Captn_Shamrock

Will and Jack went on deck and looked upon a sight that they had not seen in a while...Port Royal. The two men docked the ship and walked along until they saw a girl having some difficulty docking her boat. Jack walked over to her, Will followed. She didn't
even notice them until Jack intentionally coughed. The girl spun around and made a strange sound that sounded like "Meep" and said, "C-can I do somethin' for ya?" She reached for her pistol. She originally was going to go for her dagger but she did not have time to reach down. Meg looked from one man to the other with wide eyes.

Now, you may be wondering why she did not say something like, 'Well, Jack Sparrow...and something something something something'. The truth is, she had never actually seen the infamous pirate. She had always head the stories about him. Meg continued waiting for an answer with her pistol pointed at them.

Will, was stunned. He had always prefered swords rather than guns so, he was kinda' frightened that there was a pistol pointing at him. He put up his hands.

Jack couldn't believe that their luck had already begun to turn sour, five minutes in at Port Royale. He also couldn't believe Will's reluctance to counter the young lass's maneuver. He strutted between the young woman and Will, head tilted up, a regal cock to his wrist.

"Aye lass, no need for weapons, my young associate and I meant you no harm." He flashed her a smile, "Captain Jack Sparrow is my name, and this here," he pointed aimlessly behind him, "is Master William Turner."

He turned around to look at Will, paying no heed to the girl with pistol in hand.

"Not having much luck with the ladies lately, are you Will?" He clucked his tongue, "Watch how a pro does it."

Turning back to face the lady who held them un-weaponed, he asked her, "And who might you be lass? Ain't never had the pleasure of meeting someone as sassy as yerself before."

Meg's eyes widened a little more as she put her pistol away and then she blinked. So this was Captain Jack Sparrow.

"Captain Meg Owen..." she replied confidently. "And I'm actually busy looking for someone. T'was loverly meeting you," she finished tying the dinghy's rope to the dock. Meg placed a hand on her sword handle, made a small salute to Jack and Will, and began to limp off as a small smirk formed on her lips.

Jack blinked in confusion and awe with how the quirky woman treated him and Will. As though she had never heard of the infamous pirate or his sidekick. Turning back to Will he opened his mouth to say something, turned back to the retreating woman, and then turned back to Will, scratching his head.

"Did she....?" he asked bewildered. "Did she just leave our bloody company without even quaking a bit in her boots?" he asked turning back to see her strike up conversation with another woman. "I'll be a monkey's uncle," he said, the wind taken out of his sails a bit. "Will, she acted like she never even heard of us!" Now he was working up to becoming infuriated. "What do you think of that?"