Dec 31, 2007 22:39
Alright, you bloody swine, first to provide me with a proper ship fit to sail will be rewarded handsomely. I've been too long in this fetid port and you bore me. It's sickening.
There are some among you worth my time, by margins. Miss Tia, Evey-dear, Sheldon, Georgia, Rose... So many of the rest of you are little more than noise. Do you hear yourselves? Lord, you go on. Whinging and mewling like diseased cats and baying for all the attentions your little woes can ply. Suckling at the tit of your fellow citizens' sympathies? Pathetic.
A new year approaches. I do hope you all resolve to improve yourselves.
Now, as to the celebration of said rolling over of the year.. My lovelies. My dear hearts.... Lord Sparrow could use the attentions and company of some sweet bed warmer. You will not regret it, I assure, and shall be handsomely compensated.
[ooc: Jack's least favorite curse? 'Path not chosen'. This is a different path he experienced last time the curse came round. What if Jack had never left the EITC and just followed along in the path of his good friend Cutler?]
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