...'ow about a little game o' chance, eh, Discedo?

It is required tradition that each new arrival give me something from their pockets.

Go on then.

I keep out o' e'eryone's 'air an all I get is a jar o' dirt...again. An' this time there's not even a heart inside. Bloody useless.

[the communicator clicks on. at first it seems like it might be accidental, judging by the quiet, unintelligible murmuring, but after a few seconds, Jack speaks, and it's obvious that he's already bored.]

..'ow long am I meant t' be doin' this?

[there's a jingling of what sounds like keys, and then a bit of rummaging. pilfering, if you will. ( Read more... )

[immediately, there's some very frustrated grumbling, and then the clicking of keys - why yes, that would be the characteristic noise of a keysmash.]

Bloody... useless piece o'..

[three loud taps as the Captain bangs the device against something.]

Bugg-...oh.

[another two taps, but these ones are less violent, and then:]

'ello?

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Before I beat him over his bloody head, I need someone with medical experience to come and...deal with Mister Todd.

...I'll settle for anyone. I've some business to attend to. Five minutes of watching and making sure he doesn't do anything....stupid, is all I ask.

bugger what now.

[loud rumbling, and a crash. Jack's hurried footsteps are heard along with the sound of a door opening]

Two seconds. Two seconds of peace is all I ask for--

[he stops, cut off by some growling, which is soon replaced with the sound of an animal in pain, gurging,]

...This is gettin' a bit old, mates.

[a bit louder now]Anyone ( Read more... )

About this...masquerade business you're all goin' on about. I see no valid point in wasting time dancin' when I could be doin' far more important things. My apologies, ladies..an' gen'lemen, for that...strange lot o' you,, but the Captain 'as other priorities. ...Unless there will be rum.

[Filtered to Elizabeth.]

Good as new already, darling.

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Elizabeth, darling, could you b--....

[a very low rumbling sound]

What--.

No. No no no no no! Not good! Stop movin'! N--..

[the sound of something creaking, and then what sounds like planks of wood clattering against...other planks of wood. After a few long moments of silence from Jack, he speaks again, his voice sounding strained....Everythin ( Read more... )

Balthier, I'd like you to know I acknowledge your position as a Captain.

Only because I feel you're more than a Captain than that other bloke is.

Of course, neither of you compare to me.