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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.
"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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"Will, put that sword away, we haven't got time for this.
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"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?
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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.
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"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.
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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.
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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.
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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."
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"Not so quickly, my good man."
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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.
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"You foolishly incompetent fool! Capture those pirates at once!"
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That freaking hurt! Ray backed quickly out of whipping range. "Your pardon, sir?"