Who'll make his mark
The captain cried
To the devil drink a toast
We'll glut the hold
With cups of gold
And we'll feed the sea with ghosts
I see your hunger for a fortune
Could be better
Served beneath my flag
If you've the stomach
For a broadside
Come aboard my pretty boys
I will take you and make you
Everything you've ever dreamed.
Obscenely loud
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He follows the sound to its source--and really, what the hell is that?
The gleam of gold appeals, but the flamboyant colors, the yards of extra fabric--it's shocking. Not...eye-burning. Just. Shocking.
And then there's Dean in the middle of it all, in that hat, and WHAT.
Enjoy his expression, Dean, this is about as close to open confusion as Droog gets.
Dean?
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'Sup, dude? I mean, uh. Matey.
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What are you wearing?
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[He gestures to all of himself rather proudly. It took him a whole hour to pick out this hat and scarf, you know. Kurt would be proud.]
...you don't have pirates on Alternia?
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And if you ask Droog, it is a damn good city. But, being full of mobsters, it lacks room for pirates.
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You're going to have to sell him on this one, Dean.
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[ARE YOU IMPRESSED YET? ARE YOU?]
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Are you trying to scare people?
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No, but that ain't the point. The point is that they're fuckin' awesome.
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Explain.
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[Dean draws on the knowledge of things Sammy has taught him in the past.]
Funny thing is, they actually used to work for the king raiding enemy fleets and stuff, but then the king was kind of an asshole so they quit.
[See? Pirates. Fucking awesome.]
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He uncrosses his arms, plants a hand on the divan and leans a little, looming over Dean. He's interested. His interest might be somewhat intimidating, but there it is.
Alone or together?
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[He thinks he saw a special on the History Channel once, waaaaaay late at night.]
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