[POTC Holiday Fic] - KotS companion vignette - Myrrh for the King: Part Two - 3/3 - rated R
~Part Two~
The evening had passed colorfully enough. For his part, Jack had spent the better half of the hour before dinner fetching water for his bloody sister. And so he’d found himself making several trips to the well. He’d grumbled a good deal, but the lime juice that Sara had made with said water rendered the labor nearly worthwhile, the ( Read more... )
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I adore Sara - her strength and wit and wisdom, and that stubborn streak that equals Jack's own. Her intervention here is pure magic, and I love the contrast with Teague's distance and his relative silence.
“But sir,” countered small-voiced, bare-chested Jack-the-second. “Maybe it’ll be different this go-round, if you don’t mind my sayin’.”
“Oh shut it, you shirtless wonder.” The version of himself squatting on the table picked up a knife, examining the blade. “How’s about you go find yourself some clothes instead of chattering like whore at confession? Always knew you were one wick short of extinguished, you bloody milksop.”
The Jack that stood motionless and breathless beneath Lizzie’s ministrations - the man being explored in slow, agonizing strokes - just wished that they’d all bloody shut it.The multiple Jacks are perfectly drawn and a perfect device for illuminating Jack's pain and confusion, and the ( ... )
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Loved Elizabeth nestling against Jack at the dinner table - it seemed so natural and comfortable. You've also used the multiple Jack's in a wonderful way - love how they reflect both his psyche and what's going on around him.
I have to admit I'm a little wary of Jack leaving Elizabeth like that. I'm not too sure I'm convinced that he would act in so callous a way, but it's an interesting character choice to make.
Your Teague is wonderful here. I love that slow, quiet authority you've given him.
Wonderful work throughout the three chapters as a whole and I'm looking forward to further tales from this universe.
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*twirls* Isn't it pretty? lol
I think it's the sort of thing one does when you have such deep feelings for someone - and when you're become accustomed to their presence - regardless of company and the kind of non-relationship that Jack and Lizzie are trying to pretend they have.
It's wonderful to see them like this and I think it just adds to the complexities of their relationship that they can be so intimate with each other, while still being reluctant to take it any further.
I'm so sorry it didn't work for you - and I hope it didn't throw you too much - but I am glad that you enjoyed the rest of the story. :)I think this is the beauty of our little fandom here. We all have the scope to dig into the characters and see what treasure we find. A lot of us will find different aspects to explore, but Jack is such a rich tapestry that almost anything could be possible. I do love dark!Jack too and I think he definitely exists and this was a brave choice to make. ( ... )
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I have read everything of yours and have just not gotten around to commenting... I don't think... its been a while.
Anyway, your work is lovely; breathtaking!
I am hoping that there will be more to this story, a part three of 3/3. I don't know how you work this story; there was 3/3 but then parts one and two in the 3rd part out of 3... wow. Confusing myself and I know its not that difficult.
What I am trying to say is I like the Sparrabeth fics you do. They are simply lovely and I hope that there is more to this story. :)
Something about Jack Sparrow interacting with kids and helping Elizabeth while she is pregnant or even through the birth... melts my heart. ;)
Great job.
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Granted, what I had first tried to post, chapters 1-10 out of a total of 20 was over 20,000 words...
but still, I shortened it a ton, down to 7,000 words and they STILL wouldn't take it; said it was too long.
*sigh*
All well. Lovely you are posting more. Can't wait. You are a gifted writer and I am your eager reader. ;)
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But it was this section, I think, that really broke my heart:
“The Ranjit I knew. The boy that was so full to brimming with mischief and kindness and the hopes for something better, always.” She edged closer, clasping his hand and tipping his face away from the sea. He saw his mother’s eyes, then - that same calm-water sheen of the garden puddles in the opaque stillness of afternoon. Green and blue and without wave or ripple.
“That boy,” she continued, “was wanting love, was running and running into the typhoon of it, always - even after so much suffering.”
Jack sighed, his eyelids heavy. “Figures. Old life won’t just bugger off and die. You know, don’t you, that I dislike seeing that particular version of myself the most?”There's so much ( ... )
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What a relief it was to see Jack blow up at Elizabeth and his family. (I've been waiting for him to do that since she disappeared all day then laughed at him for being worried and waved away his feelings.) Everyone was patronizing him, deciding for themselves what was best for him and treating him like a child. His sister especially, criticizing him for having a firey tongue when she helped drive him to blow up with her own behavior. Even if Jack doesn't know what is best for himself at this point, she shouldn't presume to know, either.
Looking out for Elizabeth when she was in trouble at the end was the right thing to do, morally, but I wasn't rooting for them as a couple at this point in the story...before I can say "yay, they're together!" Jack needs to have self esteem not to masochistically try to transform himself into Will, and Elizabeth stops talking down to Jack and treating him like a child.
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Loved it! Nobody builds, deflates and screws up dramatic tension quite the way you do ^__^
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