3rd Psalm|| D'eon [I am French, Why do you think I have this outrageous accent you silly king!]

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[Anyone venturing into the library may stumble upon D'eon snoozing in a large chair, oddly enough his hair is down. He's got a pile of books on the table next to him, most of them appear to be history books pertaining to France and a bit on America and Canada dated after the 1700's. Yes, D'eon is trying to cheat on history, but it appears he forgot

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[9th_pirate_lord]

[Jack stumbles in only because he wasn't sure why his room grew furry polyps which seemed very strange. The more he looks around the manor, the more he sees them and wonders if they're not some strange sort of mushroom or weird purring growth. He shoos one off the book and with his middle finger turns the book so he could read it.

Jack's grinning from ear to ear. The soft chiming from his dangling beads seem to have caught the attention of the other tribble that he hasn't noticed yet.

After reading a paragraph or two, his eyes caught the sight of the tribble and yelped.]

WHOA!!

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[D'eon practically jumps out of his skin at the yelp. He groggily looks around reaching for something, probably his sword, but as that is laying on the floor beside him he ends up grabbing a book instead. He is completely unaware of the furry thing on his head. once he gets his bearings he notices the odd fellow before him he lowers his book from it's offensive position.]

Ah... bonjour... oh dear it seems I fell asleep here... that is quite embarrassing...

[9th_pirate_lord]

[Jack points at the tribble and his eyes hadn't left its sight.]

Furry mushroom!

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I beg your pardon?

[D'eon reaches for the top of his head feeling something heavy. Feeling something hairy, that wasn't his own hair his eyes widen and he quickly throws the thing to the floor, and it quickly scampers away with D'eon's ribbon.]

MON DIEU! what on Earth?

[9th_pirate_lord]

I dunno. It's a weirdness that I have never seen before.

[He jumps up onto an adjacent chair and draws his sword the moment the thing scurried off.]

Furry mushroom! They are everywhere and they sound funny.

[His eyes are locked on the position of where the tribble may have run off to.]

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[D'eon gets up and sighs. That thing stole his ribbon. He glanced over to the side and noticed another one partaking in the contents of his wine glass, he's quick to shoo the little thing away and look at the almost empty glass irritably. He bends down to pick up his own sword and fastens it to his belt]

Well at the very least the appear to be harmless. Mischievous little creatures, but harmless.

[cautiously heads into the direction of the tribble that stole his manly ribbon.]

[9th_pirate_lord]

Huh.

[Jack watched cautiously and puts his sword away. D'eon was right that they didn't seem to be hissing or terrible creatures but they do seem to have a rather strange look to them that reminded him of furry sea urchins than cats. At least cats had a face.]

The one that has taken your ribbon moved under the shelf.

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[D'eon turned to the pirate and nodded slowly headed to the shelf. He got on his hands and knees and looked under the shelf and spotted the creature. Reluctantly he draws his sword, he really didn't want to use it for something as trivial as scaring a small beast out from under a shelf, but he wanted his ribbon back. He nudged the thing with the broadside of his sword a few times and sure enough the little thing shot out. D'eon dropped his sword and was quick to give chase eventually lunging at the furry animal and pinning it down. Holding it in one hand he retrieved his sword and returned to the direction of the pirate. He tugged his ribbon out of the beasts mouth and looked at it disdainfully. It was ridden with dust and saliva, he sighs and pockets the ribbon.]

So Monsieur, I take it you have encountered these little beasts earlier?

[D'eon's captive tribble looks terribly unhappy in D'eon's hand.]

[9th_pirate_lord]

There are about ten of those little furry mushrooms all over my room. I dunno where they came from but they seem to eat....anything. Nasty little beasties to be sure with as much drool as any doggie.

[Jack hops off the couch and steps forward with his customary swagger.]

I've tossed more out my window than the dust balls I collected from under my rack, mate. That I can assure you is a relatively high number in comparison to dust balls.

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Odd that they appeared so suddenly, and in such numbers...

[D'eon felt rather embarrassed that he hadn't noticed until now, engrossed in reading as he was. He tosses his captive tribble and gives it an nudge with his foot sending it scurrying off somewhere.]

I thank you Monsieur for bringing the creature to my attention. I am Chevalier D'eon de Beaumont, it is a pleasure to meet you.

[D'eon bowed politely. He hoped he would get an introduction from this man, he assumed him to be a scalawag of some sort because D'eon thinks scalawag is still a legitimate word and he was quite interested to know his name. Perhaps they came from a similar time?]

[9th_pirate_lord]

[Jack smiles and puts his hands together as a gesture of gratitude and humbleness, a habit he learned when he worked for the East India Trading Company and dealing with India's upper crust, he learned how to present himself in such ways.]

Well met, Chevalier Beaumont. I am Captain Jack Sparrow, son of Captain Edward Teague, Keeper of the Code, and Lord of the Caribbean piratical sect as one of the nine.

[Not that any of that was relevant but it did sound like a good greeting and equal to the one he received from D'eon at the very least.]

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[Piratical? D'eon assumed he was a pirate, but piratical? Now his English wasn't perfect but he would need to check to see if that was an actual word. Still he kept his calm and respectful smile on, this man was well traveled, while he may have been uneducated he was by no means a fool.]

You sound quite well-versed in travel, I must admit I am not quite as knowledgeable in the land across the seas. Although your name, it is an English name is it not?

[if he was indeed of English origin, then he was England's problem... and he could pillage all the English ships to his hearts content as far as D'eon was concerned.]

[9th_pirate_lord]

I've traveled far and wide, as it were. As far as Singapore and even further. I am English born, though I don't think many places would acknowledge a hurricane as a location.

[Jack smiled. He found a globe and spun it, using his finger to stop it and grinned.]

Anywhere there is water, I have traveled it.

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[D'eon looked honestly surprised, and very interested.]

How fascinating! I have not traveled far from France myself, although I was recently given orders to travel to Russia from King Louis. I wouldn't suppose you would know much of Russia?

[9th_pirate_lord]

[Jack puts his finger to his chin in thought.]

I've heard of it. Never actually set foot on the land m'self but...did you say King Louis?

[That name certainly rang a bell in his head. He tilts his head.]

Would you happen to know of a King George the Third by chance?

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I see, I have heard that it is difficult to get a ship in there due to it's climate. and yes, I work under King Louis the fourteenth.

[D'eon looks perplexed at the mention of King George the third]

I am aware of King George the second. He is currently the King of England, unless he had passed on and news has yet to reach France.