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THIRD ANNUAL TALK LIKE A PIRATE DAY (Good lord...) Open RP!

Crowley awoke, not in his comfortable bed inside Club 33, but disoriented and hung over on a bench in front of the castle, an empty bottle of rum still clutched in one hand, mouth fuzzy, and head pounding.

"Ngk."

He brought up the other hand to guard his bleary, uncovered eyes from the glaring sun. It took him a moment to realize that there was a great deal more frilly sleeve around his wrist than there should be. Another second later, Crowley ever so cautiously moved his hand down to again discover a mustache and double braided beard.

"Why is the rum always gone?"

It wasn't what he meant to say.

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"Jack!" John--no, Will (who was John?) sounded a fair bit more desperate. "Jack, where's the Pearl? It is vital that we return to open water."

"And you're skinny," Jack retorted, waving a hand to indicate her form. "We all have our faults, lassie."

Then he goggled at Will. "You lost the Pearl? My Pearl?!"

Will's jaw set irritably. "No one can lose the Pearl but her captain. If there is any fault to be found here, it surely lies with you."

He glanced briefly at Elizabeth, hoping she would back him.

"Does it really matter at this point?" she countered. "Bickering about it won't help us find her any faster. The thing we have to do now is figure out what happened to her and how to get her back. Yes?"

She raised her eyebrows first at Jack, then at Will, as if to say; 'come on now boys, play nice.'

And really, the comment about her figure was just uncalled for.

"That might be true," he slurred, "if a certain someone had not stolen it from me. You know, island, turtles... This ring any bells, mate?" Jack shook the empty bottle still grasped in his hand sadly.

Will was just about to pull out his sword and see if Jack remembered anything that way, when he arrived at the bell tower. "Barbossa? He's here?"

"I'm guessing," said Jack, as if to the hard-of-thinking, "and this is just a guess, mind, but I'm guessing he'd be with the bloody Pearl, right?"

He walked around Will and Elizabeth, looking them up and down. "So, we find Captain Barbossa, we find the Pearl. Savvy?"

"I'm afraid it will not be so simple," said a voice from somewhere above the area. Franziska was standing on top of a nearby building, where she lept to the ground and brandished her whip.

"Captain Jack Sparrow, I presume," she said. "And his pirate crew. You're under arrest by command of the British navy."

No, anything but--

"Norrington!" Will hissed. "You know perfectly well that Elizabeth and I are not pirates." He drew his sword. "But if you insist on being so pig-headed that you will not listen to reason, know that we are not defenseless. We are going to find the Pearl so that I can free my father. Do not stand in our path."

He sounded so determined when he put it like that.

Franziska seemed fully prepared to fight a sword using her whip.

"Once a pirate, always a pirate, I'm afraid," she sneered. "Though it is a shame that you've dragged a respectable young woman down with you. If you had had the foresight to accept my proposal in the first place, then I am certain your circumstances would be much improved, Miss Swann."

She lashed her whip at Will. "But I am afraid that I cannot stand by and allow you to escape. There is little I despise more than pirates."

"And there's little I despise more than... not pirates." It had sounded better in Jack's head. "But I can see you're busy, so..." He grabbed Elizabeth's arm and tried to drag her away from the burgeoning battle.

"James?" Elizabeth had been in the middle of asking. "Why do you have a whi- oh! Jack, what are you- let go!" She slapped at him rather ineffectually with one hand.

"Will, put that sword away, we haven't got time for this.

"You're completely right, Elizabeth, luv. There's no time for this." He started tiptoeing away very exaggeratedly. "Other things to worry about than this silly, um, man. Surely...," he mimed a 'snip snip' motion, "...can handle 'im."

Will didn't quite notice Jack's attempted escape with Elizabeth until she shrieked at him, but it would have to wait either way; the whip had caught his arm, and the sting reminded him of more pressing matters.

"I know you won't imprison Elizabeth. Promise me you will let her go, and then we can settle this like men."

Why did that sound wrong somehow?

Because, uh...? "In what respect, 'like men'?" Ray asked, stepping out to back up Miss Norrington.

Okay, Ray just had no idea what was going on here, with the snip-snip motions and pearls and whips and all; watching apparently-Sparrow he had a really strong desire to proclaim him the best pirate he'd ever seen. And he didn't know why. (Okay, again, cool hair and overall look, but it wasn't like the other pirates he'd known were much competition in that respect.) But he had to be on the side of law and order. That much he was clear on.

Elizabeth jerked her arm from Jack's grasp and folded them over her chest.

"Men," she huffed, then raised her voice in entreaty. "Gentlemen, please. There's no need for hostility." She pitched her tone to her most charming, turning soft eyes from one to another. That usually worked.

((So sorry, guys, though I'd tacked this!))

Franziska couldn't deny feeling even her heart touched when Elizabeth spoke; part of her would always love Elizabeth, but she kept up a stony face. That foolish girl had chosen piracy over someone as perfect as herself, so there should be no mercy.

"I have a better idea. All of you pirates will come quietly and agree to be hung. This is, of course, the only reasonable and non-foolish course of action."

She cracked a whip at Jack for trying to escape.

"OW!"

Jack turned unevenly. "I've got a better idea," he slurred. "Why don't you bugger off and why don't we go find my ship?" He was surreptitiously (well, surreptitiously for Jack) making stabbing motions at Will and inclining his head toward Norrington and his red coated lackey.

Will could take the point, as much as he wanted to face off with Norrington. He nodded once at Jack, checking to be certain Elizabeth was still in no danger.

Needless to say, Norrington using the whip without real provocation made him upset.

"We have no quarrel with you, Norrington." He started backing away slowly. "We only have to find Jack's ship and you need never hear from us again."

Ray caught the backing away slowly, and as it was the only thing that made sense he stepped over to try to flank the two pirates.

"Not so quickly, my good man."

"Good work, Dodgy," said Franziska proudly. "As a reward, I won't cut your pay. Now, Mr. William Turner, if you believe I am going to allow pirates to continue pirating, you are even more foolish than I would have believed of a fool such as your foolish self. Dodgy, please, capture them. And while it may offend your sensibilities, I am afraid we must capture Miss Elizabeth Bennett as well. She is hardly a lady in this company."

Jack rolled his eyes. "Gibbs," he yelled looking past Norrington and... Dodgy? "Pintel, Ragetti, a moment of your time, if you would."

The second they turned around to see who else was coming, he was going to grab Will and Elizabeth and run for it. No navy man was going to take his, um, crew.

Franziska whirled around, ready to face whatever deadly pirate trio was heading her way. She cracked the whip in that direction for good measure.

Ray turned as well. For which he'd be kicking himself, although he'd been a little uneasy about the whole "hanging" thing.

He... couldn't believe that actually worked. But Jack wasn't going to wait around for them to realize their mistake. Moving faster than his usual half-stagger would suggest he could, the Captain grabbed Will and Elizabeth by the arm and started to run, dragging them behind him.

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