Second Weevil - [Video/Action] (Backdated to 12th)

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[Jack appears on the screen with a tight faced expression, restraining himself from grumbling in discomfort. He smiles obligingly at the screen before he begins to speak, making sure that it is on at first.]

Would there be any remedies one cou - ah, damn - could recommend for pain in the back, 'specially regarding that of oh, how did Stephen

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[voice]

[lists_to_port]

[Oh, Sparrow has something!]

A back pain, you say? Is it more of an aching pain or a stabbing pain? Or an "I've just been shot in the back" sort of pain?

[voice]

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A combination thereof.

[voice]

[lists_to_port]

Then I will speak to you now, Captain Aubrey, of a remedy what few outside of the rather small but violent population of Bugger Island have ever seen: a sacred shaman remedy what might either be taken by mouth or brewed in a special tea that makes all your painful problems disappear!

[In a hallucinogenic haze of weird, basically.]

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[Written]

[shadedsunlight]

I'm sure the clinic has some aspirin or other painkillers. How bad is it?

[Written]

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Rather.

It's from an old scar. Sometimes the muscles contract. At least, that is what my doctor tells me.

[Written]

[shadedsunlight]

Condolences.

Some painkillers then. I suppose some of Nala's magic could ease the pain, but if it's a scar, not much can be done since it's scar tissue. A hot water bottle or heating pad might help too.

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[straightatem]

Comes with the territory, don't it? [Chuckle, chuckle. He's gonna ignore the fact that she just said 'magic' because he is in pain. No other reason. At all.]

I'll be sure to try the remedies, Ginia. The painkillers too if I an acquire them.

[Ahaha. Someone forgot the "Miss".]

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[slaying]

Hot water bottle. Tylenol. Magazines. Works like a charm, every time. Throw in a little daytime TV just for fun. I don't care if Stephen disagrees with me.

[ oh hi other captain jack. ]

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[Sup, Summers. Jack nods very diligently, he's trying to digest it all but --]

Tylenol?

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[slaying]

Painkillers. Ibuprofen. Teeny little modern miracles of medicine.

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[straightatem]

Modern you say?

Any good?

[voice]

[noprevaricating]

I do hope this wasn't our responsibility, sir.

[voice]

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Ah, Kennedy!

Not remotely, I assure you. My own damn foolishness.

[Smart guy over here.]

[voice]

[noprevaricating]

What happened, sir? If I may ask?

[voice]

[straightatem]

Over-excretion, Kennedy.

Had some shrapnel dug out there and it never quite healed right. Smarts now and again but what can ya do?

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[Jack's journal is still open, so the sound, at least, of Stephen Maturin's voice can be heard.]

Jack.

[The man is standing in the doorway of the room, pale eyes piercing that back.] How badly have you managed to upset that scar this time?

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--Stephen! [We've been discovered! Quick! Hide the evidence!

Jack shuts his journal quickly and tries to turn around to face Stephen as if he hadn't been doing anything but a quick wince and he remains facing forward.]

Ah-- not...so badly?

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[halftheduet]

Helping the young officers with their boat, I've no doubt. [He knows not what he says, Jack.]

Shall I take a look at it for you, my dear?

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If you would I'd be most grateful, Stephen.

[He stands very, very slowly -- wincing while he does. Finally standing he lets loose a breath he wasn't aware of holding and reaches around to remove his shirt, as the waistcoat proved too cumbersome, and hisses in pain before retreating his hand as if stabbed.]

Goddamned --