POTC drabble: "The Duty of Swine"

[veronica_rich]

Title: “The Duty of Swine”
Characters: Norrington, Elizabeth
Rating: PG for language
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, nor do I earn a profit from their depiction or usage.
Summary: Norrington hits his rock bottom – at least for this part of DMC, before he learns hell has lower levels. Written late for the “Rebirth” challenge at potc100.
Feedback: Yes, please.


“James Norrington,” Elizabeth sighed, bending to help him out of the slop. “What has the world done to you?”

He stood carefully, swaying a little. Without meeting her eyes, he admitted, “Nothing I didn’t deserve.”

She frowned, trying to shake the vile excrement from his ruined coat – since her hands were already covered, she figured she might as well help. “The commodore I knew did not deserve this.”

He glanced sharply at her, as she involuntarily wrinkled her nose against the stench. “A pig can expect no better than falling in his own shit,” he grumbled, adjusting his befouled wig.

Comments

[mamazano.livejournal.com]

Excellent! And the fact that Norrington had not even sunk as low as he could.

For all his self righteousness, polished brass and powdered wig, the Norrington of AWE was worse than the poor sot wallowing in pig shit.

At least that Norrington admitted to what he'd become.