03 ; party party party

[wheresmyrum]

Characters: wheresmyrum and vatheon
Location: pirate ship!
Time: late afternoon! 
Style: starts in first, but whatever's fine
Status:OPEN

[Jack's got the Pirate Ship a bit more ... adjusted to actual humans living inside it. He's got food and rum, of course, with the occasional wine bottle sitting (or rolling) around the ship. He had been serious about the party in a

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[aphorise]

[Remember this samurai, Jack? He came because he wanted to check out the ship again (and its off-the-rocker captain), and because it's a party.

The first thing he does when he walks into the place is glance around with that one eye of his. It's not much right now, but whatever. What he deems to be a party tends to differ from the standard kind, anyway.

Standing by the doorway, he calls out.]

Hey, pirate. You here?

[wheresmyrum]

[Off in some unseen part of the ship, Jack calls back.]

Aye!

[Then he pops around the corner as happy as a Jack in the Box.]

Ah. It's you.

[aphorise]

Glad you remembered.

[He leans a bit to the side.]

How's the party going?

[wheresmyrum]

Well.

You know, people've got things to do an' all that.

I think. No, they'll be coming.

[aphorise]

In other words, no one's here yet.

That's fine. They'll come later, and we've got time this way.

[wheresmyrum]

Time for what, mate?

[aphorise]

The kraken. Tell me about it.

[wheresmyrum]

Ah, the beastie.

[There's an awkward pause.]

What exactly did you want to know?

[aphorise]

Your story with it. You must have an interesting tale to share.

[So lay it on him, pirate bro.]

[wheresmyrum]

Yes -- well.

See, my ship was already getting attacked by the big beastie and one of the lassies decided to betray me by strapping me to a pole and leaving me to die, sending me to ...Davy Jones locker.

[He waves his rum bottle around, as if to add emphasis.]

I got free of the pole, but not the beastie, mate. She ate me alive.

[aphorise]

[Ate him alive, huh? He eyes Jack.]

What happened after? And what's Davy Jones Locker?

[wheresmyrum]

No one in this bloody place knows anything!

[he sighs.]

Davy Jones Locker is where people ...mostly pirates ... go if they die at sea. My crew came to save me.

[aphorise]

[He more or else shrugs at the earlier exclamation. Though . . . ]

Haah? So you're saying that you came back from the dead.

[wheresmyrum]

Up was down! Down was up.

[aphorise]

Hah?

[What does that even mean -- ]

[wheresmyrum]

You wouldn't know, would you?