mine. Would’ve had more fun in the movie had they been. But no, they belong to Disney. Though I think Jack could say somethin’ or two about that....
Pairing: Well, it’s Jack/OC, thoguh unwanted. And I might throw in Will later. Or even Norri.
Rating: It will get there, eventually. But now for R. All ye violent people, it will be coming. Be patieennnnnnnt. ^_^
Feedback: PLEASE! I need it to go on. I welcome reviews with open arms, even flames. Though I shall sulk in some orange juice before pick myself up and go on. ^_^
Beta: I dun’t have one. If you would like, please!
Author’s Notes: Aye, well who would expect Jack on land. Well, not /island/ land. But the mainland! And on a horse. This is intrestin’, *I* think so ‘cuz it switches POV’s every chapter. When I get the next chapter up ye’ll see who the other main charra is. -half-bow- And if my story disgust you, just be warned I have the intelligence of a .......ninth grader in high school? Heh, I was never very good in school....I graduated last year an’ such....So be worried, very very worried.
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No one would ever expect, in a million years or eternity to see the infamous Captain jack Sparrow...
On a horse.
But yes, there he was; sitting tall as the hot-blooded roan beneath him dance in all directions. Now before if ye would see the Captain, you would simply imagine a slight figure with wild black hair, woven with trinkets and shiny baubles. Dark eyes rimmed with kohl that accented his mysteriousness and a flame behind them fueled by a quick, and surprisingly intelligent mind. Well now he still was bronzed by hours under thn, bn, but not the ocean traveling sun. The one that beamed down on the earth, making her as dry and dusty as sand.
Back to the present. Jack’s legs were firmly wrapped around the horse’s barrel, driving continuously the horse forward into a soft, high action trot. The pair of man and beast circled around the medium-sized dirt packed square, the onlookers waiting some with baited breath and others with death glares for the former pirate only. Suddenly the young stallion spun on it’s hind legs, throwing it’s fore end high into the air with thrashing front legs. Jack leaned forward to hang on, calloused hands gripping ly fly for the crimson mane flagging out in front of him. But gravity and the laws of it were against the captain, who before didn’t know those rules, being on a ship almost at all times. Sliding back, the hair slipped form his grasp and slid down the horse’s bony spine then bounced off hindquarters jerking upwards in a buck. Face met dirt as Jack tumbled over and over into the clouds of dust.
‘Another way to bite the dust.’ Jack thought gloomily as a boot came down on his lower back to pin him to the earth. A sun-reddened hand snaked around to grab at the knot in his black bandanna wrapped around his head, no locks of coal black hair leaking out of it’s grasp. The pirate’s neck screamed in protest as it was strained upwards with a sharp pull, forced to look into the slate-blue eyes of his captor. A faint twitch pulled at mou mouth, an attempt at one of his mocking grins but a greasy hiss in his ear soon stopped it. “Ye “Yer no good, you nefarious mongrel. Seems well have to adjust this misbehavor tonight, right laddy?”
The breath came hot and unwanted on his making, making the pinned ex-captain wince as a shiver ran up his spine. The hand let go and grabbed at the front of his head wear, a cool breeze drafting in on the flushed forehead as it slipped off. Once again, the ground rushed up at him. A stab of pain struck directly between his eyes as a wave of slivers shoved themselves through his face. While bells clanged annoyingly in his ears the pirate could just barely hear a hearty burst of laughter erupt from the crowd now circled around him. Groaning against the dirt, he inhaled sharply as the boot connected with his ribs, causing jack to roll over face up. His stomach clenched and he felt fire scorch his lungs as dust and pain mingled in them. He held back a cough, but the next one came from him in an explosive shudder, jerking the lithe form into the hands reaching for him. They lifted him up, and some lingered in areas they most likely shouldn’t have but they too let go.
“Act lively now whelp, we’re to be needin’ of yer services, and we can’t have ye sleepin’ on us.”