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[excommodore]

One moment I'm stuck in some ridiculous castle with a trio of insufferables, and the next I'm back at my room in Port Royal. Honestly now. I'd shrug the whole thing off as some rum-induced dream, if it weren't for the fact that I had to pry the left-over bit of monster off my leg upon my return. And dammit, it hurts like hell!And look at that, the

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[rumanddirt]

Oh come on now, Jamesy~
You, Turner, and...whatever his name was...Norty! Yes. Weren't all that bad.
And I see you enjoyed the tentacle enough to take some home...

I'd need a drink or three after that as well~

[excommodore]

Not that bad? You tossed me into a pool that was home to some sort of terrifying sea-monster!

You're truly ubearable, Sparrow. I should like to leave it at that.

And don't call me Jamesy.

[rumanddirt]

Yes, and you survived didn't you?
And I'm sure you could use the tale of your escape to catch the ear of some barmaid...or some other fleeting fancy. -shrugs-

Alright mate, I'll call you....Norri, instead! Works almost as well~.

[advantage_rude]

Well it certainly sounds like you had fun, James.

...Tentacles...? Seems as if your tastes run more...exotic...than I originally thought.

Maybe you should've returned here to Seventh Heaven, so you could have those drinks, and me to Port Royal. There appear to be a few people here...who would enjoy your idea of a "party"...

[excommodore]

You have an odd definition of fun.

Oh, quiet you. Sparrow is hardly a viable source of information.

A party is the last thing on my mind. (Though there was a costume in my room. I'd rather not ask.) I intend to drink on my own tonight. I've had enough of people for the moment.

[advantage_rude]

What can I say? Maybe I've been in the job too long.

Maybe. But isn't it always his type that are the most reliable sort?

I admit, I'm curious as to what you were intended to be...Not any sort of sea creature, I hope. We already have a sailor, and a mermaid...Kracken?

Ah, I see. I don't think I'll be staying long. I'm mostly here to look after a few people...

[excommodore]

You'd have to have a warped idea of things to sign up for that job in the first place, Rude.

No. No it is not his type that are the reliable sort. He'll insist he's telling the truth even after you've caught him in a lie.

It was... a ninja outfit. I'll admit, it rather amused me. I would never wear the thing, but whoever left it there must've had a strange sense of humour. ...Love Squibida?

Returning to Port Royal, afterwards? Perhaps we could get a drink.

[anythingstupid]

We can't have been that bad, commodore. A jest, perhaps?

[excommodore]

I believe Sparrow's audacity is rubbing off on you.