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By Pendragginink ~ Ballin' the Jack ~ "Dance w'me, luv." "Yer daft, Jack." "Aye, I am, but stating the obvious doesn't answer my question, Ana." "What question? Sounded more like an order t'me [big pause] -- Captain." "Apologies, beggin' yer pardon, Mi'lady, may I have the honor of this dance?" "D'ye realize we're on deck Jack? I'm on watch!" "No worries, luv. I watch you; you watch the stars. It's a beautiful night tonight. Beautiful as you - almost." "The only thing you need to watch is yer hands, ye fool pirate." "Are ye gonna hit me, Ana?" "Let's get this over with, what kind of dance d'ye want?" "Since ye put it that way, luv, I'll settle for me favorite---very ancient dance, it is." "What about music?" "No worries, luv, we'll be making our own music." "Ah! So it's THAT kind of dance ye want now, is it?" "That I do, Ana, now and for the rest o'me life. [flnch] What's WRONG Ana, yer slap is gettin' weak!" "That was a caress. Jack. Ye can tell tha' cause yer still on yer feet." "Just as'well, cause I mean' t'sweep ye off yours." "Daf……….mmphff......mmmmmm." Wearing naught but starlight, two pirates danced to the music of the spheres. *** Definition: Music of the Spheres - n. A perfectly harmonious music, inaudible on the earth, thought by Pythagoras and later classical and medieval philosophers to be produced by the movement of celestial bodies. [AKA Heavenly].
By Sylvia ~ Music Challenge ~ "'Tis time, Cap'n," Cotton said, as he watched Jack pace back and forth across the cabin floor. Jack, a little wild eyed, stared at the pirate. The soft swell of music reached his ears, and his tanned face paled. It was time, Cotton had said so, so it must be. "Cap'n?" But the music was in his veins now, dragging adrenalin and fear
to every part of his body. That the brave, handsome and fearless
Captain Jack Sparrow could be With dragging feet, he made himself ascend to the deck. There, by the steps to the poop, Elizabeth waited for him. Eyes shining with love. He glanced a quick look the smiling faces of his crew. All were laughing at his capture. He took one unsteady step, and then another, eyes fixed on the
woman who had caught him fair and square. Standing before them,
Norrington held the Book of "Cap'n. Tis time." Jack woke with a start, the sound of a fiddle drifting down from the deck above, and sighed.
By Honorat ~ It's
My Hanging and I'll Laugh If I Want To ~ Chorus: You can glare at me all you want, my friends. (Chorus) At least I’ve had my share of thrills and fun. (Chorus) Now Will has done a stupid Turner thing. (Chorus) Cotton’s parrot is flying high above. (Chorus) The Black Pearl is sailing around the point, Chorus:
By Mia ~ Twelve Pirates Singing ~ James Norrington was having a dream. He was back in England in the snow at Christmas Time. He could smell the pungent rum infusing with sweet raisin, the salt lovingly rubbed into roasting pork, and hear carolers outside singing... singing... yohoho and a bottle of rum? James rose up so suddenly he bashed his forehead against the low shelf above his bed. Wincing, he rubbed at the ached centered behind his eyes and staggered to the window. His stern glare at the tableau below it caused an abrupt change in the song. "On the twelfth day of Christmas, my Captain gave to meeee... Twelve pirates singing--" James slammed his window shut with and hissed, "JACK!"
By Mia ~ Eleven Soldiers Shooting ~ "But we're following your orders, sir. See here? `There are to be eleven soldiers to shoot off eleven shots at--'" "CEASE FIRE! And just how do you know that these are my orders?" "It says so right here, sir, see? Sincereliest, Commodore James." "Sincereliest? Is it your experience that I avail myself of the suspiciously nonsensical word, sincereliest?" James barely restrained the impulse smash his eyes through his skull since it might detract from his otherwise unshaken demeanor. "I SAID CEASE FIRE!" "Er….well…" the officer flushed darkly and quickly disappeared. "12 pirates singing? 11 soldiers shooting? What next? STOP SHOOTING ALREADY!"
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