After thisWhile Michael goes upstairs to call whoever it is he's going to call, Orlando goes over to the shop's phone and dials the number Orlando had given him before they left Hawaii. He's not particularly eager to tell him that they'd managed to somehow send Cordelia away, nor that they had no clue where exactly she'd gone. Or when ( Read more... )

Will's lost count of how many days he's been in this place, in this time. He doesn't belong here, but so far no one seems to be able to come up with a reasonable plan to get him back to Port Royal. Back to Elizabeth ( Read more... )

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TM "Trust" ficlet
ooc: Canon answer, not in the current storyline.Will trusted too much. When he was a boy, he trusted his mother when she told him his father was a merchant sailor. He trusted when she said he was an honorable, noble man doing lawful work. And when he received the Aztec coin his father had sent him, he trusted his instincts ( Read more... )

(The timeline here is sort of fluid. It's still his first day on the island, even tough many days have passed elsewhere ( Read more... )

Continued from hereWill walks along the coast for over an hour, taking in everything around him, trying to make some sense of it all. It doesn't take long to realize he's been tranported not only away from Jamaica, but out of his own time as well. The clothing of the people he passes, the music that plays from small metal boxes beside them in the ( Read more... )

After thisSand. Water. Warm ( Read more... )

Will closed the shop for the afternoon and headed out to Port Royale's shopping district. He had his money tucked carefully away in his jacket, but carried a pistol with him, just to be safe. It wasn't a lot of money, but it was the most he'd ever had. He'd been saving up for months - making swords on the side, under his own name rather than Mr ( Read more... )

If I could choose when this would take place as well, I think I would want to trade lives with Jack when my father was still alive. Before the mutiny, back when he and Jack were good friends. I would like to know him as Jack did, to see what he was like as a pirate, and as a man. My memories of him... I was so young when he died. What little I ( Read more... )

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