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[pirate_jack]

From here.

"Steady on, lad," Jack mutters, supporting Wellard as the two of them cross first the shore and then the floating pier to the Black Pearl.

They stop there, as Jack looks up the sea-ladder with a frown.

"Can you climb?"

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[politestpirate]

At least the floating pier is supposed to move underfoot- just now it seems as if it is about to slide away, along with the rest of the world spinning about.

With a wince, he eyes the sea ladder and the Pearl.

"I can try, sir?"

The reasons of why for all of this are slipping away when he tries to focus on them, so for the moment, it is better to just go along with what was happening-

Or try to, at least.

[pirate_jack]

"Can't ask more than that."

Jack's eyes are gleaming with near-feral intensity as he adds,

"Take it slow, lad. I'll be right beside you."

[politestpirate]

He nods slightly, gritting his teeth.

... Not since he first started learning the ropes on board the Worthington at the age of 13 has it taken him this long to climb up something this easy. The hull of the Pearl keeps moving under his fingers-

Wellard has to pause quite a few times to close his eyes and take deep breaths, while looking green.

[pirate_jack]

Every so often when he does, he'll feel a steadying hand on his shoulder.

The rigging-made sea ladder is easily wide enough for two to climb it abreast, and Jack is doing just that-- to one side and a little below, in case the lad should slip.

"Take your time, son. She's not going anywhere."

[merrimanlyon]

Some time later -- long enough for word to spread -- the Pearl acquires a set of visitors.

A rather odd pairing, true, but both have good reason for being there.

[pirate_jack]

The distinctive sound of a pistol being cocked is very, very clear, as is the lazy, dangerous drawl.

"You'll want to stay right where you are, mate. Or better yet, go right back the way you came, savvy?"

Jack Sparrow steps out of the shadows under the quarterdeck stairs, pointing the pistol at the two of them-- and then as he gets a clear look, he sighs.

"You."

It's worth noting that the pistol's still steady and unwavering.

[mmquitecontrary]

"If you shoot us," Mary announces, self-righteously, "you will be in trouble."

[merrimanlyon]

Merriman's expression borders on the exasperated, though it is difficult to tell whether the exasperation is directed at Mary's comment or at Jack's pistol.

'Oh, do put that away before it goes off,' he mutters, getting to his feet and brushing off his coat -- which at some point during the climb shifted from suit jacket to uniform coat.