yet another jack.

[parleys]

You can't buy my forgiveness, and if you could, you wouldn't be able to afford it. My forgiveness is a very expensive affair, with feathered hats, long gloves and fancy little cheeses on fancy little sticks. And a ship! My ship! That's an important detail; you can't skip out on the ship. She's the centrepiece - you might even say that she's the piece de resistance. We could dress her up with new sails, ones that don't have blood stains, and perhaps we could give her a new lick of paint to go with her bows.

_{[ pause. ]}

But we won't. Because you can't afford my forgiveness.

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[cursedtosleep]

And why is the great captain so upset?

[parleys]

I'm not upset, I'm proving a point. You can't go around ignoring people, especially when they're me.

[cursedtosleep]

I don't think she's ignoring you.

[parleys]

She bloody was.

[cursedtosleep]

But you're here now, getting full attention.

[parleys]

After four years of being ignored! No sea, no air, no Tortuga, no rum. It was like hell, only without the wenches. Which I think you'll agree, is no hell at all.

[whatarryedoin]

Can afford your presence, though, which'd be more or less what she wants and more or less the gift which with you've just dubiously blessed her.

[parleys]

Unfortunately my presence isn't up for sale, so she automatically gets it on account of holding me hostage for four years.

[whatarryedoin]

My condolences to the lady.

i....have.....to.......

[backstabbing]

Shouldn't there be expensive foreign wines to go with those fancy little cheeses?

[wewillfight]

Sounds less like she can't, and more like what you're willing to accept.

i had to edit i forgot the full stop implodes

[parleys]

Any and all wines, expensive or nought, will not only be expected but demanded.

[parleys]

It sounds exactly what it sounds like, any more than that and we're walking into paranoid waters.

[cursedtosleep]

[She quirks a brow. Did you really just say that to her, Jack?]

Well, are you here now and active now. Are you going to spend it all complaining?

[parleys]

She doesn't deserve condolences. She deserves a tornado in a thunderstorm.

[parleys]

_{[ yes. yes he did. and he meant every word of it. ]}

Not all of it. Though there'll always be a healthy dose of complaining, as it should be.

[wewillfight]

I'd be more surprised if the waters weren't paranoid at this point. You wouldn't want to talk her up to leaving you in some godforsaken game here.

[cursedtosleep]

And the rest of it?

[parleys]

Never been a fan of games, especially not the ones that take just as much time reading the rules as they do playing them. Which as I understand it, is precisely what all of those games are like.

_{[ so he'll stay here. and... pine about his boat ship. ]}

[whatarryedoin]

Jack, Jack, Jack.

I'd ask since when were ye lackin' in the proper ways of comporting yourself around members of the fairer sex, but we know ye never knew, and never quite caught on to the cost to yourself.

[parleys]

The rest of it will be spent wistfully thinking about the sea and however many knots my ship used to do at full sail.

[wewillfight]

Rules.

Can't have those can we.

[ Lizzie there's no need to be sassy. ]

[parleys]

She's not the fairer sex. She's the unfairer sex, which is a very different species entirely.

_{[ and he comports himself with a very definite air of propriety and drunkenness that every self respecting pirate should have. at least up until the morning after. ]}

[parleys]

You can have them, love. I just don't recommend it.

[cursedtosleep]

Wouldn't your time be better spent trying to find your ship?

[parleys]

_{[ ... yes good point. ]}

I'll be doing that too.

[cursedtosleep]

My, such a busy captain.

[parleys]

Aye. That's the plan, love.

[whatarryedoin]

Far be it from me to comment, but that'd be the sort of declaration best kept 'tween man and cabin boy.

[cursedtosleep]

You have a plan? Well, that is a start.

LMFAO oh my god

[parleys]

_{[ that. that is not what he meant at all AND YOU KNOW IT. ]}

I think that wishful thinking of yours is ruining your perspective on things again, mate.

[parleys]

Well, there's a... vague connection of dots somewhere.

[backstabbing]

That's the ticket.

And now I know why my mun thinks you and I would get along famously.

[cursedtosleep]

Yes, of course. How could I doubt you?

1/2

[whatarryedoin]

[see keywords]

[parleys]

Well, that's the thing, isn't it? You should never doubt Captain Jack Sparrow; chances are, he's got something up his sleeve that'll work to his favour.

2/2

[whatarryedoin]

Nahhh. I'm wishin' nothin', so I assume you're wishin' I was wishin'. In which case, the whole situation'll have to be another disappointment added to your long list.

[cursedtosleep]

How much of that is just luck, Captain Sparrow?

[parleys]

Well, you say that. But it seems to me that your list's a lot longer than mine. I haven't lost any of me limbs, which is a definite point in my favour.

And if anyone's wishing anything, it'd be you, wishing for a bit more bone and a lot less wood.

_{[ he peers down at himself. see? fully operational with all original factory settings. and now look at barbossa with his stump (where a strange stench of fermenting alcohol is ... well, obvious). jack even kicks his leg to make sure. ]}

Savvy?

[parleys]

You make your own luck, love. I just happen to make more than others.

[parleys]

But don't forget the rum. Everyone always forgets about the rum.

<sub>[ yeah they should definitely get on.

or get off.

either one. ]</sub>

Your mun sounds very intelligent. Smarter than mine, at any rate.

[cursedtosleep]

How exactly do you make more than others, if it's something to be made and not given?

[parleys]

I can't just go around giving out one of me biggest secrets, now, can I?

_{[ aka: he doesn't know how he makes it, it's just evident that he has bucket loads to get through - because luck, apparently, is always on his side. ]}

[wewillfight]

I was under the impression that being a pirate meant making your own rules.

[parleys]

People spend all their time making up rules that they don't want to break. Me? I'd rather live in the moment; see where I end up after a few weeks hard sailing, with the wind in me hair and the salt of the sea in me lungs.

_{[ you find out who you are when you ignore all of that useless planning. making it all up as you go along is so much easier than having to mentally charter every sodding movement. it only takes one idiot to foil the whole bloody plan - he's proof enough of that. ]}

wow copycat

[parlays]

Only you could put a price on something that should not be bought.

you copied me first!!!

[parleys]

And only you would continue to find surprise in the things I do, regardless of whether they be for personal gain, entertainment or amusement.