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tampered2006-08-15 02:27 am
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Log: Ongoing
When; Evening, August 14th
Rating; PG
Characters; Jack Sparrow and Davy Jones
Summary; Sparrow agrees to meet with Jones on his ship for what he hopes to be negotiations of a trade and the alteration of a contract.
Log;
Captain Sparrow had asked to meet with Davy Jones to discuss offers each could make. This was the second time in his life he had made such arrangements. He was less confident this time around, but he would never let that show. Jack was always sure he was right. He had been sure this time as well, until he learned that he had been so wrong about Tia. And she said he shouldn't do this. What if she was right?
The Flying Dutchman came closer and there was no time to be uncertain. This was a thing that had to be done. And so Jack slid a plank between the decks and made his way aboard that cursed ship. Somehow, the atmosphere of the Dutchman made the night air seem much colder, but Jack refused to shiver. He closed his black-spotted left hand into a tight fist, willing himself to forget the mark, and pulled his hat down low.
He walked deckboards slick with algae and growing like coral, never showing the way the living ship or its dead scent disturbed him. Jack stopped at the edge of the quarterdeck to look up to the helm.
"Captain Jones? I believe there were things you wished to discuss in person?"
Rating; PG
Characters; Jack Sparrow and Davy Jones
Summary; Sparrow agrees to meet with Jones on his ship for what he hopes to be negotiations of a trade and the alteration of a contract.
Log;
Captain Sparrow had asked to meet with Davy Jones to discuss offers each could make. This was the second time in his life he had made such arrangements. He was less confident this time around, but he would never let that show. Jack was always sure he was right. He had been sure this time as well, until he learned that he had been so wrong about Tia. And she said he shouldn't do this. What if she was right?
The Flying Dutchman came closer and there was no time to be uncertain. This was a thing that had to be done. And so Jack slid a plank between the decks and made his way aboard that cursed ship. Somehow, the atmosphere of the Dutchman made the night air seem much colder, but Jack refused to shiver. He closed his black-spotted left hand into a tight fist, willing himself to forget the mark, and pulled his hat down low.
He walked deckboards slick with algae and growing like coral, never showing the way the living ship or its dead scent disturbed him. Jack stopped at the edge of the quarterdeck to look up to the helm.
"Captain Jones? I believe there were things you wished to discuss in person?"