Log:Ongoing

[13-year-captain.livejournal.com]

When; Evening of the 27th
Rating; PG13
Characters; Jack Sparrow and Agent Sands
Summary; Jack doesn't want to speak to Sands again. He certainly isn't ready for it. But Sands has called him out and so Jack agrees to talk with the man.
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There's no way around it, though. Ignoring Sands would only make things a thousand times worse. Who knows how the man would choose to lash out over it? Jack would much rather be there to gage everything. And so, he pulls on his coat and trudges through the melting snow up the dock to the door of apartment thirteen. Quite a lot of weather to endure to go next door.

He's wet, cold, and wearing his anger and impatience clearly when he finally knocks at Sands' door. As he knocks, his free hand stays on his gun, ready to draw on his twin if need be.

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[13-year-captain.livejournal.com]

The actual need for a full and functioning crew and to have the ships sea worthy brings a pleased and wicked smile to the pirate's lips. The wrongs Sands has done him are forgotten in this moment; Sands has given Jack purpose.
"Fine, then. I shall inform Will and Elizabeth and they may aid me in training others. I'll put word out that further crew is needed, as well."

Jack tilts his head with a slight, if confused laugh.
"The Pearl has a poop deck, though the Swann has only the quarter (Oddly constructed, truly, with far too much bulk to the sterncastle. Rather surprised she doesn't capsize, actually.) ... Why do you ask?"

[blind-shot.livejournal.com]

"The couple wont be on my ship at the same time will they? If I hear smacking I'm tossing the nearest one overboard."

"...Capsize? You have me on a floating bumble bee?" He has no idea what the 'stern castle' is but understands the physics.

[13-year-captain.livejournal.com]

"Oh, most assuredly not. I intend to use their experience at sea as excuse to split them, one to each ship. You shall have the lad, Will, and he should be decidedly less vocal about the inconvenience than his beloved. I believe she wants away from the ship I so graciously named for her, besides. You simply can not have romance aboard a ship without it causing incident."

Jack wonders what, exactly, a bee has to do with anything, but moves on from it.
"Don't worry yourself over it. I've had her in open water and she's not sunk yet. If it troubles you, we shall give her a proper test in port before ever setting out. She seems sturdy, though, and more so since the City's renovations."

[blind-shot.livejournal.com]

"You expect me to stand by while your murder joins your crew. So she can what exactly? Keep practicing until she gets it right?"
Sands is very very protective of Jack (who he sees as himself) with Liz (who he sees as Aljerez in a dress). Her being near him makes him constipated. As if someone was making a bad movie based on his mutilation with eccentric actors and costumes. Women Are The Devil's Seed: Based on a true story.

He nods. "I enjoys tests. Lets do one of those."
No sinking for him, thank you.

[13-year-captain.livejournal.com]

"I want her close enough to me to keep under my watch." If Sands knew just how close Jack would like Elizabeth, his worries would undoubtedly double. "And I understand what she did because I would have done the same. So, in that understanding, comes knowing that she'll not repeat what it is she did without my first repeating the cause for her to do it. If I'm of use to her alive, I've naught to fear. .... Same as with you, Sheldon."
Jack sees the two as equally threatening to him, really.

"Soon as we have a full crew for her, we shall have them all on deck. A few runs of the full crew from the starboard rails to the port should prove if she's bound to tip or not."

[blind-shot.livejournal.com]

"I shot you in the leg. This woman fed you to a whale. You can't be sure she'll keep you alive. You think that's the plan but women always have other plans. You don't know."
He said the same thing about Aljerez when another agent warned him off. He's quite bothered by all this. So he drinks more, sneering at nothing. Jack has to make his own decisions. Sands just fears they both make the same wrong ones.

"So... the crew does practice drills of raising the sails or whatever ans that will tell us if it's seaworthy?"
That was pretty much gibberish to him.

[13-year-captain.livejournal.com]

"That, Shel, is why I am not making it her sole duty to keep me alive. I know well enough to realize I am the only one who shall ever have my continued well being as a primary goal. And should she have so much as a thought of taking my life, I will have her close enough to know of said thoughts and to crush her for it."
With so much else to worry about, Jack's told himself he doesn't need or want revenge for this. Not yet. Surely there shall be a time for it, if it's needed. But it will itch in his mind none-the-less. Even if he knows he would have done the same in her place.


"... Yes..Something like that."
Explaining further wouldn't do much good. Drinking will, though, and so he does.

[blind-shot.livejournal.com]

Sands drops it. Jack knows what he's doing... pretty much. There's a long suffering sigh but he doesn't say anything else.