11 Fathoms Down ☠ [written] + [action] + [monkey]

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[Today Captain Jack Sparrow is trying very hard to disguise his writing. It is ornate and rather loopy and fanciful, and therefore far different from his typical elegant hand.]

Dear Lucetians,

My name is Admiral James Norrington, and I'm a whopping great bewigged prig important sort of fellow who enjoys showing off his tricky little monkey to

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[slaying]

[ sometime after receiving the left-behind gift, buffy manages to read this disguised message and experience a sort of light-bulb moment. while she might not have normally guessed what was going on, she has met the admiral and that in itself is enough of a tip-off. ]

Someone's playing with fire.

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Dear Interested Party:

Would you like to see my monkey?

---Norry

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[slaying]

[ two can play the winding game. ]

Norry? And you didn't even like me calling you James. I'm missing the part where 'Norry' is any extra dignified.

[ translation: i've met him, jack. knock it off. ]

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Dear Interested Party:

So you DO want to see it! Shall I come round and pop it out for you or would you rather meet me at the aforementioned location and go a round with it there?

--Norrykins

[voice]

[thedicearecast]

...You don't seriously expect anyone to fall for this.

[written]

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Dear Interested Party:

I only expect them to fall for fuzzy monkey fun. My name and "fuzzy monkey fun" are practically synonymous.

Sincerely,

James "Fuzzy Monkey Fun" Norrington

[written]

[thedicearecast]

[...Fine. Amelia takes a moment to switch the journal to written mode.]

Dear Idiot:

And just how are "small valuable items" necessary for your "fuzzy monkey fun?"

-Highly Uninterested Party

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Dear HIP:

The monkey only dances for a bit of shine. It's his way, sadly.

With Regrets,

Norrington

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[abidinglaw]

And so you seek to steal from me the last and only thing that I own.

You have my blessing.

Enjoy yourself.

-Admiral James Norrington.

[voice]

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[Oh wonderful Norrington WAY TO MAKE HIM FEEL GUILTY ABOUT THIS.]

Oh not fair, acting all sad and pale and tragical, Norrington. It's all for a laugh, after all.

And for the theft as well.

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[abidinglaw]

[It takes a moment for the admiral to reply. He hadn't expected a voice to jump out at him -- he'd thought the book was arranged in such a way as to allow only written responses to written posts. That would be ordered. This is unseemly.

... Can the pirate see him, too? Just to be sure, he sets the journal down on the floor and takes a few steps away - and for this reason his voice may well sound a little distant. It is nonetheless composed.]

I trust I have no need to repeat myself, Jack. Whatever criminal acts you may commit tonight you will not steal my name.

Laugh, and do with it what you will.

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But I've already stolen it, sir. And you won't even rise to its defense? What's happened to you, James, hm? Has this place already broken you?

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[Monkey, huh? This she has to see. Also, that bridge is pretty much standard territory for one flirtatious crazy pirate.

So of course Sheena's going.]

[[ooc: DID HE DIG ANY HOLE TRAPS??]]

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[Oh HO! It is none other than Beautiful Sheena! Jack takes a moment to smooth down his hair and sniff at his armpits and make himself look somewhat presentable before stepping onto the bridge, disguised (not very well) in a British navy uniform of the period. He's dressed more like someone out of the Hornblower cast but it is VERY OBVIOUSLY HIM.]

Good day, fair maiden! You might be interested to know that in fact, beneath my coat, there is a very devilish monkey indeed.

[ETA: NO--JUST SNARES THIS TIME.]

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[corrinesbell]

A monkey. You really expect me to believe that, Jack?

[action]

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[In answer, Jack the Monkey pokes his head out of the crotchal region of Jack's long coat and grins at her.]

Aye! I do. And he's making things rather sweaty and uncomfortable in here, isn't he. Go, Jack! Show her what you can do! Dance! Dance, monkey!

[So Jack jumps out of Sparrow's coat and begins a little capering dance in front of Sheena.]

[written]

[byebyehalcyon]

He sounds so cute! Is there a day your monkey might be okay with having girls come to visit? I would love to see him! I won't get scared, I promise!

- Inoue Orihime

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Dear Miss Orihime,

My monkey is, indeed "cute." One might also say "petite" and "charming" and "fuzzy." However, one might also say "undead." Are you certain you are up for that sort of monkey?

Regards,

Admiral Norrington

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[byebyehalcyon]

Dear Mr. Admiral Norrington,

Is it a zombie-monkey? If so, will he try to eat my brains? Is he a slow-moving sort of zombie-monkey, or a fast-moving sort? It does matter a lot, as I think if it were a slow monkey, I could just walk briskly away, but I don't remember what the land-speed of a small monkey versus the speed of a young woman is should he be a fast undead monkey.

However, if the cute monkey isn't a zombie and has just died a few times, that's okay too! Is it a Hollow-type monkey maybe? Some of my best friends are death gods, so I think it's okay. If he's as cute as you say, I don't think I'd find him too scary.

Sincerely,
Inoue Orihime

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Dear Miss Orihime,

No: he is not a zombified monkey by any stretch of that definition. He is, rather, an eternally cursed monkey of the fast-moving non-brain-eating sort, and his speed would be very much faster than yours or I am much mistaken.

Are you a slow-moving or fast-moving sort of young woman?

[Oh God the double-entendre there...]

Regards,

Admiral Norrington