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Anyone know where I might find a fellow by the name of Norrington?
I'm due for a drink with the man.
[There is a pause. Her pen taps a few times before curiosity abounds, and then she just starts to write random terms. Someone, somewhere, must be curious enough to ask her, right. And after spending some time as Fergan, she sure needs
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I did not get your name, before. I see you're eager for our drink together and I cannot wait to see your loveliness in person. When would you like to join me?
Yours,
James Norrington
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Criminals, them? Bad folk can occasionally be....good folk. At times. In a manner of speaking.
[He watches her lift the smoke to her lips. He has an oral fixation of his own, so it rather fascinates him.]
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Depends who you ask, doesn't it? Few "bad" folk are noble enough to be "good" folk to someone at the level of the law, but almost none of them are all "bad." [She sighs] Unless you're picking at my brain for me to go on about my childhood, James.
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[That's not automatic, for the record, she had to think about it. there's a deep inhale to buy her time, mostly, and then...]
Well James, I'm not adverse to the tale, but if your childhood's that open, I wouldn't mind hearing the highlights so I could decide if I think it's dull or not.
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Oh, the usual; born into a wealthy home where I lived quite comfortably until my father purchased my commission.
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