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[Taylor Elliot]

<sub>Taylor yawned, sitting on the docks of Tortuga. She sat on the edge, her feet swinging back and forth, the bottom of her boots dampened from the salty ocean water beneath her. Her hair was left down today, a black hat still placed on her head.

Her brown eyes were left untouched today, just their usual, brown eyes surrounded by pale skin. She still wore her black pants and her gray vest over her baggy, white shirt, which she'd torn the sleeves off of to expose very small arms.

It wasn't that Taylor lacked muscle, oh no. She just had no fat in her body. She was skinny, and all the shape you'd see on her arms and legs were muscle, but not fat, making her look extremely small and scrawny.

People often told her that she'd look pretty in a dress, but Taylor would never wear dress, or drink that bitter coffee. Both were against her beleifs as well. She beleived that doing that would compromise herself, and she didn't want to do that. If she did, she'd disgrace her father who taught her never to do that.

Taylor looked in the water, staring at her own reflection in the surface, not even paying enough attention to hear footsteps behind her.</sub>

[Captain Jack Sparrow]

The Captain of the Black Pearl turned to Gemma LaRoue, she sure seemed to be anxious to get out of Tortuga, but really who could blame her. She seemed like a respectable young woman and Tortuga wasn’t a place where respectable people often went. “Well I suppose there really is nothing from stopping us from leaving tonight; I do love to sail under the moon.” His heeled boots made a soft clonking noise as he stepped from the dirt roadway onto the wooden dock. “And there is the Pearl Miss LaRoue. I ask that you treat her like she was made of gold.” Jack requested as he waved both arms in the general direction of the large ship.

His brown eyes then fell on the form of a young man sitting on the edge of the dock, ever so close to his ship. “And who might you be?” He asked as he walked over and stood nearly overtop the stranger and tapped their shoulder, he didn’t like it when people hung out so close to his ship, just made him a bit uneasy.

[Gemma LaRoue]

Gemma nodded her head as she looked at the massive ship. She loved it already "Oh, Captain, I will." She said with a nodd. She knew she would treat the ship like gold, it would be like her own, only. not as clean. Gem always had a thing about cleanliness. Her words were still slurred, and her knees still wobbley, she figured they could sail out to Port Royal tonight.

She sttod before the ship, on the ramp and looked up, it wasn't much of a docking ramp for the giant ship, but that didn't matter. She tuned her head, curls bouncing to the young figure, sitting down. She was wondering the same thing, who was it?

[Taylor Elliot]

<sub>Taylor looked up after hearing a voice and feeling a tap on their shoulder. She jumped across the dock a good few inches, but got over herself when she noticed who it was and that they obviously meant no harm unless they thought she was trying to take the ship or do something to the ship.

She took off her hat, and she rose to her feet, revealing her thin arms and pale face. " Taylor Elliot, daughter of, deceased, map maker, Jamison Elliot," she said with a bit of a nod, spitting out random facts because of nerves. She was looking for one ship to stay on, so she could stop this blasted ship-hopping.

"Well, most pirates would know me as Jamison Elliot the Second, a uh.. ship-hopper of sorts, looking for a crew to stick with," Taylor said with a nod, letting her hair blow in the ocean breeze as she set the hat back on her head.</sub>

[Captain Jack Sparrow]

Today, or rather the night must have been Jack’s lucky night, first he had found Gemma (well she found him) and now this one. What would poor Gibbs say to two females on the ship, he was always going on about how women were bad luck on a ship, but Jack seemed to think the opposite. Because quite frankly as much as he loved his ship and enjoyed the salty air of the ocean, life seemed to be too dull on the high seas without a woman onboard. He quite enjoyed Elizabeth’s company on board even if Gibbs didn’t.

“Well then Taylor Elliot, daughter of, deceased, map maker, Jamison Elliot, I would like to welcome you to the Black Pearl. Captain Jack Sparrow at your service.” He took of his hat and bowed low to the young scrawny woman. She had a rather pretty face, but needed a bit more meat on her bones for Jack’s liking.

[Gemma LaRoue]

Gemma was still in awe of the Black Pearl's grandeur. To her it was amzing, unlike a ship she'd ever seen, sure, to many it was just another Boat in the water, but to her it was amzing. But then again, Gem always had that oulook about things. "Gemma LaRoue" she stated over her shoulder to the younger girl, turning her head back to the ship she placed her hands on her hips, she gained more balance that way.

She was itching to leave the port, it was only a matter of time, she knew that, but she was still itching to leave the flea bitten port that always was Tortuga. As much as she loved the place fore being so, rash. She hated it just as much.

[Taylor Elliot]

<sub>"Nice to meetchya both," Taylor said with a smile, a golden skull pendant rung around her neck. That pendant meant a lot to her, seeing it was given to her by her father. No matter what she was offered, she wasn't about to give it up. Deep down in her young, eighteen-year-old heart, she knew that it was too precious for that.

It was last living memory of her father. He'd died so young, she'd been so mad when he died, but another crew had taken her in. They never understood why she found herself uncomfortable around them, scared almost.

Well, perhaps it was the fact that she was a ten-year-old girl, dressed like a boy, whose ship crashed into a mess of rocks, killing her parents and the rest of the crew in the abyss? Nah, couldn't be. Not to the crew anyway.

"Well, it's very nice to be able to stay in one place for once in me life," she said with a beaming grin.</sub>

[Captain Jack Sparrow]

“Well I am sure you will enjoy it on the Pearl.” He walked up the gangway to his ship. “Do either of you know how to hoist the sails? There is no better time then the present to get a move on to Port Royal.” Jack said as he placed his hat back upon his head and turned to face the two woman who still stood at the bottom of the gangway.

Yup, Gibbs certainly wasn’t going to like the fact that Jack could only find two women for additions to the crew. If Jack remembered correctly Gibbs’ exact words had been: “I’ll trust you to go and find some able-bodied men, hear that Jack men, not boys barely out of purperty and certainly no women. I need to stick around here and see to the repairs and rounding up some more supplies.” Jack sneered to himself, ah well Gibbs would get over it, sooner or later, probably later rather then sooner. Jack shrugged and turned back to his ship, running a hand over the rail.

[Gemma LaRoue]

Gem started up the gangway after the man, it had been months since she'd been on a pirate ship, although, she had never had the problem of having to dress like a man, she always 'talked' her way onto the ship. Most of the time the men wouldn't mind, they needed something pretty to look at. And only look, or she'd have there head, or their stomache as the case had been.

"I can" she said with a nodd of her head, the rum had settled in a bit more, she wasn't feeling as wobbley as she had at the tavern. She stood at the top, boots touching the wet boards of the ship, half of her life had been dreaming of the pearl, the other half had been trying to live in a world full of men.

[Taylor Elliot]

<sub>Taylor only stood for maybe a moment or two as the other two were already walking up the gangway. For that moment, she watched, thinking that this was not real, not at all, but snapping out of it, she quickly followed after them.

"Hoisting sails? Of course," Taylor said with a nod. That had seemed to be her most common job while on ships. They always thought she looked a little too scrawny, so they never trusted her with carrying things, like rum for example.</sub>

[Captain Jack Sparrow]

Jack walked across the deck and came to the wooden grate that was over top the crews quarters. “Wake up you lazy dogs, its time to set sail for Port Royal!” He shouted through cupped hands at the sleeping men below. How one could sleep while at Tortuga Jack wasn’t entirely sure, Jack would sleep with one ye open – literally. Soon the crew members were on the desk and were running about doing their assigned duties. Jack lay a finger across his lips when he noticed the worried look Gibbs gave him and walked up to the helm. He placed his hand on the wheel and grinned. It was about time for another adventure to start.

Soon the Black Pearl was silently sliding deeper into the waters of the ocean, the moon was nearly full above them, casting and almost eerie glow across the waters surface. If Jack wasn’t a Pirate he might consider it to be an ill omen or a warning, but to him it was just the moon on the dark ocean, guiding their way to Port Royal.