Of Golden Dreams and Vengeful Deeds. Part Thirteen

[Jack Sparrow]

A year has passed since the events concerning the gods of Greece. Since then Jack and the crew’s lives had been quite uneventful, well as uneventful as a pirate life can get that is. With a few new crew members, Jack has sailed his crew to hell and back, pillaging, plundering, and gaining quite the notorious reputation. However, one not so scheduled trip to England, and to Evelyn’s home town, has brought about a new treasure to seek, a new endeavor, and possibly the next great adventure for Jack Sparrow and those aboard the Black Pearl.

A map has been found, once believed to be lost to the infernos of a previous pirate raid. A map revealing the location of a treasure TOO good to pass up, despite the warnings of a curse within it, an entire city of gold is a bit hard to pass up. With the map both in Evelyn’s trusted memory, and in Jack’s hand his crew are ready to go to hell, quite literally, and back for a piece of this city of gold.

Meanwhile, Barbossa hasn’t missed a beat, and although he was beaten to the ultimate relic last time, this time it is HE who has the upper hand. Although Jack and crew know about the treasure, they remain oblivious to the true power resting there, the Dagger of Curunin, an ancient dagger that posses the power to send those it kills to the Underworld, a hellish purgatory until the ending of the world. Barbossa’s thirst for vengeance is all but insatiable, and it is for THIS reason Bossa also makes for Central America, hoping through simply wandering about he too can find this city of Gold and the dagger which would finally give Jack Sparrow his due.

When Barbossa finds Jack Sparrow also in the jungles however and learns of Evelyn’s knowledge as to the location of the gold he concocts an evil plan that would not only give him the way to the City of Gold, but also an edge in the never ending battle between Barbossa’s crew and Jack’s. It’s a scramble and tangle to riches and relics…with not only eachother to compete with, but also the jungles themselves who also have threats within them that neither crew has even begun to prepare for…

Rules:

1. no spamming
2. ALWAYS STAY IN CHARACTER
3. NO cursing!!!!
4. Common curtesy is a must
5. NO GODMODING (unless otherwise stated)
6. have fun maties
-Plot credited to Evy and Bossa

Current Going ons...
eunuch just found out he's not a eunuch, thus going into massive shock. Everyone's regrouping...kinda getting what little wits we have together again..Barbossa's gonna reach the city in about two minutes....and Jack's crew thiks Barbossa's crew needs a good being killed...or at least a very good being stabbed. Savvy? So enjoy all of you....I'm gonna gently kick this rpg foreward a bit by tonight too....

[Victoria Brighton]

*Tobbs had followed Jack over to Will with a smile over the whole scene slightly edging upon her lips. She rested herself against a tree and watched the Turners and Jack and Mark.*

*For awhile she just watched Will and Elizabeth. They seemed...so happy. It was almost like a dream to ehr really. She had no idea that there could be such bliss. But then, they had something joyful to think about.*

*And then...they loved eachother of course. And she knew she loved Jack. So perhaps that was why she felt so happy of late? Forgetting the tackling, wounds, smacks, and shouting they'd just undergone with Barbossa's crew, she knew she'd still been highly content and happy herself. It didn't matter. She was in her own bliss.*

*So, the Turners were on a maddening happy note than her because the reasoning was their own new ickle Turner. So she understood. Sitting there while Jack walked away and began talking to Rhys and Sarah, she pulled out her extra set of clothes and went off into the jungle.*

*When she was out enough, but still spotted the fire, she slipped into the fresh clean clothes and stuffed the old ones into the pack she ahd brought from the Pearl. Running her fingrs through her hair and tidying ehrself up a bit, she decided searching for some kind of river or lake or stream thing might be nice today. She had a notion for swimming it seemed.*

*And then, heading back, she spotted Jack pacing and sighed. Approaching him and slipping her hands around his back, which in turn stopped his pacing, she moved around to face him with a smile.*

"And you were talkin' about MY lack of sleepin'! 'os doin' the pacing now?"

*Teasing him on the subject, she went to a more serious note.*

"What's on yer mind Jack that's put ya into such a restless mood?"

[Jack Sparrow]

::Jack stopped when Tobbs came over to him. He looked at her:: "Well putting aside the fact that one of my most trusted crew is currently being held by a man so evil that hell itself spat him back out...." Jack said using a quote he heard to describe Barbossa so many years ago: "I'm wondering how long it'll take us to get to the city..and reach it before Barbossa gets there...."

::He frowned to himself a long while, thinking over the general idea, and finally sighed, and wrapped his good arm around her::

::and then he smiled utterly slyly:: "But you were askin' what was making me restless....That reason is what I'm holding onto right now." He smiled sleepily at her, a easy grin::

::He waited, gauging her reaction. It felt good to just tease someone, helped ease tension and he knew he'd have to be cool if he was to get Evelyn back and possibly kill Barbossa::

[Victoria Brighton]

*Tobbs listened with a bit of worry and concern catching in her eyes. She was really worried fro Evelyn, and the fact that she'd been with Barbossa and his horrible crew made things immediately worse.*

*Nodding slightly when he finished, her thoughtful look was interrupted by the teasing, charming edge in his voice, and she blinked a few times, slightly tensing up herself as she felt his arm around her. Boody resistance.*

*Raising a brow, she gave a sly plotting expression. So this was what was going on now? Well then, she'd have to fight back, as hard as that might be when it came to subduing any kind of physical intimacy, to say it in a formal nicer sort of way...*

"Well then, Jack..."

*She said, edging on a whisper as she leaned closer into him.*

"Why be so restless when you can easily let it all go? Not saying that I'm suggesting anythin'...."

*She laughed to herself, hoping that after all they'd been through, she'd not have enough strength to even think of dragging Jack back to the ship or into the jungle. But then, the question really was, would she even have enough strength to resist?*

[Jack Sparrow]

::Jack eyed Tobbs, amused for lack of a better word::

"yer worried bout me luv? When I've shown some pretty decent self control....who was the one who tackled who?" He asked her with a grin::

"Seems yer minds on other things, Miss. Victoria." He laughed, once more amazed to find that he was enjoying this. He loved the playful teasing and the laughter it produced::

"an' it seems yer having a harder time resisiting then I am luv...." He drew her closer, if it was possible, basically leaving now space between them. A damn hair could not get between them right now::

"O' course I know I've a unfair advantage....being the dashing, charming pirate that I am..." He added with a small laugh:

[Victoria Brighton]

*Tobbs couldn't object that she had trouble resisting...and that she had tackled him...bloody patience...*

*Tensing up a bit more when he drew himself as close as he could get, she bit her lip and repeated to ehrself something along the lines of 'patience is a virtue' and 'too tired to think about it'. Of course it wasn't working. She had no patience for one thing, and she had just slept off her worn out state. So it was hopeless for her really.*

*Smiling and laughing a bit at his last comment as well, she shrugged and nodded, as if defeated into admitting he was.*

"Well, I might be, distracted, in a sense, by you, but that doesn't mean I can't keep myself together THIS time. Last time around you 'ad me in a corner...this time, 'o says I can't resist ye?"

*Of course she was saying it all with her stubborness, knowing full well he could easily push her back into that spot she was in last time. But she hated admitting defeat, as always. And this was always funner.*

[Jack Sparrow]

::Jack raised an eyebrow:

"Oh yes?" He asked her questioningly:: "Ye think so...even if I ....."

::He dipped his head and kissed along her collarbone:: "Kissed yer neck..." Which he did, slowly, and then kissed her cheek. He hadn't changed his hold on her, but noted she'd tensed up::

::This was always so much damn fun. Really it was::

"Or say if I just kissed you?" He said a hairsbreath away from her lips. Enough to feel her breath. but he paused, just tormenting the hell outta her. plus he didn't fancy getting tackled or yanked away,being injured made him pretty sober:::

::He eyed her a long moment, and didn't move. He just wanted to see what she'd do::

[Victoria Brighton]

*Tobbs bit her lip again when she saw the spark in Jack's eyes. She knew she'd just started something. Great. More pressure for her part. But ah well, made all the focus on stress and pain and all that leave the both of them...and it was fun as all else.*

*Alright, there he went pushing the buttons. Going for vulnerability eh? Why she'd ever let her weaknesses show, she never knew. But he was good. Real good. And she was already tensing up again in his hold, her only hold on not letting herself melt into him in defeat being her arms wrapped around him and her hands clenching into fists for a bit.*

*Ooo and then he was tempting ehr with that bloody kiss. So much so she couldn't subdue herself from wavering a bit in her stance. Closing ehr eyes and trying to talk ehrself out of it, she couldn't. She didn't know why she tried.*

*But then that determined game playing mode took ahold of her, and while she was on the brink of losing control over to him again, she still had an edge.*

"Well...I can't not say you were close Jack...but I guess you weren't close enough....ah well, that's life, eh?"

*She opened ehr eyes and smiled cockily, barely able to stop ehrself from just kissing him right then and there. She had to figure out a way how to stay on top of things. So she challenged him with ehr eyes to make a move....*

[Jack Sparrow]

::Jack didn't mind being the instigator. He njoyed it. So he gave her maybe one second in which to realize what she just said and kissed her.::

::Oh yes..he could play too..and would..and would win...cause he ego wouldn't let him lose to her...and it was damn fun::

:::He'd never considered the possibilty that this could just be outright playfully fun. But it was. He kissed her gently, but with just enough to let her know he wasn't playing....::

::Jack smiled and put a bit more passion into the kiss, then leaned back enough to whisper:: "Coudn't resist luv..."

[Avery Tolen]

Avery was confused, the only one who had ever really shown concern for him was his family. Also the fact that she was concerned and wasn't ready to kill him over the kiss was amazing by itself. He didn't know how to react. Without thinking he just spit out the first thing that came to mind, "Guess that means, yah didn't mind my earlieh move?" A small grin appeared on his pale face.

He moved to sit up, but fell back, he did not have the strength to support himself yet. He wasn't sure how he would be able to get back to the crew and he watched the two women in front of him curiously waiting for a reaction from either of them. He began to feel dizzy again from the movement and closed his eyes, "Perhaps a short rest would be good..." With that he found himself falling into a deep sleep.

[Tasha Antipova]

Tasha grinned at Avery's question about the kiss. Don't ye go gettin' to cocky now. She winked at him and waited for him to get up. He tried to get up, but then kind of fell back. Feelin' a bit dizzy, aye? She hoped he'd be able to get back to the camp alright. She then suggested they rest and fell back to sleep. Tasha was getting frusterated and was ready to go. She knew Avery was hurt but wanted to stay with the crew. She kicked some dirt onto to Avery, then bent down near his ear. Avery...don't ye forget that 'ittle promise ye made to Evelyn...ye said ye were goin' te 'eep 'er safe. 'ow are ye goin' te do that if ye 'eep fallin' te sleep ev'ry few seconds!? Tasha growled into his ear. She wanted to see this city of gold and didn't want to be left in this god-forsaken jungle. 'n ye won't be gettin' another kiss any time soon if ye don't get your bloody self up an' movin' towar's the camp!

[Victoria Brighton]

*Tobbs flinched in self doubt. She was already rethinking what she'd just said. What she'd just promoted. She didn't know how long she could keep her defences up. He knew her weak spots, he knew how to get to her, take her control away. He, as said before, was good. And he was, after all, Captain Jack Sparrow..*

*What was she thinking? Back in the game, she told herself, forcing her doubts and hesitance away in her mind. She had to be prepared, expect anything if they were turning this into a game. And so she would...or she'd try.*

*But again she was too in thought, and suddenly he was kissing her. She trembled when he leaned back, gazing at him with a mix of thoughts. And it was hard to think when he was tempting her.*

"Of course ya couldn'..."

*She muttered in blame and a sigh. He was toying with her, and it was working. She was already slipping.*

*But she couldn't. She had to focus on what to do. She knew he knew her weak points, he knew how to get her so she didn't have control and fell vulnerable to his. And she couldn't fight it. She couldn't fight feeling nothing when he pushed her buttons....so what could she do? ....well...push his.*

*That spark of challenge and tease flashed back in her eyes as she thought up the notion. So far he'd expected her to try and fight feeling anything, as she had told herself to do. But she knew she couldn't. So she had to find his weak points. She had to figure out what exactly could make the captain...vulnerable...*

*So she tried again.*

"Of course ya couldn'..."

*She said more matter of factly and playfully.*

"After we save Evelyn...and put Barbossa in 'is...'proper' place...per'aps we can search out for some accomodations...in El Dorado...you know, somethin' ta more fit....that opportune moment...I'm so lookin' forward to..."

*As she spoke, slyly, playfully but seemingly honest, and almost alluringly, she began to move her uninjured arm from its still position around him, drawing her fingers up his back, around his neck, down his chest (avoiding injuries, of course),curving around just at his waist to his good arm, then up towards his neck again, where she let her hand rest at the back of it. She searched for any reactions, thinking that perhaps, just the notion that she was tempting HIM this time, would produce some kind of reaction as well.*

"Because...while I feel the Pearl's a nice place to be....if you're already 'avin' trouble resisting a kiss....then we're both in for some long days of carryin' back that treasure..."

*She smirked slightly, drawing her lips against his barely enough to be felt, and holding them there for a few seconds, the feel of being so close almost distracting her back to her losing control state. But she was focused, determined. As much as he was, so was she.*

[Carver Brothers]

*Michael muttered something lightly as he held onto Selina, trying to keep himself from pressing her down, as he knew she was injured as well. When they got to their last camp site, he sunk to the ground wearily, eying the place and sighing. Barbossa had left them. *

*When Selina came over, he had stood, and he smiled at her enough to show he was going to be fine. He could tell she was a bit scuffed up and injured herself, and he cast his own worried glance at her.*

"I'll be fine....I'm not in need of much rest...and I've been through worse...but I'm not worried about myself now, Selina...you've been through much defending me."

*He watched her carefully, knowing she probably would object to resting and keep pressing on. He was a good tracker though, and could catch Barbossa's trail and Lui's, as no doubt he and that captive went along with him, easily. And so, he sat down, pulling her down to sit next to him and seating himself facing her. He was close to her, pulling out a cloth he'd kept and wiping her face from the blood upon it.*

"You need to rest...I can catch onto their trail soon enough...we'll be in El Dorado soon...just rest for a few moments..."

*He'd never had someone defend him before, and this was all new to him. But so was loving someone. And he knew he loved Selina. So he lifted her up and placed her in his lap, resting his back against a tree and arranging her in such a position that she was tilted to face him enough and still be able to comfortably rest against him.*

*Running the cloth gently over her forehead a bit, just to clean it up, he paused, looked at her, and pressed his lips against hers gently, almost hesitant of hurting her in any way.*

*Then, he sighed and whispered.*

"Rest? Just for a few moments...we'll get to El Dorado...we'll get there...."

[Selina]

Selina sighed heavily as Michael seeming attempted to call her. At this point, Selina's blood was boiling, and almost had the notion to go out to find the Captain himself and tear him to pieces for leaving them. Looking back to Michael she gave a faint smile. The darkness engulfed them now and Selina supposed it would be best to simply calm their pace a bit.

Taking a seat with Michael as he pulled her down to him she shook her head at herself. "Defending you?" Selina lifted a curved brow and smiled. "Well I wasn't simply going to allow that WENCH to touch you like that Michael." Selina said in a soft tone, her heavy Spanish accent tugging at her words a bit.

"I care for you too much to allow myself to simply watch you get hurt. As long as I am around, you will NEVER face danger alone, understand?" she asked him as she gently placed her fingertips under his chin to meet his gaze. His eyes still brought a chill that snaked down her spine. Michael even now, still was strikingly handsome to her, his face was proud, tanned, and with a roguish charm that was hard to find. However, that wasn't all Selina found she cared for in him. There was simply something magnetic that drew her to him...

As he cleaned her up a bit she smiled tenderly, feeling very cared for, and those moments were VERY rare. The last time she felt any sort of care was from Damien...

Selina shook her head at this, closed her eyes for a brief moment, then turned her emerald gaze to him again. He then pulled her into his lap and Selina allowed her head to gently rest upon his shoulder, taking a deep sigh, and curling gently into him. His kiss was tender and she wanted to respond, but the pounding from being hit straight across the face prevented her from doing this, and instead she only meagerly kissed him back.

Her right hand rested in the crook of his neck and clung there gently, feeling rather safe in this position and his embrace. They were utterly alone and the jungles around were unpredictable, but by his side she felt no fear and it was a strange feeling for her when all her life she had had to watch her step, ESPECIALLY with the kind of reputation she had trailing her.

"El Dorado..." Selina spoke gently as her tumb gently caressed Michael's neck. "I still do not know what I will do if we find SO much gold, as if promised..." Selina said trialing off and imagining the possibilities. A small hawk's cry came about and she noted his bird was not far behind.

"Michael..." Selina said in a rather sleepy tone. "Have you EVER truly loved someone before?" Selina asked bluntly, deciding that there was no easy way into the subject. "I mean, TRULY." Her own thoughts passed to Damien and she sighed heavily and allowed herself to close her eyes gently. She wasn't going to sleep but she would rest her eyes a bit. Being here in Michael's warm, secure, embrace she couldn't help but feel completely overwhelmed by the peace he gave her and she was thankful for that...

[Jack Sparrow]

::Jack eyes Tobbs a long moment, thoughtfully considering what she'd just said. Barbossa needed a good being killed and he'd deliver that soon enough. And he'd get Evelyn back.....and give Barbossa's crew a good being stabbed....::

::And that would take TIME...damnit.....He stared at Tobbs again, then said in a blunt voice that was in no way joking whatsoever:: "Ye know yer makin' this awfully damn difficult."

::But he smiled all the same and kissed her once more, this time a bit more gently and then added: "Well...after we take care of Barbossa and make sure Evelyn is alright....an' I've a feelin' she is...she's almost as stubborn as you are after all.....then we'll find some place...savvy?"

::Jack was just thoughly enjoying this whole little game...which in a way had become much more then a game..but it was fun none the less and he grinned at Tobbs sleepily:: "Ye know yer a hard one to figure out, luv..."