"Ahoy Copper." I groan as I hear the voice of one Jack Sparrow. The exact man I was hoping not to run into.
"Go away Jack." I say, turning away from him and going in the opposite direction.
"Ye don't even know what I want!" He said, catching up to me. I roll my eyes at nothing in particular as I speed up.
"Ye either want sex or ye want my services and I ain't offering ye either." I told him, taking a sharp right, trying to shake him but it isn't working.
"Then why be ye here? Rumor has it yer looking for a Sparrow." He said and I laughed. He is a self centered pompous idiot.
"You're not thee only Sparrow who docks here Jack. Seems like yer brother needs a new gunsmith and I'm here to offer my services." I told him. Why am I still talking to him?
"Is that all you're here to offer?" He asked him and I stop and turn to glare at him.
"Aye, not everyone is a whore like ye Jack." I said sharply, slapping him across the cheek. Serves him right, implying that.
"Oi! Come on Copper!" Jack yelled after me.
"Go away Jack." Copper said.
"He's not even here Mary." Jack said.
"You do not get to used that name." Copper spat, stalking off.