TF: After the Hurricane: the Black Pearl

[pirate_jack]

No one's entirely certain just how long they were battered by wind and wave, but at last, it's over. The storm is past.

Jack's gamble had worked. The wind that filled the Pearl's sails at the last desperate moment, the high spiraling wind that had whirled 'round the very eye of the hurricane itself, had given them the speed and line that they

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[skjaldmeyjar]

"We will." Svava nods at Jack, smiling-

Then steps over to the cleared area of the cabin. "I can hold the portal for quite a few moments- enough time to get everything over, certainly."

That said, she takes a deep breath, and starts sketching runes in the air. The symbols flicker and gleam, light and shapes reaching out-

Before whirling, twisting, and finally forming a slowly spinning disk in the air. Behind the ribbons of light, an empty corner of the main bar room can be seen.

Svava nods, eyes and attention fixed firmly on the spell.

[pirate_jack]

Archie and Wellard start working quickly, although Wellard's efforts are hampered slightly by the chattering of the monkey on his shoulder, as well as the tail wrapped around his throat.

Still, they manage to toss everything through in short order: both seachests, Svava's duffle, along with several packages and boxes stamped in a combination of French, Mandarin, and English -- profits of trading in Singapore. The small chest of odd treasures goes along with them, caught up in the flurry.

Jack leans against a beam, watching, and the look in the black eyes is oddly shuttered. But when the others turn, he straightens, and spreads his hands wide as he gives an insouciant, swaying bow.

"Be on your merry, then. Fair winds."

One by one, they cross the portal into Milliways-- Archie, then Wellard and the monkey, then Svava. The ribbons of light flare once as they begin to collapse