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tampered2006-08-09 02:32 pm
Log: Ongoing
When; After Tia and Jack discuss Jones' arrival (log not posted yet), but before Norrington runs off like a fool to meet with Jones (log not completed - what? We're the motherfuckin' PotC crew, we don't need no stinking continuity!).
Rating; PG-13? Will edit as needed.
Characters; Tia Dalma (
tiaxdalma) and Sheldon Sands (
blind_shot)
Summary; Tia finally gets around to her promised visit.
Log;
It was a little before dusk when Tia set out, leaving Jack to skulk about his ship and worry over his hand - but she couldn't have him becoming too dependent on her company. That sort of thing lead to terrible, terrible problems. She put a few things in her bag, wrapped a black lace shawl about her, and began the short walk to the building where the man Sands resided. She blended in well with the natives of the city, and its existence pleased her. She found it relaxing and enchanting - or would, if there was not a great evil lurking in it, now. Unlike others, she had no real concern with the supposed End of Days that they were here to stop - she stepped in and out of this place at will, and (perhaps foolishly) took its power for granter. It occurred to her that this might come to haunt her, but now was not the time for such thoughts.
Tia found the apartment, and stood outside, knocking twice. She wondered if any of the companions would be with him at this hour, and if he would tolerate their company long with hers. Tia was vaguely interested in the death god that had befriended her familiar band of ruffians, but the others, she knew little about. As long as the corpse not be with him, she thought... and waited.
Rating; PG-13? Will edit as needed.
Characters; Tia Dalma (
Summary; Tia finally gets around to her promised visit.
Log;
It was a little before dusk when Tia set out, leaving Jack to skulk about his ship and worry over his hand - but she couldn't have him becoming too dependent on her company. That sort of thing lead to terrible, terrible problems. She put a few things in her bag, wrapped a black lace shawl about her, and began the short walk to the building where the man Sands resided. She blended in well with the natives of the city, and its existence pleased her. She found it relaxing and enchanting - or would, if there was not a great evil lurking in it, now. Unlike others, she had no real concern with the supposed End of Days that they were here to stop - she stepped in and out of this place at will, and (perhaps foolishly) took its power for granter. It occurred to her that this might come to haunt her, but now was not the time for such thoughts.
Tia found the apartment, and stood outside, knocking twice. She wondered if any of the companions would be with him at this hour, and if he would tolerate their company long with hers. Tia was vaguely interested in the death god that had befriended her familiar band of ruffians, but the others, she knew little about. As long as the corpse not be with him, she thought... and waited.
