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8 Fathoms Down ☠ [written x 4] + [action]

Mar 26, 2011 14:27

[Jack is home from his seaside adventure and immediately writes out four very quick notes to certain people, not bothering with filters or any of that rubbish:]

( For Tia Dalma )

oh i do like to be beside the seaside, saqueador, pirate, oh we have fun, walking on the mines i've laid, oh no not again, rattle my bones, a bit of piracy at last

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sittingtype March 26 2011, 22:15:08 UTC

[ if Jack is paying attention, the pirate may be able to see a quick flash of metal amidst the greenery and rain out of the corner of his eye. and if he doesn't? then maybe the loud splash a little ways up from the bridge will. ]

:| sittingtype March 27 2011, 01:29:04 UTC

Answer the damn question!

:D lists_to_port March 27 2011, 01:34:52 UTC

Aye!

...

What was the question?!

:| sittingtype March 27 2011, 01:38:18 UTC

[ John blinks again and his leg gives way underneath him, but he still keeps the gun angled at the pirate. ]

You have to be with someone. Who is it? Taliban? Al-Qaeda?

:D lists_to_port March 27 2011, 01:41:53 UTC

I'm...what....John. I'm a bloody pirate, not some sort of desert nomad.

:| sittingtype March 27 2011, 01:44:22 UTC

You expect me to believe that?

:D lists_to_port March 27 2011, 01:58:03 UTC

[Jack just gives his best "DO I LOOK LIKE A DESERT NOMAD" look and steps back a couple of paces, slowly.] Aye. I do.

:| sittingtype March 27 2011, 02:25:41 UTC

[ slowly, he lowers his weapon and licks his lips again. ]

... Care to explain?

:D lists_to_port March 27 2011, 02:28:13 UTC

You're in a land called Luceti. You love my monkey inordinately. You were taken by the Malnosso to serve their foul purposes in some prison far away ish, and they've just let you come back--possibly damaged. Savvy?

:| sittingtype March 27 2011, 02:31:19 UTC

I'm not damaged. [ he's quick to argue, but he does relinquish one hand in order to run his fingers up the arm of his jacket, frowning at the hole there. powder burns. ] ... Jack, right?

:D lists_to_port March 27 2011, 02:43:32 UTC

Jack Sparrow, aye. Captain Jack Sparrow. We're friends, lad. We ran from that badger together, remember?

:| sittingtype March 27 2011, 03:02:46 UTC

... Droids. [ John comments slowly, sounding more sceptical than he does annoyed, shaking his head. that haze seems to finally be clearing up a bit and his brow furrows. ] ... Did I really get snatched by robots that look like they belong in that blimming Will Smith movie?

:D lists_to_port March 27 2011, 11:49:03 UTC

Aye, you did. They take people, here, and do horrible things to them, and don't ask any questions. Unless they asked questions of you, mate...?

:| sittingtype March 27 2011, 14:46:32 UTC

[ questions... ] ... They didn't ask me anything.

:D lists_to_port March 27 2011, 17:27:48 UTC

Damn them. Then we still know not for what purpose they wanted you. What do you remember?

:| sittingtype March 27 2011, 17:55:18 UTC

[ sand. oppressive heat. too much noise and too much brightness. he could still feel it now, despite being soaked through from being dumped in the river, his leg throbbing from the exertion. ] Got shot. It ricocheted and they caught up with me.

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