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The digny is tethered to one of the many boulders that protrude from the water along the cresent line of the cove. Jack sits in its bow, the lamp in front of him doused, and rocks back and forth slowly in time to the waves crashing against the cliff face. It's not quite sunset but the shadows have already grown long, hiding him and his crew from ( Read more... )
In the near silent waters, he can hear the longboat creak as Norrington and his men pile in and then, in naught more than a whisper -- Norrington. Ahh, he figured it out then. Well that makes things even easier if he's to be asking for it instead of needing to jump him. Not that -- well. Right. Not jumping per se. Not yet anyways.
Jack tips his head back and gives the signal for the men to start rowing. He readies himself, awkwardly (really, it's gracefully; he's sure of it) clambering to his feet to stand at the bow and arrive in style when Norrington is first to see him. It gives him better access to his sword, just in case, he reckons. Nothing to do with looking good.
"Found it all right, I see," he slurs, standing proud as his boat crosses the few metres to the Commodore's. The bow hits the stern and Jack wobbles bit, nearly falling into one of the Marine's laps. He steadies himself and continues. "Weren't sure if you were going to make it or not, mate. Glad to see you did."
He studies the look of the Marines Norrington brought and the state of his man. Looks good. Looks fit. Maybe too fit. Best get on the Pearl as quick as possible before Norrington gets any ideas in his head that do not have to do with head starts and parleys.
"Here be the new terms. You, sailor," he calls to his man, "once we're back aboard the Pearl you're to be seeing Mr. Gibbs for your orders. And Commodore." Jack turns to look at Norrington. "If you would be so very kind."
He reaches in his belt and tugs forth five blindfolds, before tossing them to one of the Marines. "Over the eyes, quick as you can."
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